I Think At One Point Ra’s Was A Good Grandfather.

One fashion like where I have no complaints or dislikes or side comments. All amazing.

Tony Ward ‘Where is Aphrodite?’ Fall 2022 Ready-to-Wear Collection

when did he say he was happy when kurt was weak, don't need to twist to make your life happier

Oh, someone needs to go watch Tested again because it’s all there, buttercup. That great scene in the NYADA stage weapons class when Kurt was working out surrounded by male admirers (one of which asked Kurt to flex for him) while poor Blainy poo was sitting by himself and shoving cheese puffs into his cake hole. Shall I remind you of what Blaine said in his own voice over?

I’ve got to hand it to Kurt, he’s looking amazing these days. And he deserves all the attention he’s getting. Still, I can’t help but feel… what is it? Oh, just cut the crap, Blaine… I’m actually feeling a little jealous. Back at McKinley, I’d be the guy getting fawned over. I lifted, I boxed… I was in the Dalton fight club, for God’s sake. Kurt was… well, Kurt. Most of the time he was more comfortable hanging out with the girls. Like when the glee club sang Summer Nights, he did the Rizzo part. But the winds have changed. There’s a shift in the power dynamic. Kurt’s the hotshot now. And after what happened to him a few weeks ago, a lot of people look at him as a hero. He’s leading man material. I’ve always known he could be that, but most people didn’t. I guess I’m not used to Kurt being seen as a sexual object. And to be completely honest, I don’t know if I’m comfortable with that.

So let’s take a look at what Blaine said here… he was most comfortable and happy when he was the one that all the guys flocked around and wanted to be friends with him while Kurt hung out with the girls (and the amount of distain in Blaine’s voice when he said that Kurt was… Kurt, is really telling). He’s not happy that Kurt is the one that now all these hot guys at NYADA are looking at and are flirting with. It was fine and Blaine was happy when he got all the acknowledgement and Kurt was the one sitting on the sidelines, watching him adoringly. But now that Kurt is the admired one… it drove Blaine nuts. He liked it when he was the guy who everyone looked up to, but now that people thought Kurt was a hero (and fuck it, he was a hero for rushing into a dark alley to try to save someone’s life), Blaine said very clearly that there was a shift in the power dynamic - now with Kurt as the strong one and Blaine the lesser of the pairing - and Blaine couldn’t handle it.

And look at the difference in how Kurt and Blaine handled this imbalance. When the imbalance was in Blaine’s favor, he was completely blind to it and how it was affecting Kurt and did nothing to try to fix things. He was perfectly happy when Kurt was excluded or didn’t get decent parts (like his total non-reaction to Kurt getting cast as Office Krupke in WSS), while Kurt was supportive of him. Now things have switched at Kurt was very cognizant of how Blaine was struggling and was making a concerted effort that his recent successes didn’t demoralize Blaine.

So no… no twisting here. Just not ignoring things that actually happened in the show that are inconvenient and get in the way of my perception of my favored character.

day 1 without ao3: i have gone through all 5 stages of grief multiple times and have invented a 6th. i will not disclose what the 6th stage of grief is.

Damian keeps bringing animals to the Cave because back home the al Ghuls have an animal conservatory. He can adopt as many animals as he wants and finds it atrocious that his Father doesn't have one.

Damian: Where are all the animals? *looks around*

Bruce: the what?

Alfred: *raises his eyebrows*

Talia: He doesn't have a conservatory my love, he owns a company

Damian: *crunches his nose*

every person can feel freddie’s presence in their souls when they sing MAMAAAAAA UUHHHH, I DONT WANNA DIE, I SOMETIMES I WISH I’VE NEVER BEEN BORN AT ALL with all the air in their lungs i’m not joking

being able to teleport must suck ass when you have adhd

based on a true story

The real writer experience is standing in the shower and coming up with the most authentic dialogue with perfect phrasing and raw emotion in your head, then stepping out and drying your hair, putting on some clean pajamas and opening a word document to write down all your perfect ideas only to realize everything has evaporated. 

Cinderella rewrite where Cinderella’s father is an unusually successful fisherman due to his secret friendships with the shy and mysterious mermaids, successful enough to attract a moderately wealthy and ambitious bride with two daughters. Once he dies, her stepmother, determined to make sure her daughters inherit the fishing business as dowries by marrying before Cinderella, forbids her from going out on the fishing boats or into town and makes sure she spends as much of her time as possible doing drudgework, hauling offal and cleaning fish. When the Prince’s ball comes around, an important occasion for young women to make good connections, the stepmother forbids her from going, telling her that she needs to get the latest salmon catch gutted and ready for sale instead.

Cinderella’s mermaid godmother calls upon her people to clean the fish and gifts her a dress and shoes of shimmering fish scales that wreathe her in rainbows under the moonlight. She makes an impression on the Prince at the ball so strong that he immediately falls in love with her, and when she’s forced to flee before her stepmother notices her (no masquerade mask or dancing rainbows will disguise her from her own family at close range), the Prince is left with only a delicate fish leather slipper left on the front steps to try to find her again.

He goes around the houses, seeking the owner of the slipper, but Cinderella is once again working in the fish sheds. He stepmother, desperate and determined and having found Cinderella’s other shoe that very morning, realises what has happened and takes a knife to the feet of her prettiest daughter, telling the prince that she suffered an injury that very morning but those are definitely her shoes, see, here’s the other one, and they still fit.

The daughter is pretty and witty and charming, and while the Prince doesn’t feel the same spark and instant sense of connection that he did at the party, he reasons that she’s overwhelmed and in pain and once she’s healed, all will be well. There are no birds to whisper of blood in the shoe – the Prince has seen the bandaged feet already – and the daughter slips on the shoes (the only shoes she has that will fit her, now,) and accompanies him to the palace.

But the stepmother is no doctor, and by the time the Prince gets her to the palace doctors, it’s too late – his beloved has contracted an infection in her feet from the shoe leather, made unclean in its travels. She will survive – it is an infection of a common filth of fish and birds, one that the doctors have potions for for the occasions where dangerously cooked food causes outbreaks – but in her raving, she confesses the whole scheme to the Prince who, furious, returns to the village to find the girl he truly fell in love with, the girl hidden from him.

“Oh, yeah, the fish cleaner,” the villagers shrug. “We don’t see her around very much, she’s probably in the sheds. Her family calls her Salmonella.”