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I found a bunch of my Buffy the Vampire Slayer fan art that I never posted here so here they are! Drusilla + Spike and Buffy + Spike were based on Al Parker illsutrations. That last one with Spike and Joyce is based on my eternal heart break.

#btvs #fanart

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(1)(I get REALLY nervous 'talking' to other peopleso I don't usually leave messages or anything, but today I'm feeling it) Thanks to you I just started listening to Halsey, andbecause personal history, I'm obssesed with the song 'Control'. And I can't help but picture a post-nogitsune Stiles, trying to get over it, but he can't quite manage it ,and maybe he finds some sort of inspiration in Derek, he sees something in him and in his history (1)

I’m so happy you messaged me! And Sterek + Halsey is MY HEART. Thank you so much for the prompt! I hope you like this lil’ ficlet!

Many thanks to @bleep0bleep and @fauvistfly for the beta! xoxo

A wave of sour anxiety assaults Derek’s senses, jolting him awake. He had fallen asleep on the couch while reading, and the book strewn across his chest tumbles to the floor as he jumps to his feet, immediately alert. The scent is rich with a familiar (and maddeningly alluring) musky sweetness, and he knows well before he gets to the door who’s on the other side.

He opens the heavy metal door to a disheveled and wrecked-looking Stiles. His shirt, a thin-white tee, is soaking with rainwater and clinging to his torso in a way that would have Derek bristling with frustration if he wasn’t so concerned about his distress; there are dark, purplish circles beneath his red-rimmed eyes, and his skin looks sallow and pale under his unshaven cheeks.

It’s first time he’s seen him since they killed the Nogitsune, almost a month ago now, but he knows, with absolute certainty, that Stiles is haunted by it, that he’s breaking under the pain and guilt. Derek knows that look too well; he saw it staring back at him in the mirror for years, still does sometimes.

“Hey,” Stiles says, shoving a hand through his dripping hair. “Can I come in?”

Derek nods and steps aside, and Stiles stalks into the loft, dark eyes darting around. “Are you alone?”

“Yes,” he answers, sliding the door shut and double checking the lock before turning around to watch Stiles, nervous energy practically radiating from his hunched shoulders as he wanders around the loft, finally stopping to over by the wall of windows to stare out into the rainy night. Unsure of what Stiles needs from him right now, Derek focuses on what he’s certain he does need. He goes to the kitchen and starts a kettle of water, and then heads to his bedroom for a towel and a change of clothes. He approaches Stiles cautiously, as if he were an unanchored wolf, careful not to spook him. “You should dry off and change clothes,” he says quietly. “So you don’t get sick.”

Stiles eyes him warily for a moment before he takes the proffered clothes and towel, nodding silently, his ice-cold fingers brushing against Derek’s hand. “I walked here,” Stiles explains, speaking to Derek’s back as he returns to the kitchen.

“I figured,” Derek says, retrieving two mugs and teabags from the cupboard and then aggressively staring at the kettle, willing it to boil, trying not to think about Stiles just a few feet behind him, stripping out of wet clothes. “Why didn’t you drive?” It occurs to him after he asks that maybe his first question should be why Stiles decided to come to Derek’s in the middle of the night in the first place, but he realizes that he already knows the answer: they save each other. That’s what they do.

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#lovely #hurt/comfort #sterek ficlet

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suzukiblu

What I like is how Sam already knows all the security arrangements for the last remaining EXO-7 off the top of his head, which implies Sam either a) has seriously considered making off with it before or b) ALMOST MANAGED IT SINGLEHANDEDLY ONCE AND THEY HAD TO UP SECURITY.

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Because as any writer will tell you, an IDEA for a book is like falling in love, it’s all wild emotion and headlong rush, but the ACTUAL ACT of writing a book is like building a relationship: it is joyous, slow, fragile, frustrating, exhilarating, painstaking, exhausting, worth it.

Ben H. Winters (via legit-writing-tips)

#writing

Someone: it's too hot

Me, internally: everyone has forgotten, but I haven't. I haven't forgotten uptown funk. I can't hear those words without getting an unexplainable urge to say 'hot damn.' Maybe nobody forgot. Maybe we all think this. I feel like we need to talk about the influence this song had on all of us.

professortennant

How Long is this Fic Really?: A Guide

Word count in the HP Series:

Sorcerer’s Stones: 76,944 Chamber of Secrets: 85,141 Prisoner of Azkaban: 107,253 Goblet of Fire: 190,637 Order of the Phoenix: 257,045 Half-Blood Prince: 168,923 Deathly Hallows: 198,227

Word count in the LOTR Series:

The Hobbit: 95,022 Fellowship of the Ring: 177,227 Two Towers: 143,436 Return of the King: 134,462

orangelemonart

This changed me

shadesfalcon

what ……. WHAT?

dorkbait

2015. graphite, watercolor, acrylic, ink, colored pencil & white gel pen on 9x12″ hot press watercolor paper.

#bucky fanart

queenofattolia

This disconnect doesn’t just have to do with female characters, either. I’m reminded of that Tumblr post that compares two magazine covers featuring Hugh Jackman: a men’s magazine on which he appears bulging-veined, huge-muscled, and sort of terrifying and weird, and a women’s magazine on which he appears as a slim, athletic guy smiling and wearing a sweater. Anyone who reads comics is familiar with this weirdness: comics heroes are often depicted as nightmarishly hyper-muscled, enormous man-mountains. (Interestingly, this trend grew more and more exaggerated as women became more and more nominally liberated– that is, as they should have been more and more able to communicate what they wanted, including what they wanted from men.) Hyper-masculinity is almost always framed in terms of being attractive– to women or, for gay men, to other men– and sometimes even talked about in the same breath as “the female gaze.” Yet, as that Tumblr post points out, while “the female gaze” is attracted by things like a naked, sweaty Chris Evans or Idris Elba, it’s also attracted by things like: men smiling in sweaters, men crying (DON’T LIE TUMBLR), barefoot fragile Sebastian Stan in the rain on Political Animals, men holding babies, men speaking foreign languages, Mark Ruffalo, and a whole bunch of weird stuff on Ao3 that I don’t even wanna get into. And that’s just “the female gaze as it pertains to men.“

But think about whether men would agree that this is what women find attractive in men. Imagine a men’s magazine that offers tips on being attractive to women that include: looking fragile, being a bumbling scientist, acting like a helpless meatball, expressing affection to tiny children, blushing, being intensely interested in gorgeous clothes, etc, etc. This is hard to imagine. In fact, these are characteristics that are typically characterized as not ideal for men, because they are coded as feminine. Yet they’re also not only traits that are commonly attractive to women, but are generally accepted as commonly attractive to women, if one looks at “women’s” entertainment (romantic comedies, chick lit, anything in which Hugh Grant appears).

What I’m getting at is that there is a division between what attracts women and what men accept/permit as attracting women. Men are engaged in a constant enforcement of heteronormativity, a policing of women’s desire and their own accession to it. What women want is subordinate to what men decide that women want, and the latter is then culturally broadcast as the ideological “what women want” that becomes accepted.

This is true also in the case of female characters. What do women want in female characters? Well, I mean, a lot of us just want female characters for the love of God. But specifically: some of the most popular current female characters in comics/MCU fandom are: Natasha Romanoff, in a movie (Cap 2) where she only briefly appeared in a sexy bodysuit and instead spent most of her time wearing jeans and a hoodie, wisecracking, having a complex narrative about salvation, and hacking computers, not to mention the down-to-earth Phil Noto comics depiction, who even (GASP) sometimes wears a ponytail; Peggy Carter, a 1940s secret agent with little patience for men; Kamala Khan, a teenage Pakistani-American girl who writes fan fiction and wears a modest homemade costume; Darcy Lewis, who’s full-figured, socially awkward, and not a superhero; the lady scientists of the MCU (Jane Foster, Maya Hansen, Betty Ross)… I could go on.

But what do men apparently believe that women want in female characters? Well, going by Joss Whedon: superheroines who wear catsuits, beat up men, are secretly very vulnerable, and are sexually threatened, fragile and unstable girl-women with superpowers beyond their control… oh, wait. That’s it. Expanding beyond Whedon, the most common characteristics tend to be: aggressively sexy, sexually threatened, beats up bad men but is secretly vulnerable. I discussed already one potential reason this is attractive to men (see my previous post); my issue here is: this is not what women want, but it is what men believe that women want, because it is what they have been told by other men that women want.

Once again, what women want is ignored (or, more accurately, invisibilized– in that men deny or are oblivious to its existence) in favor of the ideological construct of “what women want,” which is determined and enforced by men. Men genuinely believe that they know what women want, and are earnest in their attempts to explain “what women want” to women. They are deeply confused, because of course they know what women want! Right? They are unable to see that they are selling a version of “what women want” is essentially “what it would be attractive to men for women to want.”

#yup #sexism #women's gaze

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is she ok

llamadelbae

if your only famous song was a Christmas cover, would you be okay?

blazeupandtasteme

idk I would be okay if the Christmas song I wrote 20 years ago continued to make millions of dollars every year.

backdoorteenmom

“only famous song”

standpoor

@lilitharcane

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Um the fact that a black latina woman can be the sixth richest musician in the world , someone who writes her own music, and escaped an abusive marriage -(Tony Mottola made her break up with her boyfriend when she was 18, when he was 20+ years her senior to sign her, he then started having an affair while still married to his wife, then married Mariah, refused to let her make music he thought was too black, and literally kept her LOCKED IN THEIR MANSION WHEN HE’D GO OUT, and if you don’t think the beggining of their relationship was coercive “you have to date me and have sex with me, let me control your entire life to work” wasn’t rapey and fucked up, to a teenage woman of color no less, get out of here, he even controlled her image, didn’t let her appear to sexual or anything like that), had a nervous breakdown and came out with one of the most successful albums (The Emancipation of Mimi) , earning her an extra 3 grammy’s, is fucking inspiring as fuck.

Not even counting her five octave range and two notes (including working with nodules which is a hinderance to most singers actually) which yes, she may not be able to hit the notes she could at 20, but she started out with a wider range than Beyonce, Christina, and especially Ariana (who may attempt to do a whistle note, but she can’t enunciate or be understood during these notes).

People wanna give shit to Mariah for loving Christmas so much but she’s one of the most played Christmas artists of all time (tbh Christina’s and even Jessica Simpson- Tony Mottola’s post Mariah project who did release 2 Christmas albums) have never achieved the level hers are. And you wanna discredit the fact that yes, she has actually WROTE christmas classics.

You’re just jealous you’re ain’t as festive, admit it.

midwestlo

I’m so glad y'all flamed them for that dumb ass comment

#mariah carey

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"Why do you hate the shape of breasts in plate armor so much?"

Since people often ask “Alright, well this is fantasy! Why can’t we have boob shapes in plate armor?!“ I decided to make a post about it. My frustration has nothing to do with historical inaccuracy and I’m all for imagination and freedom– but I’d like to (very quickly) illustrate this for you:

I purposely over-emphasized the shape of the two spheres in the armor so you can really think about this.

Look at the shape of the blue cups and the green line, think about the form of that on some beautiful ornate plate armor. A female warrior is charging into battle. In the midst of this, she trips! Or is pushed over, or takes a blow to the chest! So long as the force is on the front of her torso it really doesn’t matter for the conclusion:

She feels a sharp pain in her chest and hears the cracking of bone! Oh no, what’s gone wrong? Well she doesn’t have time to think about that, because she is now dead.

Her sternum just fractured, take another look at that green line, that’s where all of the pressure from any front impact is going to go because of the shape of the two blue cups made for her breasts. The rest of the armor slides around your body, but because of the two cups for breasts that are often made in fantasy female armors, the pressure point is directly on the sternum. The breasts are not going to stop the force of you falling onto them, and because of that the metal is going to push in and bash you in the sternum.

What does a fractured sternum do? Why it goes right into your heart and lungs of course.

(that was the sound of all of my followers inhaling a sharp breath between closed teeth at once)

Here are three great solutions to the problem:

GREAT EXAMPLE OF FANTASY TORSO ARMOR THAT IS FEMININE BUT FUNCTIONAL:

It is usually possible to bind the breasts when fighting if they really are far too large to fit into regular looking armor (there’s padding anyway), but most women can actually fit into a similarly sized male counterpart’s armor quite easily. Even if that’s the case, the armor can be made to have a curve to it without putting all of the pressure in one area, which was actually a style of armor for quite some time as shown here:

And don’t even get me started on the dreaded “Cleavage Window”

The “Cleavage Window” defeats the purpose of having any armor on your torso because it means you’re just going to be leaving open the vital organs the rest of the armor is trying to protect.

If people are going to protect themselves and not have much torso protection, invest in some blocking lessons, because the best defense is to not get hit at all. There are also advantages to not having plate armor, and plate armor was often really expensive anyway.

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supaslim replied to your post: “Why do you hate the shape of breasts in plate armor so much?”

I’d also like to add that boob bulges direct blows straight to the sternum as well, rather than making them glance to either side. Good post.

cataradical

but how else can you sexualize the women if you don’t give them armored boob pods!!!!

jenniferrpovey

Also, breastplates are shaped to redirect the tip of a sword or spear to the side. Boobplates would redirect the weapon right into the middle of the woman’s chest.

#yessss #armour #women's armour

hiddlescheekbones

#tom hiddleston #hell yeah

New haircut!

ilyone

Inspired by this post ^^

Seriously guys, don’t touch his Bucky, you’ve been warned.

#civil war

greelin

like it’s 2015 and i’m still using fictional characters as one of my many coping methods to, uh, cope and every day we are one step closer to 2016 where i will more than likely continue using fictional characters as a coping mechanism and i quite frankly am having the time of my life