#Don’t disencourage people to look into something !!! That’s a good thing !!!!!!!

[ashenberry]

I want to bite into something

[magicalgirlfan666]

HumanStella x FemReader (AU): Studying

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In this au Stella doesn’t know any of the winx girls and there are no fairies whatsoever which means no magic or other such things just normal humans okay?

This is a one shot

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I was at my house helping a classmate with her homework which wasn’t going as well as I would have liked it too. No matter how many times I told her or in how many ways I tried to explain it she wasn’t getting it and it was low-key driving me crazy.

I was really trying not to show it cause I honestly really did want to help her with her grades and I felt that her seeing how annoyed I was getting would only disencourage her. 

As I was trying to teach her I could tell her mind was on something else which I wish I had noticed it sooner.

“Stella are you okay?” Her eyes snapped from her school work to mines in a slightly widen state before going to normal as a fake smile came to her face.

“Why of course, why wouldn’t it?” She looked a little tense as she replied and swirled the chair around to face me.

“Well you seem to have your mind on something else instead of what I’m trying to tutor you on” I explained as I pointed to the book.

Her eyes glanced at it for a bit before shaking her head and waving her hand in a dismissive way. “That’s barely anything darling, as you probably know I’m not much into studying” 

“I’m just a little bored is all but I’m sure that I’ll learn this no problem” She said as she spun around in circles in the chair before stopping, facing the desk. 

“Are you sure cause it’s almost time for you to go home and the test is due tomorrow and you barely learned anything…like at all” She perked up in a panicky way before shoving the book in my face.

“Whaaa? Hurry up and teach me this” I sighed and grabbed the book, and tried teaching her and surprisingly she got it all in time which just proves that there was something obviously bothering her but I  just didn’t know what and before I could consider prying into her personal business and asking her she had already gathered up all of her stuff and left.

I  watched as she hopped into the limo that was sitting there for hours as I was teaching her and I knew the poor guy was sitting in it the whole time cause I never once heard the car drive off which left me feeling bad for him for having to wait so long to take her home.

~Next day~

I was walking off to my next class when I heard someone screaming from excitement and loud footsteps rushing in from my rear, raising a brow I turned around to see who it was out of curiosity but all I saw was a blur before falling onto the ground due to the body weight from who I can only guess to be the blonde I was tutoring.

“Ow” Was what I was barely able to squeeze out from my lips due to something crashing me in what I  could only guess was a death hold til she finally  let me go and I was able to breathe properly again.

But the relief for that was short-lived when paper was shoved in my face. “Look I got a good grade, see, see?” I gently pushed it back so I could see it clearly. 

And it was definitely better than what I’ve heard that she normally gets. “That’s great, now could you get off of me?” She did just that as she held me up then did a little dance with her grade.

Once she was done dancing she stopped and looked at me with bright eyes. “Hey why don’t I treat you for helping me?” Before I could decline she grabbed me by the arm and rushed off with me and took me to her limo.

“Wa-” As I was ever so kindly ‘placed’ Inside she had her driver take us to a very pricy looking cake shop and lead me inside were she’s ordered two cakes for us.

As I reluctantly ate it before confidently eating more and as it started to become less cake and more plate with crumbs the two of us talked and it was very pleasant despite the constant talk about me needing to update my wardrobe.

And it wasn’t long before that one treat as thanks turned into her taking me shopping, probably shouldn't have told her that I wasn't willing to spend any of the cash I have on high priced clothes though most of the stuff she got was for her but she was able to convince me into letting her get me  a shirt or two but that was it.

I wasn’t exactly comfortable with people buying me stuff, I don’t know why but it never felt right to me so besides special events I pretty much just turned down any time it was offered.

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As time passed it was now time to call it a day she dropped me off home. “It was fun spending time with you _______” I nodded and agreed.

“Yeah it was”  Her smile widened.

“We should do it again sometime and don’t think I’ll take no for an answer” She said as she saw that I was about to turn it down. 

“Alright I won’t” She nodded happily before telling her driver to go as they drove off she waved to me until she was out of sight or so I assume she stopped once I was out of view it would be pretty weird otherwise.

I  walked inside my house and took off my shoes before heading to my room to call up my cousin to apologize for missing out on our little online chess matches the two of us would do from time to time. She understood especially when I explained the cause.

"Sounds like she's a bit of a handful" I laughed. 

"That's a understatement" I replied back to her previous statement.  

"I better get going I have a experiment that needs working on" She said as I nodded and we said our goodbyes. I leaned back in my chair as I thought back to Stella and I thought about how she was acting now compared to yesterday.

"I don't know maybe she was having a off day" I said to myself before catching up on some extra schoolwork, I just hope it was an off day. 

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Short sorry about that but I couldn’t think of what else to do.

[floaromaxtowns]

🔥!

Send me a “ 🔥 “ for an unpopular opinion. [Accepting, thank you for the ask!]

Reminder: this is just my opinion, and isn’t aimed at anyone. If you have any issues with what I’ve said, you can either DM me and talk to me there or block me & move on with your life.

Okay so I feel like I should add my two cents on the whole discussion about, commenting on ppl’s ship work while not shipping the couple itself.

I personally fail to understand the problem people have, with comments that go on the lines of “I don’t ship it, but this is a nice art!”. IMO, that’s not really a problem at all? Especially considering how the algorithm works in most social medias, where it prioritizes posts with huge numbers of engagement. In my eyes, that’s a good thing!

Some might argue how that’s unnecessary. To which I say, it’s not entirely wrong but at the same time. I like to imagine people put that in their comments, in an attempt to try and come off as someone with a neutral look at the work. Which in my eyes, it only makes the comment even better.

As artists, it’s already very difficult to try and reach our target audience as it is. But don’t feel disencouraged by it, eventually people will find their way to you.

Now, on the other end of the spectrum... What about those folks that will comment how they ship something in an art piece, where the artist specifically said that the it SHOULDN’T be interpreted in a romantic way?

Read the artist’s description, don’t cross their boundaries. It takes $0 to not do that man.

[kaibacxrps]

@kaibacorpbros​ has sent: 1,2, 4, 11, 13

Munday stuff! [Accepting]

1. What little things do you do special when writing your muse(s) that you wonder if anyone has noticed?

// Gosh, I can’t think of anything in specific RN. Although, there are times where I will link to a HC post or something that I’ve written and elaborated on in the past, and I hope that people do check those out if they already hadn’t!

2. If you have more than one muse are there differences in your writing style between them?

// It’s difficult for me to notice a change when it comes to my style, per se. I’m sure there might be changes, since y’know... My muses are very different from one another. That’s bound to happen one way or another.

4. Has your muse ever gotten very emotional and ‘taken over’ for a reply in a way you didn’t expect?

// That mostly happens in my short, dash shenanigans. It’s difficult for that to “happen” in my serious threads, which is what I’ve been having far more in the past few days.

But I remember that happening a lot more often, in my older muses back in the day when I wasa lot more dash/on-the spot oriented.

11. When starting out in RP what’s something that took you a long time to understand?

// You’ll get exactly what you serve. I’ve talked a handful of times about mun compatbilities, and I’ll keep preaching about it.

If you’re someone who gets huge enjoyment out of having long threads, and brain storm ideas for huge plots. Then WHY would you bother with someone who, is only looking for ships and quick interactions? And the same goes for the other folks. If you can BARELY write one paragraph per reply, WHY would you follow a novella/para-heavily oriented RPer?

It makes no sense, and I wished I had realised that sooner. Don’t mistake my words, I’m not shaming anyone here. Everyone has their own preferences, and ways to approach RP.

The only thing I wanted to see was some kind of self-awareness. Be critical of what you’re putting out, and have a good look at what you’ve been putting out. Instead of yelling or going off on the RPC, about how “left out” you feel or something like that. This is disencouraging, to ANYONE.

Roleplay IS a hobby after all, but it HAS to be something fun for BOTH parties.

13. Do you like making promos?

// It’s tiresome, I spend hours on my promos (yes, even the ones I use an old format from a previous PSD I used in the past). But I find it to be so relaxing, it’s oddly the same relaxation I get out of drawing.

I studied graphic design in college, so y’know. This has helped me maintain a rather good grasp on what I’ve learned!

[pickupafteryourselves]

@pigfartsss

Hey. I’m making a new post instead of reblogging yours because I don't keep track of who's blocked me yet and I’m too lazy to bother checking heh.

In case you were asking for real (and in case you can still see this), here goes mine:

Because "CC believers" take to any outlet they can to directly harrass Darren and Chris and their friends and family. That's where we inevitably see your conspiracy theories and their harmful effects.

On a small scale, this hinders my fandom experience.

On a much larger scale, these people are spreading misogyny, homophobia and transphobia among other nasty things. This isn't about anyone "believing" anything about Darren (people who are not conspiracy theorists simply accept what he tells us about his own private personal life because why the hell wouldn't we? It's his business).

I know what you're going to say: "I have never addressed the actors directly on social media" and "not ALL ccers" etc

It doesn't matter. CCers who don't tweet hate at people still foster those attitudes here on tumblr and do so in the hopes of roping more people into it. You believing whatever doesn't concern us until you start acting on those beliefs to the detriment of others.

You've possibly never posted a single hateful word and simply delight in reading RPF and daydreaming. In that case, anti-CT posts are not for you, they are for the people who promote the terrible attitudes I mentioned. But you asked why some people were bothered by what CCers say, so I took it to mean you were asking fans. If you wanted to know instead why “Miarren stans” send CCers insults, then sorry for butting in :P (I don’t know any Miarren stans, I can’t answer for them). Tbh that practice seems to me like old, nasty ship wars and it’s something usually both sides feed (though I can’t really offer input in, as I don’t partake in RPS, nor do I stan anyone. I don’t endorse these practices and generally disencourage shippers from behaving like this).

CCers could also take their own advice: If they’re so sure Darren goes home to Chris every night, they could relish in that certainty without the need to use their public blogs to throw insults at their fave’s female partner (including whore and alcoholic, which btw gives you a glimpse into what kind of people they are), who they have CHOSEN to assign the role of villain to in their theories out of entirely subjectively disliking her. What they are certain are mere “PR stunts” shouldn’t ultimately bother them. But they want to hate Mia more than they want to just believe Darren and Chris are holding hands out there somewhere. They’re not the only ones. It’s a defining trait in tinhats across fandoms (Supernatural, Outlander, One Direction, Prince Harry, Twilight, Benedict Cumberbatch, Game of Thrones, Lord of the Rings and sadly so many others - you’ll find they use practically the same arguments, lore, “evidence” and insults).

And it’s nice that you say that proven wrong you’d just accept it. It is. Problem is I don’t know what you guys think will prove you wrong if from the very beginning Darren outright said specifically who he was and you decided he was lying. After that, there really is nothing he could ever say with his own mouth or otherwise that would prove you wrong. The words “Chris and I are not dating” have been uttered. Clearly a wedding doesn’t do it for you (it only makes your theories all the more convulted and outlandish). I know for sure that having kids wouldn’t prove it to you either (see those other fandoms for fake baby theories). Your reasons for dismissing his words are 0% objective. Because you think their wedding attires were awful? Plenty of people without bias would agree and plenty would disagree. I fail to see how one’s personal taste in fashion is confirmation of anything. You want to take snapshots, moments in time, in which Darren is being photographed with neutral expressions while going about his business and call them proof? Still being 0% objective, because you are adding your own (wild) interpretations to them (not to mention if people simply walked down the street with a smile on their face, they would look deranged). And with those methods you could “prove” myriad ridiculous statements. There already is a compilation of Darren looking miserable while holding instruments and you haven’t said he hates music. There is a compilation of Lea Michele and Chris Colfer looking and acting and posing like actual lovers. Why aren’t we stating that they are in love as if it were a fact? This could be endless. Whether you think somebody has chemistry or not is ultimately just that, an opinion. Opinions are not facts. You personally hating the color yellow doesn’t make the color yellow universally shit. So, while you may label the wedding as “trashy” and think “well, if it was trashy, it must be fake,” there actually are people out there who thought it looked great. And you would both be correct in your assessments, because they are opinions. The things is, neither opinion has any correlation to the veracity of the event. Zero.

If someone you don't even know personally one day tells you something about themselves like "So my favourite color is yellow" and you go "Fine. Good for you, I guess," instead of deciding it's a lie and then trying to cling on to anything that could however remotely back up your already solidified conclusion, you'd probably be less stressed out whenever they wore yellow sneakers.

There are plenty of contexts in which skepticism is vital, but people’s sexual orientations are not it. And battling homophobia is very important, but making an unwilling participant your champion for it is completely inappropriate. CCers keep talking about how outing someone is bad. But are their blogs not an effort in doing exactly that? If all they wanted to do was vent amongst themselves, they would have passworded these blogs. But they’ve been trying to make these conspiracy theories spread for ages, because that is what conspiracy theorists do.

[epiphanicwiring]

My controlling mother

I’ve been 20 years old for some months now, but it’s been a while I’ve come to suspect my mother is indeed controlling. Parents shape, in some way or another, even tacitly or subtly, and to some extent, our common sense, values and life perspectives, although it is in our own will whether we critically analyze them, follow or refuse them... Sometimes our concept of what is ‘normal’ is warped, and because it is ingrained in our common sense, we don’t doubt about its veracity until we pop some of our experience into a conversation with friends, our therapist or significant other, and they give you a look of concern. That is what happened to me: It’s no news I’ve been suffering from depression for years, so the first time I went to see a therapist was in 2015 (I was 15/16 then). I would walk from school to the psych’s, and I would wait until I was inside of the building to message my mother that I have arrived (I felt I would be lying if I did it outside the building, at the door, for example). I did it every time. My therapist found this odd: I naturally explained to her what I was doing, as it was something I was accustomed to. She was probably the first one to point me out that that was a bit too much. But I always did it: “School”, “Conser(vatory)”, “Psychologist”, “At [insert friend’s name]’s”. I knew that if I didn’t send her those messages, she would become worried, and call me or my friends, only to know that I was okay, and then she would get angry and I would have to stand it. Then I got into university in 2017. I got into the Sound Engineering career. This is a sub-story: Throughout my adolescence, I was pretty much interested in every career known to man. My grades at school were so incredible I had an average of almost 9.7/10 in all of the subjects that were in Spanish, since I went to a bilingual school (I have to admit, Physical Education was the only subject I failed at, and that’s probably why I didn’t have a 9.9 or something), and an average of 10/10 in all of the English subjects. That was no surprise, I was the ‘gifted, brilliant’ student child since primary school; I still can recall my mother’s facial expressions when receiving my grades when I was 6 or 7, crying of joy. It’s up to this day that no one who personally knows me (except for my closest friends and boyfriend) even dares to ask me how am I doing at university, because ‘I must be doing terrifically good’. Back to the sub-story, my main career choices were Astronomy, Psychology, Fashion Design, Medicine (I’ve been interested in Neurology, Neuroscience and Neurosurgery for quite a long time now) and Music. That’s quite a lot, yeah. But my main dream was to be a composer. So when I was around 14 years old, I happily expressed this to my mother. “Composition? You want to study Composition? You’ll starve yourself to death. You can’t live off it”. (The same answer I got when I was little and dreamt of being an astronomer, by the way). She followed it with: “You have such a brain you could be a neurosurgeon. That’s what you could be”. As if composing were easy, right? But yeah, she was... Right, I was too intelligent to waste my time composing. So I crossed out “Composer” from my careers list and never thought of it again.  From that time to when I was 16/17, I was desperate to find ‘that’ career, the one that would suit me like a ring. “What career could mix the arts with the “hard sciences”? Does something like... Sound Engineering exist?” and then I googled ‘Ingeniería de Sonido’ (Sound Engineering) and I found out that the career was only taught at Untref, 2 hours away from where I live, out of all the places Argentina has to offer. (If you want to know, yes, I have 4 hours of daily commuting, without counting the less extreme commuting to my music conservatory which is 20 minutes away with a lot of traffic). Studying Sound Engineering at Untref does not equal to graduating as a producer, nor a record engineer. Of course you can work in those fields, but to put it bluntly, as many professors say, you would kind of be wasting your degree; you would be more in the side of submitting papers and working with huge acoustic solutions companies than recording an album in a studio. So, at first, my mother thought it had to do with, you know, the music industry: “(The university) It’s too far away!”, “I don’t want you to study this!”, “It’s full of boys, you will feel bored”, “Remember, you could be a neurosurgeon”. But I really wanted it, and I won the battle: I got inscripted, I passed the exams, I got into the career. When I chose the career (16 years old), I was pretty much disencouraged from following a career in music. I felt mediocre, despite what my double bass teacher expressed to me (”I don’t think you should follow another career, you have all of the potential to be a professional double bassist”, he said to me. He even recently told me to substitute him in the Bass Department when he retires). I felt too old, too intelligent and too much into academia to follow a music career. “I don’t even practice 4 hours a day”. Why? Because I had to stand out at school. Because that was “a priority”, in the words of my mother. So I was prepared to leave music behind and be the best sound engineer in the scene. Too bad I was...  Severely depressed. And I failed, and failed, and failed... Course after course. I wanted a gun or a million pills so bad, I wanted it all to fade away. It was in the mid-term of 2017 that I noticed I was doing horribly, emotionally and psychologically. I couldn’t get out of bed, I had zero ability to focus, I lived off coffee and I had lots of emotional revolts. I needed help. I told my mother about this, and she didn’t take it well. “I give you everything and yet you feel like this”, “You’re just lazy”, “What you have isn’t depression, you just want attention”. She refused to pay for the therapy sessions, so I basically had to use all of my savings and the money I gained from giving lessons (It’s been years I want to buy a bow for my bass. Once I had to lend her 4000 Argentinian pesos I had saved throughout time, which is a lot, and she never gave them back to me, and never will, unless she buys me a bow or something). My therapist used to be my Psychology professor at school, and I knew he was the only one who could work with my mind at that stage, and really help me. I eagerly payed him until I had zero money of my own, and I told him I would have to stop the treatment. He appreciates me a lot as much as I do with him, and he offered me to keep attending the sessions paying half of what it was. I’m forever grateful and I promised to myself I will give him every cent back once I start to save more money. Still, I had to cut the treatment 3 or 4 months later (2018 mid-term), because it was my mother this time who was paying it, and whenever she had to give me the money, she tried to oblige me to stop going, or told me “You aren’t depressed anymore so why are you wasting your time going to the therapist, I cannot pay for it”. She loves to tell people with a smile that going to a therapist is useful and a wonderful thing to do, when in reality, she treated her daughter like actual shit for being depressed. She was the one who kept on sending me to a school where people bullied me for 11 years. She was the one who would made me feel bad about having a 7/10 or an 8/10 on an exam from time to time. She was the one who told me to ‘make myself strong’ instead of taking action to come to a solution. The thing is that, to this day, I still have some of the symptoms or habits: I break down mentally from one second to another (the trigger is usually her, or career choices, or body insecurities), I engage in suicide ideation, sometimes I hit myself, I fast, I cry myself to sleep, I procrastinate heavily on the Internet out of anxiety or I want to isolate myself and terminate any link with humanity. It’s not like I’m not depressed anymore. These symptoms come and go, but they aren’t completely gone. I was also diagnosed with anaemia last year. It isn’t that terrible in the sense that I’m not going to die, but it definitely made me extremely tired and dissociative (depression+anaemia=failing classes). 

In early 2018, I had told my mother I was unsure about my career decision. Sound Engineering is an amazing field, but leaving music as a hobbie wasn’t really in my plans (having gained some of the confidence I had lost when I was 16, as previously mentioned). I was asking myself: “What if the only thing that stopped me from becoming a professional musician was fear?”. The fear to dare do something my mother didn’t approve of. The fear of economic instability, competition... What if I really starve myself to death in the music industry? What if I cannot offer anything good as an artist? What if it really is a waste of my intellectual abilities? What if... As soon as I demonstrated this (filtered, of course) uncertainty to her, she became a monster. She was angered, her voice’s volume slightly up, and her eyes... It’s the eyes. The way she looks at you when she’s angry or in disapproval. I’ve feared them since childhood. This also happened one time I told her I could maybe be biromantic or bisexual. I was 15 or 16, and I liked a girl I knew from the Internet. That was all, nothing serious, but even though I have always felt attracted to men, and my main crushes were men, I knew since I was little I had the capacity within me to love anyone from any gender. To me, love just is, even just trying to label myself ‘I’m this, I’m that’ is something I’m deeply uninterested in. That day, I remember, she left me ith doubts and hatred towards myself: “How could I possibly like a girl? I’ve always liked boys, there’s no way”. The same effect had the conversation about my uncertainty in terms of career choices. “How could I possibly be a musician? I’m destined to be an engineer. I’ve always liked science. I’ve always wanted economic stability. I want to live well. There’s no way I could possibly be a musician”. 

When I started university, I made wonderful friends. And of course, we talk to each other whenever we can. There was one occasion I mentioned during a conversation how my mother tracked me by GPS. One of my friends found this terrible. I also mentioned that not only she tracked me, she also kept asking me to message her where were I: “At [bus number]”, “Uni”, “Subway”, “At [insert friend’s name]’s”. There was one time I was in a Calculus class and I saw she was calling me (fortunately I always have my phone silent, something she hates). I had to go out and talk to her. She had been using the GPS and she couldn’t stop the panic button. According to the GPS’ map, I was somewhere else (this glitch happened quite a few times) and because I forgot to send her the “Uni” text informing her that I, in fact, had arrived at university, she was extremely worried. She listened to my friends’ voices and became calm. 

Another thing she does is waking me up when she wants to. If I don’t, she becomes very angry. When does she wake me up now, in vacations time? 8 or 9 AM. That’s already too late for her. What does she do? Come up to my bedroom and all of a sudden, open the door, threatening me with something if I don’t wake up. Or telling me I HAVE to go buy something for her work by 10 AM because she has forgotten to do so. That’s not the worst, she recently got to the stairs (the stairs that take you to the second floor, which are located above my bedroom’s ceiling) and she started DANCING making a lot of unnerving noise. 

Sometimes I don’t want to eat and she would come up to me and tell me “You are not going to eat? Okay, I’ll take you to the psych guards and let you there”. Oh, and she’s used to taking photos of me and sending them to people knowing that I’m extremely self-conscious and that that could cause me an emotional turmoil.

In September 2018 I started dating the love of my life. Unfortunately, as much as I want to keep an upbeat predisposition, my mother has been a topic of discussion and an obstacle to my general well-being in this realm as well. Again, how can someone be completely happy when they are temporally and physically restricted by someone else? Going out with my boyfriend and spending quality time with him is definitely one of my most favourite activities. But again, there she is: “Let me know when you find him”, “Tell me when you’ve arrived to the place”, “I don’t want you two to be alone”, “Don’t be back late” (late to her is 9 PM), “Solange, when are you coming back home???”. At first I didn’t notice the chains were so heavy. But after various events and discussing this with my boyfriend, they really are. For example, she would prevent me from going to a party or going out for dinner with him “because it’s too late”. I recently tried to let her see that the dangers of the city are inevitable, and that I’m already a grownup adult who has the right to make her own decisions (and of course, I will provide myself of safety as much as possible). With her logic in mind, I practically can’t get out of my house. As usual, she tried to make me feel as if I was the irrational one. Her arguments are: “I’m the one who provides you of housing and basic resources (so she’s the authority in here)”, “If something happens to you, I’m responsible”, “You never help me in the house and you DARE do the opposite of what I tell you to do”, “I’ve been working all day and you went out and had a great time so you can’t say anything to me”. Her gaslighting me makes me doubt if maybe I’m wrong and I have to play by her rules. In the past I would rather had her in my side, but now more than ever I’m totally certain that it is my life that’s at risk, and that as an adult, my rights to choose cannot be prohibited nor taken away from me.

I would like to know what do you guys think of this, and any help in the form of advice, observations, arguments and ideas on independence will be very much appreciated. If you happen to have controlling, abusing or toxic parents and would like to discuss about it, don’t hesitate to get in touch with me.

[peanutbutterjelly-pie]

Could you maybe rec me some good canon stories or also AU's with supernatural elements, pretty please? ^^ I just love the supernatural/fantasy aspects of such fics and I'm always here for some awesome recs!

Hey, dear anon!!

Of course I’m always happy to help :) And I think I might have at least a few recs that will keep you occupied for a time ;)

Firstly, at the beginning of the year I’ve made a huge masterlist of my favorite fics and I figure you might find something in there:

Masterlist: Canon!verse/Canon Divergence

Masterlist: Alternate Universe - Supernatural Elements

Furthermore, I can absolutely recommend: 

Canon!verse:

The Great Escape by deaneatscake

Dean and Cas hook up. After that, Dean does what he does best: he leaves, because there’s no way in hell he’s going to deal with - whatever this is. He even has an excuse - people are dying, and Jody needs his help.

It would be great if he wasn’t madly in love with Cas, Cas equally angry at him and the case - well, it’s all quite literally killing him.

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Heroes for Ghosts by pantheon_of_discord

After Sam and Dean are arrested, Castiel is left alone and scrambling to find them. He knows they’re locked away in a government facility, and he’s still able to hear their prayers, but no matter how he tries Castiel can’t seem to track them. He chases leads and even attempts to hunt on his own, but Mary is AWOL, Crowley refuses to help, and Castiel’s options are running out.

Weeks pass, Castiel’s hope dwindles, and through it all Dean prays, keeping them connected. His voice is comforting, frustrating, and occasionally annoying, but in his solitude Castiel comes to cherish it. But then one day, without warning, Dean stops praying, and Castiel is forced to confront some uncomfortable truths about his feelings.

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That Black Dog Ache by SaltyWords (agent4hire22)

A simple case turns Dean upside down as he attempts to deal with the effects of a particularly strange love spell.

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Dreams in Fiction by Pinkmink

“I’ve been having these dreams,” Dean said, lowering his voice as if the two occupants in the next room could potentially hear him through the floral wallpapered walls. “About, uh, Cas.” … 

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Emergence by ellispark

Something’s been missing from Dean’s life for the past three years, a void left after a hunt gone terribly wrong. He often feels a sense of longing with no discernible cause, a need to talk to someone who isn’t there.

A call from an acquaintance leads Dean to James Novak, a man who disappeared more than a decade ago, and suddenly Dean gets the feeling he’s found what he’s been missing. But James isn’t really James — he’s the angel Castiel, who’s wanted by angels, demons and hunters alike. And he may be at the center of the storm that wrecked Dean’s life all those years ago.

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The Shattered One by MissAnnThropic

When it struck Castiel, he was in mid-flight. It dropped him out of the sky like a sparrow buffeted by gale-force winds. Castiel set down the first place he could find. He ended up standing in a field in Switzerland, swaying on his feet and staring down at his body, dazed by what it had just done.

(Don’t be disencouraged by the “mpreg”-tag – it’s really not what you think ;p)

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Dean (and Cas’) Top 13 Zepp Traxx by pantheon_of_discord

Dean eases Baby down the frontage road, trying not to look in the rearview mirror as his home gets smaller and smaller behind him.

He’s done this a hundred times. He’s driven down this road in the soft morning light, heading out to some little town in some distant corner of the country. This is a job like any other.

“It’s not like we’re never coming back,” Cas says from the passenger seat.

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Bless The Broken Road by mansikka

Cas is gone. And in his place is Jack; a constant, unwavering reminder to Dean that he’s lost everything; his last chance, the one person he’s ever truly loved, his reason for getting up in the morning. Because Cas is never coming back. So Dean hates Jack, with all of his being, without even trying to, without ever needing to say it out loud.

But Jack keeps talking in riddles, and every time he’s alone with Dean it’s as though he’s waiting for him to ask a question, and there’s a sense of waiting from being in Jack’s company that leaves Dean constantly on edge. What can Dean ever ask of the very thing that has stolen Cas from his world?

AU with Supernatural Elements:

True as It Can Be by whelvenwings

Growing up in a small town in Kansas, Dean learned from a young age that there was only one rule that couldn’t be broken, one place he couldn’t go - through the forest, to the long-abandoned Angel’s Hollow. But when Sam disappears, Dean’s left with no choice but to follow his brother’s tracks through the dangers of the wood; little does he know that the most dangerous creature of all lurks not among the trees, but in the Hollow itself. Dean sets Sam free, at the cost of his own liberty - and, bound by magic, resigns himself to living out the rest of his days in the Hollow, at the mercy of the being within. The angel of Angel’s Hollow, however, has a story - is a prisoner, too, as much as Dean is. Only one thing can free them both - but it is impossible. For, after all: who could ever learn to love a beast?

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The Profound Bond by Serie11

Dean is an FBI agent from the SPN unit, who professionally hunt all over the USA with encouragement from the government. Everyone knows that angels exist, and while he had never laid eyes on one himself, Dean grudgingly acknowledges their existence. Until overnight, his world is turned upside down when a garrison of angels descend on the FBI headquarters in Phoenix, Arizona. Partnered with the arrogant and socially oblivious angel Castiel, Dean must get past his ingrained fear of the supernatural, and the painful memories that Castiel pulls to the surface. But when the angels appear to have a secret agenda, Dean’s budding relationship with Castiel is put to the test, and the two of them have to choose what’s most important to them - family, or duty.

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[bansheefunk]

Just watched: Littlest Pet Shop, A World of Our Own season 1, part 1

18 abr '18 Overall I don't know where to start I have so much to explain... So I like the previews show, not for the waifus nor the cute art direction but the cute animals "thinking they're people"  that was cute and that was enough for me. If we hold the new show next to the old one it's really obvious this one is meant for younger girls than the preview show, the preview show was lets say 6-8 this one is 4-6, it feels lighter and more tender, easier to assimilate, you know what I mean, it's one of those "you know when you see it", early on I felt disencouraged because of this, I'm a man who matches cartoons but I have a cutoff point when it comes at a very young audience but later on something clicked with me, most of the plot were very grounded dealing with how the characters relate to each other and their problems and I released that this show's plot is how little girls imagine being an adult is like, how adult go on their lives trying to coexist and enjoying things children's think adult like but still has a very childish feeling, a couple of episodes were build around social cue normal adults will be used to but here the character are oblivious to them, not dumb or immature just naive, I don't have a problem with that bit it just feels kind of alien. Basically that is what has charmed me so far, it's very childish view of adulthood and I feel I will enjoy the whole show. Beside that the art direction is quiet enjoyable. The intro and outro themes are fashionable, I dunno about the music from the previews show but this time they feel like pop hits from today. The mise en scene is amazing, the whole town looks so utopian but above all like a toy, it's whole city that looks like a very expensive kindergarten or baby nursery and that's so charming. the overall look of the show takes from the previews one's cartoon modern aesthetic and ads gradients and textures feeling like a natural evolution and giving a feeling that reminds me of a late 00's flash game, I love it.

Episode 1 This episode starts with a newcomer cat coming to the town, Roxie (The overly excited dog) strolls him around and this is a very easy way to introduce the audience to the whole thing but this newcomer cat disappear soon enough to give room for the real plot, Roxie has to house sit for a friend but she is befriend by a gang of thots that get her in trouble. This is an example of a plot that could work in a serious story adapted for children under the filter of "this is how children thinks adults are like" and it's kind of accurate. Also on the thot gang there is a snail and I can't wrap my head around that, snails aren't cute and this one tried really hard to be cute but I'm not buying it. Plus in other episodes we see lots of animals that are traditionally not seen as cute and cuddly, that is surprising but kind of strange for me.

Episode 2 Roxie is now living with Jade (Goth black cat, very grumpy), Roxie wants to be a good friend and do something nice for jade who is immune to kindness, Roxie gets lots of idea from different people but none clicks with Jade. this is an innocent story about friendship, a deeper conflict filtered for children, fanboys will see this as lesbian romance and it really gives that vibe. Also in the bar/club were the main cast hangs out the barman is a fish in a ball full of water, that's so strange but now I'm wondering why on TV shows the main cast always has a restaurant, bar, cafe or something similar were they hang out and are friends with the people there, that's so irreal.

Episode 3 The pets go to a fair/amusement park, Jade learns to be friendly to a random raccoon that isn't a pet irl but found his way to the town by being nice. There isn't much here, it was a nice adventure.

Episode 4 Everybody on the town has something stolen, Roxie and Jade team up to solve the mystery inspired by the crime shows Roxie's owners watch. This whole thing felt like a fairy tale, a strange problem has a very common solution I expect most episodes to be like this, I don't know how to describe the "this" but I want to be proven wrong.

25 abr '18

Episode 5 We have an episode with a musical contest, this strikes me as such a girly thing, still the conflict goes on how Quincy (The fainting goat) can't sing but at the end they find him a place I don't have much to say beside that Quincy was really cute and that mouse guy that joined the cast came out of nowhere. I'm disappoint that the song they sang for the contest was hip hop, it wasn't memorable.

Episode 6 Roxie wants a slumber party and invites the rest of the female cast, it would had been funny if she had invited the guys but at least we get petunia (The thot sheep) and a duck from Edie's (The campy parrot) acting class. Tumblr has taught me that girl sleep overs are actually kind of boring and never like we see on TV, still Roxie wants to have a slumber party like on the movies rushing from activity to activity until she falls asleep and misses the real fun. I've mentioned that what charmed me about this show is that this is how little girls imagine adult life is like, grown women do not have slumber parties, they're similar but not called like that... the point is that in this episode the female crew were little girls without parents telling them to keep the noise down, just what the target audience dreams of. Also Roxie got a bouncy castle on her house but Jade ruined, was the that thing a rental? Did Roxie bough it with future plans? Either way is disheartening.

1 may '18

Episode 7 The episode goes with Roxie collecting old toys for charity, grabbing an old toy from Jade that later on turns out that it was very special for jade setting Roxy in a painful quest for it. At the end Jade lets go of her toy clown stepping into maturity and she adds that now Roxie makes her feel loved like that clown did and that ramps up the lesbian subtext like if there was no tomorrow. This was a nice episode, we saw lots of characters and places across the city, hell we even saw Jade's toy being take by a little kitty who was going around with her mom, that makes the city feel lived in and I love that.

Episode 8 Town fastest rabbit hit up on Roxie and Bev on the gym and for some reason the prepare to race against him and enlist an athletic dog that Roxie finds hot (beware shippers) and in top of that Petula gets into it teaming up with the fast rabbit and making the main gang bet for humiliation after the defeat. Incredibly they lose, the commenter on the event even said that rabbits are supposed to be fast and his victory was no surprise, so the audience celebrates the gangs effort because of how novel it was. At the end that resolution was actually very surprising it's refreshing to see a message like that.

10 may '18, night

Episode 9 So this episode opens with the girls doing yoga at the park, the mere fact of such thing makes me stop in my tracks. Anywho, this is now a Bev centric episode, this came late but it was good, Bev meets with an old turtle friend to get a backstage on a popular talk show and turns out the host that Edie admired so much is a jerk, nothing special but this show keep proving me that this is how little girls see adult life because this episode could easily be a chick flick

Episode 10 So this is an episode of Trip (The hamster) and Quincy (The goat) being best bro and doing manly shit like going on adventures but at the end the main conflict is fixed by talking seriously to each other. The last LPS cartoon and this one had a pair of guys that were best bros, Sunil and Vinny and now Trip and Quincy, an episode of them being bros and going into adventures is the last thing I would had expected in a show aimed a little girls, in cartoons aimed at girls male characters some times will play very big roles but this episode goes far beyond that and I should not be surprised about that because brotherhood is a thing that fascinates women so this may be some little girl's first yaoi ship, that's kind of concerning.

17 may '18, past midnight

Episode 11 Bev gets the main gang an invitation to a party on a cruiser with a royal corgi, this set up could had come from romance novel so I'm not surprised it's here and thinking about this episode it feels like a parody of a romance novel, I have never read one but this is the kind of thing I would expect of one. This set up fall apart in the end and we're reminded that this is a show for little girls, no couple kiss, social norms get broken and this formal party turn into madness with the main theme playing over it at the end. I don't know what to say about this plot except that the female goat Quincy met was cute but I'm sure we won't see her again.

Episode 12 I have to be honest, my hearing failed me and most of the dialog flew over my head, the plot deals with Bev doing something risky and the other pets trying to save her but at the end turns out their efforts were in vain, Bev didn't risk her life. A thing that really got my attention is that the main gang meets a spider, I always try to imagine how these character will look on the more human side of the anthropomorphism scale, like most furry characters but in this show we see so many species that rarely get furry art some times I have a hard time imaging them beyond their present design, kudos to the toymakers and the people behind the cartoon for stepping out of the comfort zone of cutesy and cuddly animals. Also I've mentioned that the shows theme is so up to date and I was wondering what'll be like to watch this in 40-50 years...

24 may '18, evening

Episode 13 This episode gets kind of paradoxical, the pets feel they've become too soft and decide to go camping to reconnect with their animal part by going to camp but I'm beyond sure even in their normal homes they're quiet domestic, they never been to a forest so their concerns are mis aimed. They get in some trouble but fix it all with teamwork and this made me notice that this show maybe more 'action' packed than what I thought before, it's not just petty drama but the pets do get in adventures.

Episode 14 Roxie caught Jade falling on her back, very different from any other cat. Roxie is incredibly incompetent keeping her mouth shout and so ends up telling everyone while runs around to tell people to not tell anyone. I don't know what to say. I can't really find a comparison for how would this plot go done in a more serious tone, I know it is about gossip but the set up is still too far out.

31 may '18, night

Episode 15 So when a an episode is interesting I have something to tell beyond the episode's plot but now I have nothing to say beside recapping stuff I've said before in other reviews. Jade becomes a fashion icon after this world's equivalent of [I really want to insert a reference here but I don't know any significant fashion bloggers, I was going to say Perez Hilton but he posts gossip and not fashion so I don't know] and everything she wears becomes a fad, Jade as the grumpy goth she is hates all this attention while Edie gets jealous. This plot doesn't have a clear adult equivalent, perhaps there is one but I have yet to see it. I'm afraid that my argument that this show is how little girls imagine the adult world to be like is crumbling.

Episode 16 remember the Sponge Bob episode 'Squirrel Jokes'? This is like an inversion of it. Quincy becomes a comedian making imitations of his friends, Edie was just on a TV PSA and people is laughing at her character through Quincy's imitation, but Quincy learns fast enough and pull an Andy Kaufman making an imitation of himself. I'm fascinated by how this is the opposite of a plot another cartoon did, such thing must had happen before but nobody must have noticed it. Also Quincy and Edie share an intimate moment at the end that is a tremendous shipper bait.

6 jun '18, night

Episode 17 So the pets get in a cruise once again, Bev's relative who is captain appears again and that's kind of a neat detail, they remember that character exists but I feel he's only a device to justify the pets getting into a cruise. Either way the plot of this episode is that the new act for the cruise's entertainment, a hypnotists husky, hypnotizes the crew and herself by accident leaving the ship unprotected, Bev takes over, uses our main gang as crew and is a terrible captain. The hypnosis scene gave me a tremendous "This is somebody's fetish" moment but thankfully the whole episode wasn't build around it. I'm feeling my argument of "this is how little girls imagine adult life is like" holds no basis anymore, the pets are in a life of endless vacations and petty drama, this isn't a soap opera like I imagined it'll go.

Episode 18 The pets are going camping, why? Why do they take vacations? They don't work! They live this life of endless leisure! — I can't with this anymore, these pets are trust fund babies... They tell scary stories around the campfire and we get clips of them but they're done in the normal style of the show feeling like they have no contrast. One of the stories mentions a human, a dog catcher being like the boogieman of this world, that was interesting but beside that there isn't much to this episode.

13 jun '18, night

Episode 19 So Jade fell into this fad of crystals but is keeping it in secret. It's a strange set up, Jade does seem self aware enough to know she defying the expectations of the people around her and that's is why she's is so weary of Roxie and Edie, because they'll make a big deal out of her acting different and that's a type of attitude she doesn't like but in my mind I have the feeling that Jade will embrace the fad and tell Edie and Roxy to buzz off but at the end this set up showed us how austere and secretive Jade is, I'm left puzzled.

Episode 20 Trip becomes a meme, but it's more like a meme from 2006, it's just an embarrassing video of him like the Star Wars kid. The joke goes is that Trip is oblivious to the fact he just humiliated himself and he goes around proud enjoying his fame to the point he organized a live show. Trip is a strange character because he doesn't have a defined gimmick, all the other characters from the main gang have something but Trip always felt flat on that matter, I think that before the show started the promotional material pointed towards him being a ninja(?) or an action guy but that hasn't been played too much in the show and even if the show was set on that being Trip's gimmick then this episode was a little out of character. Trip should have something but this episode doesn't help him to grow and had a really cheesy ending.

23 jun '18, night

Episode 21 So Edie gets all over herself, this time she takes a character out of the stage into the real world, she thinks she's a real psychic now and goes to the park, sets a tent and start to give predictions to the people. This episode addresses the criticism that 'psychics' relay on making ambiguous predictions to sound accurated once something fits the prediction but they don't go too deep with that and instead we have Edie snapping out of it mostly by herself. I don't know what to think but I feel that flavor of "this is what little girls imagine adult life is like" has returned.

24 jun '18, past midnight

Episode 22 So this episode deals with something I should had seen coming but now that I have it I'm kind of surprised. Roxy, Jade and Edie have to take care of a bunch or naughty and aggressive puppies, they fail but this setup really caught my attention, I don't remember many cartoon dealing with childcare and babysitting in this manner. I mean this is a show for little girls and the core audience may find the topic interesting but I can't recall seeing it on any other cartoon and that has made this episode so interesting for me.

5 jul '18, night

Episode 23 So Bev gets bored and decides to try roller derby after a team invited her to join. This episode reminds a lot of The Game of Their Lives, the movie that I just saw, Bev's team is full of losers who put no effort into the game, she struggles and struggles to rise them until they one one match and then they celebrate, it feels phony like in The game of Their Lives because they do not address the fact they they probably still come last in the league and who know if the team still had that fighting spirit after Bev left.

Episode 24 Trip becomes rich after selling his outlandish invention on Paw Tucket's equivalent of Dragon's Den. I remember I've said that I feel Trip doesn't have a gimmick but I feel one is growing on him, it's hard to explain but Trip is a guy who who falls into success and finds a way to ruin it, kind of like Kramer from Seinfeld but Trip has a very different personality. Still, it's too fuzzy to arrive to a conclusion yet, Either way I enjoyed the mise en scene on this episode, I want an office like Trip's. Also Quincy and Edie spend a lot of time together in this episode, is this ship baiting? I don't think a show for 4-6 years old girls would play with such a thing.

Episode 25 So Bev works as an assistant for the duo of magicians who are not getting along. The magician duo composed of a rabbit and a dog had an interesting gimmick, the rabbit is all serious while the dog clown around the tricks, they have an amazing dynamic in the stage and that reminds me a lot in 2001 I saw a live stage show of a magician and a clown with a similar dynamic, I just feel it's an amazing combination and seeing it again here really warmed my heart. On a similar note is sad that in the previews LPS show Sunil and Pepper never had an act like this together. The dog also reminds me of the argentine comedy troupe Les Luthiers for whom part of the joke is the fact that they look like serious performers of classical music. This was a really enjoyable episode and I hope we see more of the rabbit and dog due soon.

Episode 26 A shepherd dog arrives in town, Roxy and jade try to introduce him to the place but he falls over trying to run after a sheep, Roxie is kind enough to invite him to recover at their home but jade is having none of it. I think this plot has been done before, like one of those standard plot that cartoons recycle. Overall this episode was just bland, can't say much beyond hat.

Overall The first season isn't over yet, and I'll be reviewing the second part whenever it comes out. this show has charmed me, everything is cute and nothing hurts, specially the mise en scene, paw tucket feels like an utopia, where everything is shiny and clean, I want a place like it to be real so I can not live there and call its inhabitants rich assholes.

[bramlouisgreenfeld]

Tips for disencouraged writers 😿??

gosh i can’t believe people are asking me for writing advice given i haven’t written in like 30 years but

the first tip is that everyone has lapses in encouragement. you’re never going to love everything you write. sometimes your idea doesn’t work out, or it’s not as good as you imagined it, or someone else has done it better, or you can’t get it to go, or or or... there’s a million ways it can go wrong. losing the thread or not being successful super easily isn’t failure. the best thing is to keep trying until it does start to work. take any progress as good and build off it. (for instance, i have never written a full length story in my life, but my short stories have gone from ~1000 words to over 10k... progress!!)

and you can find encouragement in lots of different ways. from your passion for great stories - the fact that you have no way of experiencing this story except to write it - validation from friends/strangers on the internet/classmates - the reward of an increasing word count - the reward of doing something productive and creating something from nothing like a GOD - just, you know, the little things.

also, start with something easy. beginnings aren’t easy. but you know what is? that one scene you’ve been imagining since you first got the idea. that one great scene that’s gonna be so rewarding to write as soon as you get to it. spoiler alert: you don’t have to wait! use it as a writing exercise to get back into the swing of things and remind you of the joys of writing. you can always change it later - that just means you get to write it again!!!!!!!

all my advice i guess pretty much boils down to write anyway. it’s either that, or take a serious break. reading helps your writing. watching tv and movies helps your writing. engage in other people’s writing and think about what you like and don’t like, and when you come back to writing, it’ll be so much better. i promise this as someone who stopped writing entirely for multiple years to focus on school, then school stressed me out so much that i suddenly remembered that i really liked writing and- hey look ma i’m now planning on writing a book. so.

hope this helps

[viruswithsaas]

Roadburn 2018: day by day (2/3)

The festival kicked off on thursday and our original plan was to start with the Waste of Space Orchestra set that the organisation had commissioned for the festival but the line to enter the otherwise spacey 013 main hall was so disencouraging that we decided to enjoy the sun a bit longer and then check out the first Earthless set.

Like mentioned earlier, Earthless was one of the San Diego jam rockbands that more or less invaded Tilburg with sets all over the place with the first in the 013. Besides the Cheech & Chong version of jazz, jam rock is also a difficult genre for the audience. It requires some effort and an adventurous mindset and even then it is pretty much hit or miss. If the band is not “feeling” it, you can expect a half assed cacophony but if it’s good, it is a thing of wonder that will fill you up with delight. Earthless were definitely on a roll and sure, the guitar player had a bit of a Jimi Hendrix-complex and loved his wah-pedal very much, but it was a perfect opener.

Insect Ark in the hot, small and crowded Cul de Sac was less than perfect. Just like the show in Brussels one or two years ago, the doom duo started off awkwardly and didn’t pull itself together until the last third of the set or so. A shame because I like Insect Ark and love Ash Spungin’s drumming style; clever, never one hit too much or too few. Just like Meg White of the White Stripes but tighter.

After some much needed post-Cul de Sac rehydration, it was time for Cult of Luna’s final show with Julie Christmas. Don’t you just love her name? All joking apart, that was an amazing show, the post metal band played incredibly and la Christmas is an energetic Wednesday Addams-esque appearance that filled up the entire stage on her own.  With a landslide the highlight of the day, not even Weedeater, a proto-type stoner metal band with bears and gnarly fuzzes that rather plays loud than tight, could change that. Good times, good times. Maybe we were not as pro-active as we would like to have been but tomorrow we were going to change that.

But we didn’t. We started out with a plus two hour set of Motorpsycho. Weird thing is that I’ve seen the individual members with other bands but never with the “mothership”. So, I sort of knew what to expect but not really. Anyway, it was amazing. Its start was slow. Very slow but after the opening song the band kept the tempo up. Of course you had to be into instrumental 70′s styled jazz/heavy rock music to enjoy but euhm, yes, Motorpsycho, damn.

From Motorpsycho with its intricate, jazzy style to the hard, brutal and loud Converge playing the “You Fail Me” album (with another detour to rehydrate) and it was.... I can’t say. Metalcore is one of the few genres that I find awful (along with reggae) and although Converge is brainier than Five Finger Death Punch (not difficult, “plus bête, on meurt”) it never really connected with me.

Seen that we liked Earthless the previous day, we decided to head over to the new venue Koepelhal, basically a giant patched up warehouse but still very cool, and check out their set with singer Damo Suzuki. But given the monotony of the band and Suzuki, we quickly headed back to 013 for Godflesh which was equally monotonous but only much louder and with the compressors running red hot.

Luckily Igorrr was there to save the day with a superb electro-metal set, a drummer and two brilliant singers. It was fun, it was danceable and the theatrics of the singers gave it a bit of a cabaret feeling. Yes, a lot of the music was pre-recorded and blablabla but one, it’s 2018 so shut up about 1979 already and two, this shit was TIGHT AF! But, second day, all in all, we didn’t see as much as we would have liked. Third day was going to be different.

Euh, yeah kinda? We started off slowly by skipping Bell Witch playing the entire funeral doom opera “Mirror Reaper” but we saw the Húgsja set with Ivar Bjørnson (Enslaved) and Einar Selvik (Wardruna) which was gorgeous. It wasn’t too different from Wardruna, perhaps a bit more mellow and new age-y, but with Selvik’s esoteric vocals and the wonderful folk music, who really cares?

Panopticon had to deal with a bad soundmix but their furious, take-no-prisoners black metal went down easily. Not really super duper original but still good.

Last minute we decided to skip Boris, getting hydrated with friends, and Zola Jesus, because the headliner was coming up: the post rock titan collective that is Godspeed You! Black Emperor.

It was a brave decision of Roadburn to make this band the headliner of 2018. GY!BE is pretty much anti-headliner material. Long songs without a catchy chorus or vocal hooks, a style and aesthetic that feels more like an arthouse movie entrance than a full fledged band, bit of a murky image without a recognisable face and no hits, even by independent standards. During the show, I felt that many spectators didn’t bother check out the band before coming to Roadburn and were expecting something completely different. Well, fuck them because GY!BE was AWESOME! Close your eyes and you’ll see apocalyptic landscapes, fields of grass waving in the wind, comets flying by. A lot of bands say that they are all about the music but there is only one band that can and should make that statements.

After the brilliance of GY!BE came Thou x The Body and it was basically a fuckload of heavy noise. It has the sophistication of a donkey raping a goat and it even sounded like that too! But in its sloppiness and uncontrollable noise, it was fun.

Excellent third day!

Before heading back home to our own homes and showers, we wanted to see few more acts. The first was the other commissioned piece “Vánagandr: Sól án varma”, thank heavens for copy/paste, from the Icelandic black metal scene. This piece was just… wow… It was brutal, layered, dense and incredibly creepy. At moments it felt like the score for a horror movie. With a MIDI-controller, three guitars, drums, bass and four people singing, there was a lot going on and it packed enough variation and dynamics to keep this overwhelming 90 minutes long blastbeat fest interesting. The performance was spot on and the response to it was amazing.

A band that slipped under our radar but turned out to a pleasant surprise was Watter in the Green Room and a nice change of scenery. Watter played a mellow hybrid of alternative rock and soft electro. With all the super loud black metal mayhem going on in the main room, this was an oasis of tranquility. Perhaps this would sound a lot more boring on record but in the then current context it worked. In the main hall afterewards it was time for more black metal with Wiegedood. It was more straight forward and “simpler” than the commission from the far north but was at the time just a bit too much. Before getting in the car we wanted to catch another glimpse of the second set of Godspeed You! Black Emperor. This time the people were prepared for it, you could the many people sitting down and attentively listening, and the atmosphere was more relaxed and respectful. Again, GY!BE was by far the best thing of the entire weekend, no question about it.

Like stated earlier, Roadburn is at a turning point and the focus might change but the team behind the festival have crafted out their own little world where it can do as it pleases. With Heilung as headliner, it looks like we can expect another edition where anything could happen.

I used to say that Roadburn is always ahead of the curve but that no longer applies. Roadburn IS the curve.

[rainbowcitrin]

Who am I to write about this topic? With which authority?

I am a creative person. I discovered for myself that life should be filled with ANDS and not reduced to your job and responsibilities. I am interested in personal development, in finally starting to write and making projects happening, and in building new habits. We have many sources for information for that in the internet. But I somehow think it is good to be critical to what people have to say, scientifically speaking

Statement of „TEACHERS“ JUST START

People try to inspire people to start with anything by just doing it, just stop waiting or your prograstination, because the right moment will not come and every moment is as good as any other to start.

Retrospective, biased facette of truth

But… This cannot be true?  Isn’t this a simplification? Isn’t this a retrospective simplification what the biggest change for these people were to have achieved what they wanted to achieve?

Contra Argument via analyzing the opposite

Let’s make it clear. We all know there are wrong moments to start something new. We know that there are conditions making it harder to start. So moments or conditions opposite to those negative ones should be good starting conditions/ starting moments, right? So theoretically yes there should be good starting conditions, or in other words there should be better/good moments to start.

Contra Argument via analyzing the usability

Fact is that if every moment would be good enough to start then why does the problem exist in the first place that well we are not starting? Does an answer help which basically is not adressing the problem? The problem that the reality is not matching the theory? And why are we not able to just overcome our struggles to start with those inspiration speeches alone?

Because face it, if these inspiration speeches would in fact solve to problem by just telling people to start to start, there wouldn’t be so many out there telling the same thing, because successful knowledge does not have to be preached by many, since it becomes very quick common knowledge.

Appell to trust your instincts more

The reasons we are looking at these videos to to get started is because we want to prepare ourselves mentally and get advice how to make it easier for us to start, correct?

This means we know that these things must exist since we have this struggle that we cannot simply start, correct? It is common knowledge that preparation is a condition making it easier to start, right?

Therefore we are seeking information of these “teachers”, to prepare ourselves to make it easier to start. This is a facette of truth, that preparation is basically the key that can not even be denied by our quicker becoming world.

However, they do. And by doing so they are confusing your instincs without intention and you start blaming yourself (maybe) that it is not easy for you to start rightaway eventhough „the others/these teachers should be right and it should be the opposite, it should be easy to start by just simply starting“.

But no. You are right, they are right, but their right is not right for you and for a matter of fact they highly plausibly are overseening the beneficial conditions helping them to start since these conditions become so ordinairy for them that they did not remember them to be worth mentioning, neglecting the importance they are playing for them to be able to start and therefore not recalling them, mentioning them to us.

To start something new there are things we all already know  that we are needing them

To start something new, needs more concentration, energy, endurance since the results will not be great right from the start. So therefore you need to be patient with yourself, or motivate yourself that the development doesn t have to pay off right away since you are doing it to creat something, to have fun, impact something, or to develop your skills which at one point may become praiseworthy, in short there should be no pressure to succeed immediatly and a motivation for you to do it.

So this means conditions supporting you in this state of mind will make it easier for you to start and it is highly likely that you are in this moment in a condition your are lacking these condiditions or you would not struggle to get started.

Preparation.

Is it easy to start something new, if your day is full planed, if others are not interested in development or critising you if you are not perfect? Is it the right moment to start something new if you are at a critical point of your life? If you experiencing stress and worries and therefore are mentally only focusing on problems? Or if you are lonely or have other primary needs not meet yet and therefore cannot write alone at home?

To get a better answer, we have to pose a better question

So what is the right question to get a better answer helping you to start and respecting your struggles in starting?

How can I creat conditions making it easier for me to start?

But since this question needs more indeep, personalisied answers motivation teachers are not giving us this answer, since it is not an “universal truth”.

What is your situation right now, reading information to help you getting started?

If you are looking like me for others to help you, this means you are in a condition of stress believing that therefore others may know better since they are succesful and less troubled/stressed and have a different mindset which will help you faster to overcome your struggles like in a short cut, right?

However, these people don’t have anymore your/our struggles and their truth is the final truth you cannot use since you need the way truth, the step truth. Not the general true truth applicable for everyone (start by starting equals 1=1 correct but it is lacking any additional information which may help you overcoming your struggles)

You and I, we need help in getting to this point, they, the “starting teachers” already are setting as the starting point. And this frustrates and disencourages us, since they cannot see our struggles to even get to this point thinking it would be trivial?

So does the right moment to start basically anything exists?

So yeah, there is a right moment to start. The starting conditions are a determined, motivated (best intrinsic motivated), stressless mind with a set goal and you have to do it for any other reason than immediate success. Good nutritouns and a well rested mind can help too.

Well as you see, it is the moment, where beneficial conditions are coming together

And the circle of truth is closed

And you can start preparing these conditions in any moment

So you see, “they” are right start by starting,

however they skipped an important step before reaching even the starting line,

and therefore yes you and me we are also right, in our intuition that something has to be prepared or done before we can start since we are struggling to start.

The struggle is real, so here my apell to ourselves

ALWAYS TRUST YOUR PERCEPTION

just because your truth is not fitting the truth of others (yet), both truths can still be correct, and you just have to discover the transformation action these truths start overlaying and then you can start following their advice

[iwritetohelpdestressmyself-blog]

I am allowed to express emotion

Ever since i was young, a baby, i was told not to cry, not to be a fucking brat, not to show my expression, my frustation, my anger and this led to me bottling up my emotion over the years.. I never yelled at my mother when i was younger in fear of physical or verbal punishment. I always looked down at others for venting their emotiions in public. I tried to keep a straight face, yea, you know that one.. the “ RESTING BITCH FACE”. I was quite quiet at a young age, during middle school others have helped me show more, be silly, and one girl would always want me to scream in a crowd, show a act or defience, get a reaction, I always though that she was a annoyance, a person without manners, a person that was annoying and bothering me. She made me relize that i was using the resting bitch face, i think that she didn’t want to be rude, she probably didn’t know herself and others that they wanted a reaction from me, They wanted me to be more than i was, be more emotional, be more exciting to say at least. 

i recently read a bit of Acting for the Camera, and a quote, showing that its a right to show emotion and although you were disencouraged in your early life  its alright to do so. 

Several Excepts  from Tony Barr’ Acting for the Camera:

Chapter 9: Emotions

“Since the free expression of emotion is taboo in our culture, by the time we are young we are young adults we have successfully locked our emotional instruments so that they are not responsive to stimuli. From the time we are little children we are told, “ don’t yell, don’t holler, don’t cry, be a good boy, be a good girl”, to the point where we feel that it is wrong to cry or to get angry or- and this is the most tragic thing of all-- to experience pure extravagant joy. We are so burdened with guilt for giving expression to the impulses we were born with that we ver carefully padlock them in sone deep corner and throw away the key. 

All healthy children are born fully equipped with all their emotions and senses available and responsive. As infants, we need no instruction to cry because our diapers are wet and we feel uncomfortable, or because we are hungry and our stomachs hurt; we need no instructions about when or how to laugh when something pleases us; we need no help getting sore as hell when the breast or bottle is taken away before we’re through with it. We are born all free little animals, and what we must do when we decide to become actors is to learn once again to become an animal and then, through our craft and talent, to discipline that animal so that it is effective to an audience.

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It boils down to one thing: play the truth. Don’t exaggerate. Don’t try to articulate with anything but what is honest. And be simple. 

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Emotions are often difficult for the actor to achieve because in real life he is ashamed to reveal that he is capable of experiencing them. One good excercise is to stand in front of a group of people and say to each one at least once, “I have the right to cry,” if being unable to cry is your problem, or “ I have a right to ge angry,” or “I have the right to be happy.” (You find that that is the toughest of all; don’t be suprised if you do.) This excercise is really connected to some of Dr.Braden’s work, whicch was mentioned in Chapter 5. Many times we do no express an emotion because we have been taught it is wrong to do so, and we need to learn to believe that all emotions or sensory responses-- whichever and whatever--- belong to us and are part of us, and we have a right to experience and express every single one of them. 

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A young actor once approached Spencer Tracy with a number of questions about acting, finally asking if there was any one thing he considered most important. Tracy looked at him for a moment and said, “ Well, acting is fine, as long as you don’t get caught at it.”

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I highly reccomend Burr’s Acting for the Camera!

[rhysthehighlord]

Review: Rhapsodic by Laura Thalassa

3 Stars for Callie and Des

You can also read this review on my goodreads.

 "From flame to ashes, dawn to dusk, for the rest of our lives, be mine  always, Desmond Flynn."

I have to admit that I only started reading this book, because I heard that it had a lot of similarities to the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas. And while this is true, compared to Acotar this book is lacking.

Callie is the violence and sex loving kind of a siren. She can glamour people into doing whatever she wants. I liked her, but she wasn't completely relatable for me. She was interesting because of her miserable past and all of her impulsive reactions and actions. But sometimes I really just shook my head at her. I liked it that she used her powers to make the world a better place.

Des, is the Bargainer and the King of the Night Kingdom. Sadly his appearance didn't scream sexy at all to me. Everything he does and says does tho. Maybe it's just that I don't like white/silver hair and silver batlike wings. Also his name - Desmond Flynn - it's sounds so normal, not like some mysterious and dangerous King of the Night. He is a fairy (everytime Callie called him 'fairy', I could only think about 'Tinkerbell', but I guess it's because I'm so used to 'fairies' being called 'faes' in Sarah J. Maas' books) and a hard nut to crack.

I loved the relationship between Callie and Des. Even tho he is dangerous and women better stay thehell away from him, with Callie he has this softer side, that would do anything for her. I just have a weakness for the 'bad guy' falling in love with the 'good girl' and acting in a special way around her. Also it was sexy as hell.

Sadly Callie and Des were the only developed people in this story. Callie, for example, has a best friend named Temper and by the end of the book I still didn't know what kind of a supernatural 'species' she belongs to. Other side characters were glossed over too.

The story was just too focused on Des' and Callie's relationship, and while this was done beautifully, the rest of the story was underdeveloped. The plot was basically unexistend.

I didn't mind it that the story alternates between the past and the present. We got some really cute scenes because of it. But near the end it got confusingand I think Laura confused some of the events too. Like I'm pretty sure there were some thing present-Callie was supposed to know already.

This story was supposed to not only be about Callie paying back her 322 (!) debts to Des, but also about the missing warriors/sleeping women/weird children. But like I already said this part of the story was way too short. I get it that Laura doesn't want to resolve everything in this book, since this is going to be a series, but tbh she could've easily wrapped everything up in this book. It just feels as if she deliberately left out stuff to have something to continue the story.

The worldbuilding was ok, but nothing spetacular. We have several kingdoms and tbh I had difficulties in imagining everything. Even tho it was described. And there were some very weird things that just seem so random, like a city named 'Somnia', which means 'the land of sleep and small death', 'sleep' I get, but 'small death'??

Since I read this book because of Acotar, I couldn't not compare it to Sarah J. Maas' books and they're just so much better, that this book pales in comparison.

This shouldn't disencourage you from reading this book tho. It was still a decent read and I'm curious enough to keep reading this series. And I guess if you like the Acotar series, especially Acomaf, or just fairies/sirens in general it's worth it to take a look at this book.                                              

[coolkat122]

HHumanStella x FemReader AU

  Hello this Fanfic was brought to you by DragonStar sponsored by winxwasmychildhood.org  which was made possible by viewers like you enjoy. In this au Stella doesn’t know any of the winx girls and there are no fairies whatsoever which means no magic or other such things just normal humans okay? _________________

I was at my house helping a classmate with her homework which wasn’t going as well as I would have liked it too. No matter how many times I told her or in how many ways I tried to explain it she wasn’t getting it and it was low-key driving me crazy.

I was really trying not to show it cause I honestly really did want to help her with her grades and I felt that her seeing how annoyed I was getting would only disencourage her. As I was trying to teach her I could tell her mind was on something else which I wish I had noticed it sooner.

“Stella are you okay?” Her eyes snapped from her school work to mines in a slightly widen state before going to normal as a fake smile came to her face.

“Why of course, why wouldn’t it?” She looked a little tense as she replied and swirled the chair around to face me.

“Well you seem to have your mind on something else instead of what I’m trying to tutor you on” I explained as I pointed to the book.

Her eyes glanced at it for a bit before shaking her head and waving her hand in a dismissive way. “That’s barely anything darling, as you probably know I’m not much into studying” 

“I’m just a little bored is all but I’m sure that I’ll learn this no problem” She said as she span around in circles in the chair before stopping, facing the desk. 

“Are you sure cause it’s almost time for you to go home and the test is due tomorrow and you barely learned anything…like at all” She perked up in a panicky way before shoving the book in my face.

“Whaaa? Hurry up and teach me this” I sighed and grabbed the book, and tried teaching her and surprisingly she got it all in time which just proves that there was something obviously bothering her but I  just didn’t know what and before I could consider prying into her personal business and asking her she had already gathered up all of her stuff and left.

I  watched as she hopped into the limo that was sitting there for hours as I were teaching her and I knew the poor guy was sitting in it the whole time cause I never once heard the car drive off which left me feeling bad for him for having to wait so long to take her home.

~Next day~

I was walking off to my next class when I heard someone screaming from excitement and loud footsteps rushing in from my rear, raising a brow I turned around to see what who it was out of curiosity but all I saw was a blur before falling onto the ground due to the body weight from who I can only guess to be the blonde I was tutoring.

“Ow” Was what I was barely able to squeeze out from my lips due to something crashing me in what I  could only guess was a death hold til she finally  let me go and I was able to breathe properly again.

But the relief for that was short-lived when paper was shoved in my face. “Look I got a good grade, see, see?” I gently pushed it back so I could see it clearly. 

And it was definitely better than what I’ve heard that she normally gets. “That’s great, now could you get off of me?” She did just that as she held me up then did a little dance with her grade.

Once she was done dancing she stopped and looked at me with bright eyes. “Hey why don’t I treat you for helping me?” Before I could decline she grabbed me by the arm and rushed off with me and took me to her limo.

“Wa-” As I was ever so kindly ‘placed’ Inside she had her driver take us to a very pricy looking cake shop and lead me inside were she’s ordered two cakes for us.

As I reluctantly ate it before confidently eating more and as it started to become less cake and more plate with crumbs the two of us talked and it was very pleasant despite the constant talk about me needing to update my wardrobe.

And it wasn’t long before that one treat as thanks turned into her taking me shopping, probably shouldn't have told her that I wasn't willing to spend any of the cash I have on high priced clothes though most of the stuff she got was for her but she was able to convince me into letting her get me  a shirt or two but that was it. I wasn’t exactly comfortable with people buying me stuff, I don’t know why but it never felt right to me so besides special events I pretty much just turned down any time it was offered.

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As time passed it was now time to call it a day she dropped me off home. “It was fun spending time with you _______” I nodded and agreed.

“Yeah it was”  Her smile widened.

“We should do it again sometime and don’t think I’ll take no for an answer” She said as she saw that I was about to turn it down. 

“Alright I won’t” She nodded happily before telling her driver to go as they drove off she waved to me until she was out of sight or so I assume she stopped once I was out of view it would be pretty weird otherwise.

I  walked inside my house and took off my shoes before heading to my room to call up my cousin to apologize for missing out on our little online chess matches the two of us would do from time to time. She understood especially when I explained the cause.

"Sounds like she's a bit of a handful" I laughed. 

"That's a understatement" I replied back to her previous statement.  

"I better get going I have a experiment that needs working on" She said as I nodded and we said our goodbyes. I leaned back in my chair as I thought back to Stella and I thought about how she was acting now compared to yesterday.

"I don't know maybe she was having a off day" I said to myself before catching up on some extra schoolwork, I just hope it was an off day. 

______________________  Short sorry about that but I couldn’t think of what else to do.

[streets-in-paradise]

Fool

Troy Reader Insert Oneshot 

Word Count: 1.187

Pairing: ( Pre War) Paris x Healer Reader

Genre: Fluff with some funny elements.

Warnings: None

Summary: The reader is the daughter of the most famous healer of the city, a friend of the royal family, and she has a long time crush on Paris. He never seemed to be interested on her untill she returns from a long trip she made with her mother and his ways around her start to change. She doesn’t want to let him know that she reciprocates his feelings because she is afraid of getting hurted. Instead of being disencouraged, Paris keeps chazing her even to the cost of making a fool of himself. 

Disclaimers: This is for @spideyanakin​ , who asked me for a Paris x Reader just at the same time i was plotting the idea. This is slyghtly inspired in a less grimm approach for the story of Paris and Oenone. Since in the legends she is a ninph who knows a lot about healing, here the reader is a healer but that’s all. The backstory is invented by me and this is in Troy’s universe so i had to go for a human character for the reader. Also, there is a small reference to another reader insert of mine. I kinda connected everything accidentally. 

Tags: @yerevasunclair​ @hrisity12​ 

 The most remarkable trojan healer and her daughter returned from a long trip to Egypt. They were away from their homeland for almost a year, received under the goodwill of cultural exchange between nations as experts in the most notorious aspect of cultural development of their city. King Priam threw a party in honour of their return, he was absolutely pleased with the outcome of the trip as well. The celebration was esplendid. They were the center of attention and they got plenty of time to share their stories about the magnificent experience of sharing knowledge with people of such a glorious civilization. The young lady was a bit more unused than her mother to those sorts of travels, since it was the first one she ever joined her in one. She had a lot of amazing details to tell about her first trip. During the party,she felt slightly strange after noticing she was being the focus of all the stares. She was dressed in egyptian fashion, with garments that were gifted to her by the pharaohess herself. Everyone asked her about it and her old friend, the princess, recommended her to relax and enjoy the well deserved attention. 

  She started to feel in the mood for it only when she noticed a particular person staring at her. Paris, the youngest prince and her long time crush, seemed to be in awe while glancing at her. She was aware of the rumours about him, claiming he was an insatiable seductor, but she couldn’t help to feel a bit of weakness around him even after all the time that passed. She was used to being seen by him as only a friend of his little sister and that was his usual attitude with her. He never displayed any form of interest, not in the way in which he was usually seen chasing other girls. Then, after a year of not seeing him, he was looking at her like if she was an entirely different person. It was the way in which she always wanted to be seen by him. The soft stare of his brown eyes set on her with admiration and curiosity, as if he was trying to figure out who she was even when they already knew each other. 

  He didn’t approach her directly that night, probably because his sister was keeping an eye on him, guessing what he wanted to do, and he didn’t want to upset her. Paris’s interest became obvious during the first week of work she had in the houses of healing. Since she came back and assumed the position that was destined to her there the prince started inventing excuses to show up. Those started as quasi logical requests and became insanely ridiculous over time. A headache, a stomach ache, lack of sleep, a scraped leg,anything seemed like a good reason to look for the healers, expecting to be attended by her.

“ Paris, you can’t keep doing this. You will get me into trouble.” she warned him when he saw him coming for the eighth time in six days. 

“ Why?  You are fulfilling your duty of watching over my health. I require your delicate touch because I am a more delicate man than my brother and you have the softest hands on the kingdom.”  He replied innocently, glancing at her with his sweetest expression. 

“ You are not sick. Everybody knows it already.” 

“ It could be something on the inside. I could be dying.” He exaggerated 

“ You know? It is curious how in this week I have seen you more often than I ever did.” 

“Isn’t that proof of how serious i am? I feel terrible, I could faint anytime” 

“ Or maybe you just decided to notice that i exist?” She replicated, showing her annoyance. 

   Paris passed the threshold of the door and sat directly over a table she was using. He looked at her like a lost puppy while getting in the middle of her work, showing how desperate for attention he was. 

“ Do you really have such a low concept of me? I have always been fond of you. Now I just happened to discover a different side of you I crave to keep knowing… I also have an insufferable pain on my shoulders.”  

“ Archery lesion?” 

“ You will have to see it for yourself..” He teased her.

He didn’t give her time to start checking before pulling off the upper section of his garments, displaying his shoulders and back and trying to be seductive about it. 

“ You are dumber than what I remembered.”  She mocked him. 

“ But you remember me and that’s enough.”  He replied, smiling pridefully. 

She started to examine the area being very careful with her touching. At some point, Paris did an obvious acting, pretending to be in pain. 

“ You are a terrible actor and a fool. Luckly for you, I have a weakness for fools. What do you really want from me?” 

“ Some of your attention to ask you out and maybe a back massage?” He suggested in a clumsy attempt of honesty. 

“ I didn’t spend a year studying with egyptian healers to end up giving you back massages like a common caretaker. Look for another fool.” 

“ I am not fooling you.” He reassured her.” You are right, I’m a fool. I had seen you around my sister since you were little girls sharing your firsts lessons and i didn’t pay enough attention. I saw you at that party and I lost my mind over you. Maybe I needed enough time without seeing you to realize what I was missing.” 

“ I bet you had said nice things like that to every girl in the city at least twice. I would like to, but i don’t believe you.” She simply stated.

Instead of disencourage him, her reply made him get more determination.

“ You don’t do it now , but you will someday. I’m not a quitter, I will keep trying until you will be entirely convinced of how you had enraptured my heart since that night in which I saw you dressed like a foreigner goddess… What’s the name of the egytpian goddess of love?” 

She chuckled. That was what she liked the most about him, his clumsy humour and his positivity. 

“ Hathor. ”  She corrected him. 

“ Well, you are more beautiful than her and I have been blinded by my stupidity. Can you forgive a fool and give him another chance?” 

She remained silent for a while. The sweet bliss of Paris’s face as he waited full of hope was killing her. Internally, all she wanted to do was to kiss his perfect lips and hush his fears of rejection. At the same time, she didn’t want to leave things so easy for him. She gave him a short peck over the commissure of his lips. Short enough to tease him and confusive enough to make him doubt if she really tried to go for his cheek or his mouth. His confusion was evident and she thought it was the most adorable thing in the world.

“ Put in a bit more effort and i may consider it.”