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janiedean · 5 years ago

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I resent the ask even if probably I wouldn’t have had the need since that person blocked me and guess what I never even talked to them ever nor I had an idea of their existence until now so I guess I’m now on some sansan blocklist? K THEN FINE, but lmao.

like.

the hilarious conclusion of that ‘meta’ saying ‘DON’T REDUCE SANSA TO SANDOR’S LOVE INTEREST BC SHE’S A MAIN AND HE’S NOT’ when the entire damned point is that sandor is her love interest not the contrary is rich, but lmao. RETHINKING THE UNKISS. obviously the fact that sansa makes it up is based on trauma, but the entire damned point is that she thinks he kissed her and then basically she spends all the time going like OH BUT HE KISSED ME, HA BUT HE CERTAINLY DIDN’T KISS THEM and she’s thinking about it like it’s a badge of pride and she starts it when she’s sure she’s going to get married with someone and it keeps on going when people actually kiss her nonconsensually...... and when you dream that your first kiss/boyfriend/relationship is 100% the material of romance like sansa does and circumstances make it sure that you have no agency over who you get to kiss, if you actively make up a thing that never existed in that sense ie you’re sure that someone else kissed you before everyone else could... you won’t choose someone you don’t want to kiss.

you’re going to choose someone you do want to kiss.

like the fact that out of every single person she could choose sansa decides that it’s sandor who took that kiss from her and not anyone else and she’s 100% convinced of it means that she’d rather think that HE took it out of everyone so she can tell herself that her first kiss was with someone she wants not so deep down (and she superimposes it on blackwater because it’s the only timeframe in which he could have presumably done that) than admit to herself that her first kiss was with someone that she despises or that she didn’t want to kiss.

that’s the entire fucking point of that and if these people stopped trying to deny that sansa stark uses sandor clegane’s memory as a coping mechanism maybe we’d get somewhere.

also: by the time we got to asos/affc, sansa is not eleven. sansa is a teenager with teenager fantasies which, guess what, also happen to be sexual which is a thing these people really have a problem admitting (yes teenagers think about sex, yes teenagers have fantasies, yes teenagers have wet dreams both men and women, do get on with the damned program), and every single one she’s had has been about sandor because the moment she’s forced to marry tyrion and the willas possibility goes up in flames and no one on the tyrell side smuggles her out or anything she stops thinking about loras if she hadn’t before, from then on if it’s someone it’s sandor.

spoilers if these people didn’t grasp the concept: sansa stark is into sandor clegane to the point she has legitimate sexual fantasies about him and sansa stark is into sandor clegane to the point that he is her literal coping method to survive the fact that her fantasy of being in a love song is being torn to pieces by each single person around her, sandor clegane is the only man referred to as brave and gentle and strong in sansa’s pov which are, oh, wait, the qualities the man she deserves/who’s worthy of her ned listed way back in book one, sandor clegane is literally the only person who’s looked out for her in KL since ned died before she marries tyrion except that he’s not actually related to the people who orchestrated her brother and mother’s death (no shade to tyrion I actually am 100% fine with sansatyrion and if it was book endgame I wouldn’t be disappointed tho obviously I’m on the other train), sandor clegane left his cloak on her floor after blackwater and she fucking kept it and put it on, sandor clegane put that damned cloak on her in that scene we know of, sandor clegane had a scene with her in the beginning where he tells her about how he ended up with half of his face burned that’s fucking ripe with knighthood imagery because if you think sansa putting a hand on his shoulder when she tells him his brother is no true knight has no significance in this context sorry but you’re wrong, and the fact that it’s a relationship with problematic elements same as 99% of the relationships in these books doesn’t mean that you can actually ignore all the goddamned symbology thrown in your face.

also the fact that nothing happened between them in that sense when she was too young to know what she wanted and he was a complete mess but when they meet again she’s going to be a way more confident and older person who will definitely know what she wants and he will have done the equivalent of going to westeros rehab and a) will have quit drinking b) won’t hate himself as much as he did last we saw him should even out most of those problematic elements, which is also why every goddamned single sansan shipper in existence that I know of doesn’t think that the two of them doing anything more than what already happened during acok was a good idea and why every goddamned sansan shipper in existence would argue for them being a thing when she’s old enough to know what she wants and he’s not getting ptsd flashbacks every other second and he’s not drinking himself blind to forget about it.

like, I know that coherency is asking too much from this fandom but for the love of everything that’s holy to these people I just wish that they would stop twisting text around to deny a thing that’s there. if I spent all of that time negating the very likely chance that canon jon/erys might happen in the books as well I’d drive myself insane, which is why when it inevitably happens I’ll roll my eyes and hope grrm writes it better than the show even if jon/erys is very low on the list of ships I would pay to see canonized for good. there’s no goddamned point grasping at straws like that, thank you and I said everything I had to say on the topic.

#1 #2 #3 #4 #5 #sansan wank #sansan for ts #janie writes meta #whaaat the hell #abuse cw #some people never had to analyze books they hated in class i guess #Anonymous #ask post

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baekhvuns · 3 years ago

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Queen of spoilers we wouldn't mind you telling us everything about Bodyguard, we'll still read it anyway, just saying 👀

Omg I forgot about Lu Han, what is he even up to right now? I watched some of the early episodes, especially the ones with my lady Dilraba, but Yuqi, Xukun and [redacted] had some cute and funny moments together, so I liked watching them.

It's a song with Beomgyu, Soobin and Taehyun I was shook too, only proves I'm bad at distinguishing their vocals 😬 I know Yeonjun's, Beomgyu's and Soobin's sometimes. Ahhhh taste, Ghosting is so nice MORE DREAM POP IN KPOP PLEASE!

Omg fave songs??? I have so many bestie, especially for bgs, so maybe I'll list some of the ggs, well I love The Boys and Gee (I used to like Gee ironically but I think I legit love it lol) by SNSD, Fire by 2ne1, Nobody by Wonder Girls, BEG Abracadabra (shout out to Seonghwa now give us a full cover baby) - the classics. I have so many 2nd gen gg fave tracks I can't remember honestly, back in the day I used to listen to girl groups mostly. But the ones I play the most are: GI-dle OMG, Lion, Hwaa, Twice Cry For Me, Espresso, Last Waltz, Can't Stop Me, Mamamoo Hip, Pristin V Get It and Pristin Black Widow, Stayc So Bad, Apink Dumhdurum, Weki Meki Cool, CLC's Hobgoblin and Helicopter, Exid DDD, Itzy Not Shy, Wannabe and Loco, 4Minute Crazy, Nature Girls, Dreamcatcher Boca and Scream, Purple Kiss Zombie and Ponzona, Everglow La Di Da, Dun Dun, First, Pirate... and many many more. Btw do you know Pixy? My girls served another creepy and witchy come back 🥰 And shout out to Sunmi's Gashina and Heroine, some of my fave kpop songs ever <3333

Turmeric milk noooo... but like warm milk?! 🤚🏻 I've heard of it, but nooooo, same with milk and honey.

Well I don't know I'm not gonna write the AU myself 😭

YEAH just stare at all the products and give up, exactly. Not sure if I would go for any specific hairstyle, I just need some of the hair goneeee. My hair is wavy and all over the place so it's a bit difficult to have a nice haircut without styling it </3

My god two helpless simps, I would like to see it, especially the way Y/N warms up to Seonghwa against her will.

I wanted to send you the second tweet LITERALLY ME AS A FANSITE idydjudjdndnsjs it's like the camera person showing Seonghwa's crotch during Wonderland - focusing on the priorities I see

Hehe first thing I saw in the morning

Also 😭😭😭😭 he's so aiqyqhwgshhahshs

Us at a fan sign I'm sure

I started watching mew Hwang In Yeop drama, he's out of high school but romancing his professor instead and I'm... conflicted, love noona romance but 🥴 it's called Why Her? - DV 💖

hi hello!! bestie i answered this ask fully but it logged me out 😭😭

Queen of spoilers we wouldn't mind you telling us everything about Bodyguard, we'll still read it anyway, just saying 👀

LMFAOOOO PLS I REVEAL THE ENTIRE FIC IF I SAY ONE MORE WORD 😭😭😭😭 I BECOME BAEKHYUN WHEN IT COMES TO SPOILERS

luhan’s so pretty i miss his presence 😭😭😭😭 ,, i think hes more focused on acting now but still does music on the side like his earlier songs were chefs kisses like medals and catch me when i fall t E A R S,,,, OH MY GOD DILRABAAAAA I USED TO SHIP HIM AND HER JVCJC THEY HAD SUCH NICE CHEMISTRY omg xukun’s so hot,, he reminds me of this enhyphen (???) member sunghoon- omg did u watch the chinese ver of wanna one where lay judged?? RLY ONE OF THE BEST BGS

YESS MORE DREAM POP IDK WHY GROUPDS DONT DO THEM OFTEN ITS A RLY UNDERRATED GENRE 😭😭😭😭 like they do it sometimes but when they do its an ultimate classic so good, currently writing a petition for groups to do this more,, ateez better holding them on gunpoint

BESTIEEEE THE BOYS IS SOOO GOOD I USED TO WATCH EVERY GROUP COVER IT ON REPEAT,,, PLSS PRISTINS GET IT >>>>>>> what a taste bestie immaculate taste BRO EVERGLOWS DUNDUN ALBUM IS SO GOOD??? NO LIE IS SO GOOD & PLAYER >>>>> i know pixy!! warched them while waiitng for ateez to get on their inkigayo stuff and THEIR PRESENCE IS TRULY CAPTIVATING THO IDK MOST THEIR SONGS 😭😭😭😭 heroine >>> gashina,,, heroine is such a nostalgic sound i wish she did more songs like that 😭😭😭😭

Turmeric milk noooo... but like warm milk?! 🤚🏻 I've heard of it, but nooooo, same with milk and honey.

MILK AND HONEY????// 😭😭😭😭 turmeric milk is disgusting esp bc it got flakes in it too -100% never rec

Well I don't know I'm not gonna write the AU myself 😭

IN THE DREAMS !!! manifesting it for u <3

YEAHHHH 😭😭😭😭 nAURRRRR THAT MUST BE HARD TO DEAL WITH,, i once went for a haircut, idk what she did but she rly slimmed my hair and its never grown back to its original self,, my mom still curses the hairstyler to this day fbsdb

My god two helpless simps, I would like to see it, especially the way Y/N warms up to Seonghwa against her will.

EXACTLYYYY HELPLESS SIMPS 😭😭😭😭 yn would ABSOLUTELY HATE WARMING UP TO HIM 😭😭😭😭 and he,,,, he might like it <3333

I wanted to send you the second tweet LITERALLY ME AS A FANSITE idydjudjdndnsjs it's like the camera person showing Seonghwa's crotch during Wonderland - focusing on the priorities I see

LMFAOOOOOO JCVASJCBAH STOP DO U RMR THE YUNHO ONE WHERE HIS DIGNITY WAS BLURRED 😭😭😭😭 I WONDER IF HE KNOWS BC IF I WERE HIM ID BE PROUD BUT ALSO EMBARRASSED 😭😭😭😭

Hehe first thing I saw in the morning

HIS FACE CARD NEVER DECLINES, NEVER GOD I JUST WANNA SEE HIS MOTHER BC MISS MAAM GIRLIE AUNTY WHAT HAPPENED

Also 😭😭😭😭 he's so aiqyqhwgshhahshs

LMFAOO HES GOTTA STOP IM OVER THE EDGE WITH DELULUISM

Us at a fan sign I'm sure

1000% WE BOTH GET DIFF COLOURED ONES AND MIX AND MATCH AND BOOM FANSIGN 😭😭😭😭 no but i hope atinys do it 😭😭😭😭

I started watching mew Hwang In Yeop drama, he's out of high school but romancing his professor instead and I'm... conflicted, love noona romance but 🥴 it's called Why Her? - DV 💖

BESTIE I SAW THIS aND IS IT GOOD???? my brother watches it and its all he can talk about 😭😭😭😭 HEY NOONA ROMANCE BUT TEACHER???? j-jail???

bestie two quizzes,,, one ,,,, two

#✉️ : ask #dv 💖 anon

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krystynasierbien · 8 years ago

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There’s a Glenn Greenwald in all our Heads — He Mustn’t Be Destroyed.

So you found my message in a bottle on Copacabana beach, or in the sea; which evidently you got in to ‘fetch’; Congratulations,

Hiya,

It is right now twilight in my leafy sanctuary, and the amphibian purr of the rainforest — that ethereal constant, by now so familiar and so dear I know that to it, I have surrendered an enclave of my being — has prompted first, inclination to cleanse these half century worn muscles with my nightly yoga skit on the porch as the dogs run around outside like mad cats beneath the encroaching romance of the moonlight, then the compulsion to write this letter, by hand and by candlelight to you, a complete stranger, with free time only a lack of internet access could realistically inspire.

You see it poured with rain earlier; there was yet another power-cut, and the lines have been down for hours now. Which is too bad. My sort-of-boss wanted to get in touch this evening to discuss whatever legal issues hover over my latest, and for that reason, presumably, LOL, still yet to be published article.

The delay’s all been thanks to The Deatheaters at GCHQ: Who once again have gotten in touch with their specious appeals to “wahhh, ah, don’t publish, national security!” when in this instance all they seem to want to do, in fact all they ever seem to want to do is cover their own sorry incompetent asses. And don’t get me started on Professor Sir David Omand De Pfeffel III or whatever his name isn’t — that guy. That sneering, contemptuous, duckbilled platypus of a man who, if not shuffling along the corridors of the War Studies department at Kings College London, mumbling to himself and his colleagues about “The Terrorists” can be found on UK television waving classified documents redacted to the point of incoherency in Channel 4 News’ John Snow’s face; lambasting him for “not covering the story accurately” and causing “needless fear and confusion.” Omand’s open disdain for the public is obscene and astounding. The UK is astounding. But would Omand debate me Live, and face to face, about the broader implications of mass surveillance at its current technological velocity, hmmm? No, of course he wouldn’t. Because obviously he knows that GG (emphasis MINE) would wipe the floor with him.

Stepping back, you know it’s actually quite funny, ironic even. I think? I’ve mentioned this in interviews before of course although it certainly bears repeating here too. My sort-of boss, this guy, this Ebay guy, Pierre Omidyar. Mmmm-hmmm, that’s right, get this: Well, Pierre can’t get in touch with me a lot of the time because of the outages, yet he’s a multi-billionaire computer and technology whizz with coalescing political, philanthropic and entrepreneurial goals (that’s PPE to you, British establishment! LOL.) The point is none of that stuff makes a difference here. Not money nor status nor expertise, and tidbits such as these keep me grounded. You know, those little reminders that even one of the most influential and tech-savvy people in the world, not to mention a bestselling author and journalist whom reports on cutting edge computer technologies as weaponised by the burgeoning global security state, aka yours truly, me, Glenn Greenwald, that’s right bitches, are subject to the whim of a tropical downpour and temperamental public infrastructure, just like everybody else. Which means often Pierre and I are unable to email or even call one other for this reason, let alone encrypt our communications. Hell — I can barely encrypt!

But no matter because here in the rainforest. The rainforest in which I live. The rainforest from which I conduct most of my adversarial business in between regular trips back and forth to the US to attend MSM interviews & a variety of public and private speaking engagements, nature’s obstacles usually prevail. And I respect that.

I love not man the less; but nature more. I love not man the less, but nature more. This quote, by Lord Byron of all people rolled over in my head as I walked the dogs today, and it seems to make more sense with the so-called passage of so-called time. Nevertheless civilisation, free speech, civility, order — not too much though — also justice, always justice, justice applied to the largest and yes at times even the most mundane aspects of public life, has really always been my passion. And yet still, still, I feel most at home in the lushness, solitude and natural lawlessness of the jungle; where civilisation’s most concrete hallmarks and affectations are relatively scarce. I am conscious of this duality and honestly I’m still not sure what to make of it. What I do know is that the eleven adorable rescue pups David and I adopted from the local santuário animal a couple of years back really have transformed our lives for the better. We feel a deep-seated affection for our unruly four-legged companions; who have become a necessary counterforce to the many stresses our working hours burden us with. Each has a unique personality and complex emotional needs. This is how I personally have experienced every dog I’ve crossed paths with in all my forty nine years. And you know what? To me that’s life affirming. You see the dogs help me help myself let go of all that rage. The kind of debilitating rage only interaction with you the people could ever insight (LOL).

The birds living here with us in this sprawling primeval forestry we call home love it when it rains, but they sing louder when it pours, and whenever they do, and whenever it does, echoes of real-life tweets streak through the sodden air and then into my grateful ears whenever the wind’s blowing in my favour. The humidity here reminds me of my home state Florida, a place I left an inordinately long time ago now. The strangest of personal circumstances tend to develop in the lives of Floridians who actually leave Florida by the way. The meme is true. I am, by no memes, an exception to this ‘rule’ and yes I’ve certainly led a variegated life so far. Like many if not most people have. It’s not that I’m secretive about my past, nor about how I got here either, per se. It’s just that it’s none of your damn business is it really. And I think perhaps you should respect that. Enough about Cocky Boys already, pedants. It’s been done. Twice already. Whatever.

I was a member elect of the *drumroll* Lauderdale Lakes City Council recreation advisory board by the time I was eight. So admittedly I’ve been aware of this ‘game’ for a long time now, starting my own journey on the other side of the public/private tracks before relinquishing my post a year later to pursue other projects, namely cub scouts, at age nine (LOL).

I ran for council even, unsuccessfully it would eventually transpire although boy did I learn a whole lot about US electoral politics during that election campaign, when I was seventeen. Growing up, my grandfather was a Lauderdale Lakes City councillor for many years — as far back as I can remember in fact — and it was from him I learnt that the principles and constitutional rights of all must be upheld ‘doggedly’ (LOL) no matter how odious that token, idea, or indeed even that person might be.

I’m actually a bigger picture kinda guy really, and I’m funny and nice as anything in real life. But I also know the intricacies of the system because I’ve been there, okay, an insider of various descriptions, with first hand experience of these institutions in operational flux as their representatives often superficially interact with, lie to and clash with one another. You have no idea how much of a mess all this is of course. But I do. I know the system’s geared towards the moneyed, the unashamed pursuit of the ego; that in a comparable sense the law exists to infantilise, imprison and fine the unruly masses while invariably loop-de-looping for those wealthier entities, who admittedly I jam with from time to time, even though it’s obvious, self-evident maybe, that even ‘The Good Billionaires’ see buying political power as but one manifestation of the natural order of things. Which troubles me of course. Only how much really? And what if they’re right? I’ve heard about the sinister echoes along D.C. corridors: I’ve seen the grubby fingermarks lining the walls and yes I’ve spoken to the beasts that frequent the hallways and the conference rooms. (Obama voice) I get it, really.

There really are glimmers of hope though and yet rarely do we ever focus on them. As I write these words a small but dedicated army of human rights activists and free speech lawyers are in perpetual battle with the encroaching security state to carve out and maintain as safe a legal space as possible for whistleblowers and political dissidents alike. These are people who use their skills for good. Who refuse to serve ‘corporate interests’ and choose instead to secure the rights of whistleblowers everywhere by bolstering as best they can the safety net that whistleblowers are legally guaranteed.

I upheld the constitutional rights of a corporation myself before. A tobacco company no less. Whatever god is knows that I have. But I soon realised I was emptier for it. That I was merely existing. I started to blog soon-after before upping sticks, leaving my life in New York along with a relationship that had sadly long since run its course behind, and moved to Rio in ’05, where I was blessed enough to meet my soulmate, David Miranda, and then find this wonderful paradise for us to live in before my ‘second-wind’ career of sorts really started to take off. And now the rest, as they say (LOL), is history.

I started blogging as online media began to challenge and disrepute the establishment press and, I think, redefine the global media order entirely. People liked my work (LOL); I managed to land the Salon gig; The Guardian one after that. There, I was able to draw attention to NSA mass surveillance as the story crescendoed. As the NSA insiders continued to come forward and as that constitutional gut punch, The Patriot Act, was finally being acknowledged for the abomination it so demonstrably was and continues to be within broader political discourse. However nothing could have prepared me for the Snowden thing and everything he has entailed since. It’s been the most insane thing. An admission here, just a small one because, well, I’ve been candid thus far and it only feels right that I continue in this vein. So here goes:

It actually wasn’t a Rubik’s cube Snowden was carrying with him in the hotel lobby the day we met. As the Oscar Winning film Citizen Four suggests. Nuh uh. Ed had a Rubik’s cube, which he’d planned to use for the purposes that we described to you in the film, only turns out that he lost it the day we arranged to meet. We filmed all that crap afterwards. He was closing a window in his hotel room that morning when he sneezed, and his natural response was to move his hand over his mouth, like any good boy would. As he did so, the Rubiks cube, which was in his hand at this point, I have no idea why and to this day neither does he — slipped from his grip, and then ricocheted off his cheek, somehow. As if in slow motion; right through the tiny opening in the window. I mean really, what are the odds?! He was in his hotel room on the 51st floor so obviously he couldn’t leave the building for security reasons. When Laura and I heard the news via p2p we were absolutely devastated. How could this even happen?

With only a small window (LOL) of opportunity to amend the plan; the only thing we could think of was thus: We would meet Ed in the lobby just as planned, but instead of holding a Rubik’s cube, he’d be the guy in the furthest right hand corner of the room, facing the wall. Slowly, but purposefully banging his head up against it. Only little did we know, at that exact spot, just three days previously a decorative Chao Gong had been mounted on that particular stretch of wall. So when we arrived, there Snowden was: A young, scrawny looking man (Laura & I had expected him to be of retirement age up to this point) stood there banging his head against it as three startled receptionists from the lobby-desk bustled frantically around him, offering a glass of water, pleading with him to take a seat. Laura, Ewen and I hurried over when we spotted him and when he did the same he followed us to the end of the lobby and then out into the hallway where we exchanged nervous, awkward, but sympathetic glances before stepping into the lift together, going up, exiting, and then walking up to the hotel room in complete silence.

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