#also stop with the Hazel erasure

[ghostytyt]

“Jason was Nico’s best friend” not the Reyna erasure…

[ifknlovenicodiangelo]

PJO characters & their mental state!

grover. yes i included this mf stop the grover erasure. dude is quite chill, but also has put a lot of expectations on himself, including taking the blame for thalia -> tree transformation and Sally’s abduction. also the whole pizazz with the Council of- i forget the name but all them dumb satyr dudes would have caused him to have imposter syndrome. he has anxiety, paranoid 24/7, OH and OCD.

jason. mans went through some stuff being raises by wolves, but i think because that is literally all he knew when he grew up, he wouldn’t have been affected by it much until camp jupiter, where he would have to adjust aswell as rising up to being praetor with big responsibilities and expectations. not to mention! he was abducted and had memory wiped. i reckon hes a bit of a perfectionist, has anxiety but can mask it pretty well. idk about what types of actual illnesses he has

fank, i mean, i feel like apart from his life threatening stick, and his weird ass upbringing/background, dude didn’t have a lot going for him mental wise. but he also 100% has paranoia, thanatophobia (intense fear of dying), umm and occasional anxiety. plus inferiority complex

piper. she lived with the fact that she was going do betray her best friend and bf in exchange for her dads life, finds out her relationship w Jason isn’t even valid, and watches her dad go insane. goes on a world saving quest and watches her first love die in front of her, all while trying to figure out her sexuality

hazel. she grew up as the weird kid, AND was a woc in 19… 40s? which would not have helped her situation. powers that she knew got people killed or badly hurt, and didn’t know how to control it or stop it. then homegirl is stripped from her only home and the only boy that looked out for her (and she loved!!! 😕) to some fuckn place in who knows where. cut to the chase she had to sacrifice herself to save the world for some weird earth god lady at 13. THEN REVIVED? into the modern world and has to adjust as a legionnaire and save the world. at thirteen

percy. ABUSIVE FATHER, MOTHER ABDUCTED AT RIPE AGE OF 12. two world saving prophecies! went through tartarus, and also has mad expectations (from others, but actually mostly from himself). dude has hella PTSD. its triggered by things like alcohol (duh), smell of monsters, and occasionally blood, depending on the situation. also fear dying alone.

reyna my fav girl never caught a break since day 1 fr. after literally everything she had to go through to even arrive at Camp Jupiter (fighting for her life against pirates, parting ways with her sister, her only family!, and being dumped with a life altering prophecy from Aphrodite) shes bumped up to the highest role possible, expecting to carry the legion with no support, no break, for like 9 years or so. the one person she even remotely cared for was abducted, comes back with a gf, and leaves again, leaving her alone to carry the legion and watch so many of her soldiers fall in battle. SHES TIRED AND BURNT OUT AF

annabeth. oh boy, girl runs away so so young from her bitch ass dad who cares nothing less of her, learns to fight for her life on the street with two others like her. gets hit with a prophecy that someone will come to camp to save her and be her lifelong love or something like that (correct my rust brain) and finds out this person is part of the great prophecy claiming he must save the world or will die. goes on TWO world saving quests, in which she protects percy by getting stabbed instead of him, watches her old crush/idol idk betray her then die, face her greatest fear as a daughter of Athena alone, and fall into Tartarus. burnt out gifted kid. probably has OCD, def has arachnophobia, basophobia (fear of falling), and insane PTSD!

leo. i feel like this is overlooked so much, but at like 5, mans watched his mum die in a fire that he accidentally started, was abandoned by the rest of his family, never had a home, literally running between foster homes or on the street (FOR LIKE 9 YEARS) and had to live with his own uncontrollable powers that caused the death of his mum. trauma and depression going crazy for this fella. imposter syndrome. fear of dying alone. autistic

nico. enough said

[teyvattherapist]

"You were destined for the stars.." "Then come reach them with me." + Dainsleif ( our love, our heart, our starlight ) T.T

idk if you've already done this one -- I .. I saw it and knew it was meant for him -- CONGRATS ON 300 BBY! beautiful starflower <3 (here's to many many more!)

This was for my 300 followers event back in September! Then I took a hiatus and died :)

Thank you so much Hazel!! You've been a dear friend since the start even if we don't talk as much as I'd like!! Also I'll have you know that every time I read 'starflower' I beam, it's so cute.

tags; gn!readerxDainsleif, Dainsleif is taller than the reader, fluff w/ mentions of insecurities.

Being with somebody like Dainsleif meant accepting a lot of things you hadn’t ever expected to accept. The existence of Khaenri’ah, the fall of a nation and subsequent erasure of a people. Immortality and humanity, religion and Gods, every worldview challenged just by knowing Dainsleif, challenged further by being with him.

You had always considered yourself rather normal, plain even, so being with somebody like Dainsleif often brought feelings of insecurity. For all that he was, to survive all that he had, you couldn’t consider him anything less than amazing. Maybe it was your outlook on him that caused the brewing of insecurity in the pit of your stomach, or maybe it was just your overactive imagination. You could never really be sure.

Still though, despite his rebuttals to any compliment you may give him, it never swayed your view on Dainsleif. Not when he looked at the world around him with such fondness despite it all, that same fondness cast in your direction. But while your outlook on him never swayed, the same could not be said for your outlook on yourself. An unfortunate side effect, you supposed.

Rays of moonlight shone through the canopy of the trees high above you as you traversed the darkened forest alongside Dainsleif. “You seem rather distracted tonight.” His tone was soft as it cut through the relative silence, the forest itself seemed to grow quiet as he awaited your response. You could feel his eyes on you as you walked beside him down the barely viable forest path.

You let out an uneasy chuckle, glancing at him out of the corner of your eye, yeah, definitely watching you with that curious gaze of his. Once more you looked ahead of you, trying to find the words to explain how you felt. Should you even tell him? “It’s just that you were destined for the stars…” You trailed off as he came to a stop in a clearing fit for pitching camp for the evening.

Dainsleif held out a gloved hand to you, a soft smile on his features. You placed your own hand within his grasp, and he pulled you closer to him. “Then come reach them with me.” You could tell he was being sincere from the softness of his tone, the lingering eye contact, his grip on your hand and waist.

“Dain, don’t be ridiculous. I’m not-”

“Not what?” He interrupted, quirking a blond brow at you. “Because to me, you are my star, and you outshine anything that may be up in the night sky.” Dainsleif brought your intertwined hands up, pressing a kiss to the back of your hand. “To me, you are the most important thing to grace the surface of Teyvat.” He lowered your hands only to lean down and press another kiss to the crown of your head.

You shook your hand free from his grip, instead wrapping your arms around his waist, burying your face against his chest. Dainsleif chuckled as he wrapped his own arms around you, resting his chin on top of your head. “It’s getting late, we should set up camp.” You reasoned, voice muffled by his shirt. But despite your words, you made no attempt to move away from him.

Dainsleif seemed to understand, arms tightening around you as he held you under the light of the moon. “That can wait, let’s stay like this for a moment.” He was not one to treat you like glass, well aware you could handle yourself, but it never stopped him from treating you with the gentleness of a soft breeze. And maybe Dainsleif couldn’t absolve you entirely of your insecurity, he was at least successful in easing it.

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[kitkatopinions]

The thing with ironwood that people think he is right/ like him because he is "straight" is so wild to me. And on another note the whole shift of "ironwood was always an dictator etc" because when volume 4 aired? Everybody and their sister loved ironwood: he stood up for weiss, he was cool as fuck in the ballroom scene, so when volume 7 came almost everybody was excited to see him again and the atlas crew. The whole shift "he was always evil" is so bizare, because it really did only start when ruby told the others they shouldnt trust ironwood with the truth. Sure ironwood wasnt a saint but he wasnt evil like people really watched a different show or just shift it to support their weird takes.

I don't know much about the FNDM before I started this blog, but I've seen how wild the takes on Ren were and how everyone was just ready to throw out the whole character... And just how fast fans latched onto Hazel of all people once he 'turned good.' It's not surprising to me that many of the same people who are saying 'you'd be stupid not to see that Ironwood was always a heartless dictator' were once exclaiming about how awesome he is (and probably were holding him up as a reason the representation in RWBY is flawless.)

Honestly, I'm just going to stop trying. IW antis hating on James unfairly - especially without using filterables like 'anti Ironwood' - is annoying, but starting to see a rise in posts that paint anyone who likes Ironwood or thinks his arc was flubbed as immoral, bad, wrong, homophobic, or just 'biased for manly men' is just so frustrating. They have no interest in actually paying attention to what his fans are even saying, they decided from the get go on their opinions of us as a general whole. No amount of trying to communicate points is going to work, they're not interested in actually knowing what we think and what our biases actually are, why we connect to Ironwood or why we think he's right. They already decided nothing we say is going to matter. So from now on, any James Ironwood anti is just getting blocked. I don't care to talk to them, tbh.

(Note, this doesn't mean 'anyone who doesn't like James,' that's valid and fair. I specifically mean anyone who makes pointed jabs at fans, pretends liking him is immoral, or spreads the completely non-canon stupid stuff like 'he invaded Vale' or stuff like that.)

Also though, if anyone comes at me with 'Ironwood is definitely canon straight because he made a kind of flirty remark to a woman one time' that's another block, because we don't do bi erasure or ace or pan erasure here, even for characters many of these fickle fans now hate.

[nicksreggies]

pjo crackships that make me rlly confused

- clercy (clarisse x percy) : yeah....no? just no.

- leyna (leo x reyna): reyna would kill leo lmfao their personalities def don’t mesh well. and she’s a huntress so..

- connabeth (connor x annabeth)

- jasabeth (jason x annabeth) : i’m so weirded out where’s the romance idk

- octachel (octavian x rachel) : just bc they both have the gift of prophecy doesn’t mean they’re in love can y’all quit it

- thalico (thalia x nico) : stop. just stop. nico’s gay, thalia’s a huntress. that’s erasure. erasure is bad get it through your heads.

- percico (percy x nico) : this one’s a little less out-of-nowhere but it still makes me rlly confused lmao.

- jasico (jason x nico) : also percico and jasico have a strange age gap and overall it’s just a whole mess.

- frankercy (frank x percy) : i ddin’t know this ship existed? like i always saw it as more of a brotp but whatevs.

- brason (brick x jason) : y’all this is just weird i’m sorry.

- octazel (octavian x hazel) : WTF IS THIS STOP IT HAZEL’S TOO GOOD FOR HIM EW.

- freyna (frank x reyna) : um what

- tronnor (travis x connor) : y’all better stop this is nasty they’re brothers how many times do i have to tell you shipping siblings is gross.

these are just my opinions, pls don’t come at me i’m not going to have the energy to argue with any shippers.

[pluviophile-bookworm]

Thoughts/ reaction to AWAE 3x9

I’m honestly scared of what I might see in this episode. But we all know I’m watching it anyway.

Oh my, one can’t even trust the cold open anymore. Ka’kwet has internalised the toxic things she was forcibly taught at that horrible school. After she escaped that place, no less. I was right to be scared. This episode is already making me cry. 

At this point I’m just sitting here enjoying the opening theme, It may as well be the only bright and wholesome thing I see in this episode. 

Anne’s confession of her love for Gilbert to Marilla sounded very, very much like her response to Gilbert himself last week. I mean, it’s probably not even two days later, so the effects that night had on her still haven’t worn off completely. 

Marilla did not just draw the parallel between Anne’s situation and her own history with John Blythe, did she? But I mean, it’s kind of ironic that Marilla not taking her chance with John is a factor in making Gilbert’s very existence possible, you know. And then, to think of all the accidents that brought Anne into the Cuthbert family, and everything that brought her and Gilbert together... those two were really meant to be - look at how small the probability of them ending up together in the same place was, but they did. This is bigger than chance. This is fate. 

Matthew is pure gold and that’s that. I mean, he sees a totally messy, agitated Anne who’s obviously not thinking very straight, hears her say she loves Gilbert (she really said she loved him just like that three times already), which, to him, is completely out of the blue, and just goes like “ok” and drops everything to support his not-so-little girl... pure gold,

The very blatant yet incredibly visually smooth parallel between Anne and Gilbert riding off is just... peak poetic cinema Shirbert at this point. 

“Play ‘Dashing White Sergeant’”... Minnie May really went there - whether she realises it or not. And Gilbert just walked in right in the middle of it, and it obviously reminded him of a certain scene in 3x5... At this point I would very much believe it if someone told me Minnie May is, in fact, God. 

Oh my, we do have some wholesomeness in this episode, after all - provided by Anne being just as excited to meet Bash’s mum as she was to meet Bash, if not more. And then - did she just call Gilbert part of her family? You have no idea, girl. 

And as if to reinforce that she’s really part of Gilbert’s family, Anne just let herself in, took a piece of paper without asking and sat down at their table to write her note... poor Hazel LaCroix will need some time to process all of what just happened. 

Wow. What a note. Anne really was like, all straightforward about loving Gilbert, but she wouldn’t just let the love note be a love note, she had to go and ask for her pen back. That’s so Anne!

Aww, I see Delly is still wearing the little yellow socks her dad made for her... so pure and wholesome. 

Gilbert is not about to propose to Winifred with his mother’s ring and with Anne’s pen in his pocket, is he? He can’t do that. I mean, I believe he physically won’t be able to do it. 

I wonder what Diana will do with the valuable information she just overheard. 

I am now more than ever before convinced that Minnie May is God. She could have let Diana go and try to tell Anne what she heard or, you know, do  whatever she was about to do, and yet she went ahead and told their mother about it so Diana couldn’t go. The point is that Anne and Gilbert must realise their feelings for each other on their own. That’s also why Gilbert will not read that note. I mean, the way Anne tucked it almost completely under the vase, it was almost like she didn't want it to be easily seen.

Whites in the Mi’qmaq village... that can’t be good. And they have a rifle, too. I’m scared. 

After seeing this utterly horrifying scene, I have two things to say. On the one hand, I’m glad I waited until the morning to watch this episode (it’s 3 a.m. where I live when they air, and I usually stay/wake up to watch the new episode immediately), because I can’t see myself going back to sleep after what I saw. On the other hand, that scene will haunt my dreams for a long, long time. 

It was high time Bash called his mother out on her behaviour to Gilbert, Delly, and himself. “This isn’t the plantation”, after all. But it pains me to think what both of those two have been through when they were at the plantation. 

But honestly, his mother leaving is the last thing Bash needs right now. 

Miss Stacy breaking down about possibly never having a baby  of her own or a worthy replacement of her late husband... right after Bash’s mother said she was leaving... they’re definitely setting up a Bash/ Muriel Stacy relationship and I’m not sure how I feel about it... but I would definitely support it if it made both of them happy. 

I don’t know if it was the free speech protest sign or the boys’ words, but somewhere between those things Gilbert will be convinced once and for all that he’s not meant for Winifred, but for Anne. I just hope the realisation comes before it’s too little too late. 

The fact that a fifth-grade maths lesson (isn’t Minnie May too young for it?) is “beyond [her mother’s] comprehension” should be a tell to Diana that a proper (yes, proper) education, and not an education in propriety (notice the difference) is what she needs and wants. She wants to be different from her mother after all, doesn’t she? I also like the choice of words there, “improper fractions” and all. How symbolic is it that a 100% proper woman like Eliza Barry doesn’t understand improper fractions?

Marilla is still... reserved... towards the natives - didn’t she learn anything from Anne?

Ka’kwet’s mum conveying her message to Marilla even through the language barrier... beautiful. In a makes-me-bawl-my-eyes-out kind of way, but it was beautiful. After all, mothers all over the world speak one language, and if Anne has ever taught Marilla something, it’s to be a mother. This is beautiful. 

That note might never be found. Or maybe it will be, weeks, months, even years later, and it will be too late for it to serve its purpose then, but I know it in my heart that its purpose will be served by one thing or another. 

Poor Marilla looks like a woeful wife whose husband went to war - and in a way, she is the housewife of the family whose loved ones left her home to fight for what’s right. And then we have both her and Diana all worked up about Gilbert proposing to Winifred, when I know for sure he’s not going through with that wedding. Even if he does propose, which I do not think is really possible at this point, he will eventually break it off. I know it and I speak it into existence. 

So Bash’s mother finally came around. It was high time. “This isn’t the plantation”, after all. Gosh, why did I remind myself of that?

Not even for a second should Anne doubt that she is, indeed, “a strong and brave heart”, and she and Matthew will get Ka’kwet back to her home. What is more troubling to me is this, though - will Ka’kwet ever forget the toxic erasure she was taught at that “school” (more like prison for innocent children)? I don;t think she could. But I am hopeful that she will learn once and for all that it’s not right and she is not “worthless”, and that they can never break her spirit - she, too, is a strong and brave heart. This scene is making me cry yet again, but I’m not giving up hope that things will be alright at the end. Eventually. 

I am so proud of Matthew in this moment - shy, quiet Matthew who has never spoken a harsh word to anyone in his life, standing up for Ka’kwet and her family. But I’m worried for him, too. How dare those people threaten innocent, unarmed people with a gun? This is a monstrosity.

I am glad the nun stepped in and stopped them before anyone was harmed beyond repair. That does not excuse the way she treated Ka’kwet in the previous episode, but I’m willing to give her the benefit of the doubt. Maybe she, too, was taught that that is what’s right, and she’s too little too old to be re-taught now. I hope things turn out fine...

Anne is absolutely right about writing to a newspaper and spreading the word to all of Canada. You know, this reminds me of what I was taught in history class - about when my country was enslaved by the Ottoman empire. I’m not sure about details here, so please don’t attack me on this. Anyway, I was taught that such outrageous things were done to my ancestors that the word spread to influential countries whose people were outraged by what they heard, so they eventually came to our aid. That was how we ended up liberated at the end. So, as far as I know, this has happened in history. Why wouldn’t it work here as well?

It makes me so happy that Ka’kwet’s parents are not giving up. It’s beyond messed up how they’re treated, but they’re not giving up. I deeply admire these people. 

To be fully honest, with all that happened to Ka’kwet and her parents, I almost forgot about the Shirbert subplot. I cannot believe he is still planning on going through with this proposal. And Anne has done nothing to deserve so much suffering in a single episode. 

Will Anne and Diana please stop speaking over one another? I cannot understand  a word they’re saying. I did make out “give another girl his mother’s ring” from Diana, and honestly, I’m 100% with her on that. I think I mentioned it somewhere above. But honestly, I’m just happy to see my girls together again, like nothing ever happened. Where is Jerry, by the way?

If there’s one thing Anne has learned for sure after all she’s been through, it’s that there are a lot of things that are way worse than hurt feelings. She’s absolutely right. She must demand a clear answer from Gilbert - especially after she gave him - or so she thinks - a clear answer after all. Too bad he never got that note.

Oh my, Bash’s mum is now treating her own son (part- sarcastically, part-not so sarcastically) like she treats white people. I thought she had come around already. Could have guessed it would take a little more time for such a dramatic change. 

Bash’s father was lynched? Because he wanted a house and land of his own? I was sure there was some dark, scary reason for his mother to act as she does. but this is darker and scarier than I could have imagined. And it explains everything. It wasn’t the time and place for what he wanted back then, so he payed for it with his life. But now Bash has what his father wanted him to have, and nobody’s threatening him. I hope she realises things are different and calms down a bit. But with all that is happening to the Mi’qmaq, I’m left here wondering if things are really different. I mean, black people are accepted, but Indians are not? What kind of double standard is that? I guess that’s just how things are/ were. Am I being too optimistic in believing things will be alright eventually? Or am I thinking this from my privileged, white, modern-day point of view?

I’m having sympathy heartache for both Bash and his mum right now, if that’s even possible, and that’s making it hard for me to give even a tiny bit of my attention to the Shirbert subplot that is happening right at the same time. I could be watching Friends, or something equally harmless, right about now. Instead I’m here suffering for fictional characters and their fictional drama. Why do I keep doing this to myself? I guess there are things in this world that make you hurt sometimes, but you still love them and come back for them regardless - like parents and children, you know. What does the fact that I just compared AWAE to a parent or child say about me?

This episode did not just end by acknowledging how many unresolved plot lines it’s leaving to the next one. It looks a bit ambitious to me - counting on the finale to tie all those loose ends up. I mean, I know Moira can do that, but the real question I’m asking here is: can I handle that finale? Can we, as a fandom?

To sum up, in this penultimate episode of the season, we saw: remaining traces of the “White Man’s Burden” school’s brainwash in Ka’kwet; Anne, still flustered from that conversation with Gilbert and her big realisation afterwards, confesses to both of her parents right away; lots of Shirbert parallels; Minnie May is God; Hazel LaCroix still can’t adjust; Gilbert has the audacity to even think of giving Winifred his late mother’s ring; armed whites attacking innocent, unarmed Mi’qmaq; potential mother Miss Stacy; propriety and improper fractions at the Barry house; the language of motherly love crosses language and racial barriers; Matthew and Anne take off to save the day; Marilla is a true woeful housewife in times of war; Anne lives up to  her Mi’qmaq name; in Matthew we trust - again; the dark truth about Bash’s father; way too many loose ends for the finale to resolve.

Because there are too many for me to disregard them, here’s a list of things we did not see in this episode that I was hoping for: Jerry - I demand a decent resolution of the Derry plot line; Cole and Aunt Jo, but mostly Cole - Gilbert did go to Charlottetown, didn’t he; Ruby - I want my Ruby/ Moody scenes; what happened to Josie and the Andrews family after all; Tillie and her two Pauls - not relevant to  the main plot lines, I just miss them; Rachel Lynde and Marilla being in the board of trustees together - also, who are the other two women who were supposedly added to the board? I thought they agreed on three women being added; I’m sure there’s more but that’s all I can think of right now.

[solange-lol]

Crazier Than You - Ch. 2/?

Chapter Title: Pulled

Words: 2,047

[chapter 1 | chapter 2 | chapter 3 | chapter four (coming soon)]

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“So how’s it going with lover boy?” Lou Ellen teased at tech after a few weeks of Will going to rehearsal. He didn't need to anymore, by that point, as they were just waiting to finish building all the set pieces before they began running them. Chiron never called him out for it though so he would make himself busy backstage. Secretly he enjoyed watching it all, even with the constant stops and restarts. This was one of Will’s favorite musicals, after all.

Also, Will had gotten significantly closer to Nico. Nothing more than friend-close, of course. It’s probably the most social Will has ever been with the cast, considering Nico was somehow acquainted with almost all of them. Apparently, he’s more social than Will first thought, though he’s been assured by Nico that is all circumstantial (whatever that means).

All of this just gave Lou more reason to bug Will about his micro-crush on Nico.

“We’re just friends Lou, I swear,” Will sighed, nailing another piece of wood to the bench they were creating for the dining room scene.

“Friends who hold hands?”

“It was one time! And it was an accident!” He nearly shrieked, feeling his face warming. Will truly regretted telling Lou that story. It was a moment of panic, and he needed to get it off his chest to someone who didn’t know Nico as a close friend. He set a mental reminder to never tell Lou Ellen anything.

Unfortunately, her comment brought the vivid memory back to Will. During rehearsal that week, things were slower than usual as the cast made their way through Act Two. It got the point where Will was too fidgety to stand still anymore (curse you, ADHD) and he had already scrolled to the end of his Instagram feed. As he had fiddled with the curtains next to him, he thought he was grabbing onto the chain; while in reality, it was actually Nico’s hand. Awkward apologies ensued, and Will did his best to forget it altogether. (Also, no theatre person had the right to have hands that smooth. Or maybe Will was just used to everybody in tech’s rough, calloused palms).

“Besides,” Will continued. “I’m pretty sure he likes Piper. Nobody can have that much chemistry in high school without probably wanting to fuck each other.”

“It’s theatre. He’s probably gay!”

“Not all guys in theatre are gay! Just look at Percy.”

Lou rolled her eyes. “Just because he’s dating Annabeth doesn’t make him straight. That’s bi erasure, Will.”

“Whatever, I can’t focus on him when I have a job to do.” He was getting riled up, shooting another nail with a kshk. “Like, it’s not fair, y’know? That I don’t get the year that goes smoothly, and not because of sets or anything,” Kshk.

“Will,”

“The other day, I forgot to close the curtain before Full Disclosure because I was thinking he had to kiss her and it so fucking dumb that I want that to be me..” Kshk

“Will!”

“I think I’ve been single for too long Lou.” Kshk.

“Will!”

“What?!” he nearly dropped the nail gun as he turned to face Lou Ellen, who just pointed at his hand. As soon as he noticed blood dripping from where he had accidentally shot himself with a nail, he felt his finger begin the throb. Painfully.

“Shit,” Will cursed loud enough that even their supervisor, who was busy snooping through their snack box, turned and said “Language, Will!” He ran off the try and grab a bandage or cloth or something that didn’t have sawdust on it. Cecil dropped down next to Lou Ellen.

“What did I miss?”

Lou Ellen rolled her eyes for the nth time that day. “Will being a chaotic gay idiot.”

“Ah, so nothing new.”

**

The show was approaching quicker than Will was expecting it to. Parts of the set weren’t even finished being built yet, much less painted. He eventually gave up on trying to finish it all at once and called in Rachel to recruit art class students to start on the finished pieces while he, Lou, and Cecil built as fast as they could. It ended in a lot of late nights with just the three of them after everyone else went home; their supervisor usually dozed in the back.

After one particularly long night, Will shooed off his bleary-eyes friends, saying he could clean up himself. During this cleanup, however, Will discovered the bucket of dirty paint brushes stashed in the corner, as if whoever put it there was trying to hide it. Setting a mental reminder to ask Rachel about it the next day, Will sighed and grabbed the keys to the janitors closet. As much as he was exhausted and wanted nothing more than to collapse and/or cry, he was stage manager. This was his responsibility. Not to mention he was the only one left here to do it. So, he picked up the bucket to clean them himself.

Here’s the thing: Will hated the janitors closet. Avoided it at all costs, in fact. For his entire four years in tech, he’s managed to only go in it four times. Of course, he already knew he was going to have to in order to get the mop for the stage. It just so happened he was avoiding doing it until he absolutely had to.

The closet had a certain smell to it, one that everyone in tech seemed to be immune to except for him. It was grout and mold mixed with old paint and cleaning supplies that somehow managed to combine into a smell Will could only describe as cat pee; it never failed to give Will a headache after more than 30 seconds of being in there. Not to mention that the sink water was freezing cold no matter how you adjusted it. When Will noticed there were paint rollers in the bucket as well, he nearly cried. (They were made of some cheap fluff material that took forever to squeeze paint out of. Lou had nicknamed the task “the shitty handjob”).

Will had only managed to clean one of the six rollers in the bucket before he was interrupted by an unexpected visitor. Clearly, said visitor was confused as well as to what Will was doing, judging by his first words.

“Will, what the hell are you doing?” Nico almost seemed exhausted with him by the way he said it, although maybe he was. Will was definitely exhausted with himself. God, he was so tired.

The blonde’s answer was barely a mumble over the loud spraying of the sink. “I’m cleaning brushes.”

“What?”

“I said, I’m cleaning brushes!”

“Why are you cleaning brushes at-” Nico checked the clock on his phone. “-7:00pm? Have you even gone home today?”

When Will shook his head, Nico just laughed under his breath. “I mean, I get it. I have a sister who pulls all-nighters to finish an art project she has all the time in the world for. You were in the zone.”

Will laughed quietly too, although it was shortened by a yawn. “The worst part? This isn’t even my fault. I’ve been building all day.” He was forcing his eyelids to not go half-lidded; he didn’t need Nico interpreting what was exhaustion for, well, something else.

He went back to the roller in front of him. Nico just stood there a moment, fiddling with the sleeve of his hoodie.

Finally, he spoke again. “My sister is supporting her boyfriend in some language singing competition, and I’m her ride home. So I’m going to be here awhile if you, uh, want some help?” he offered.

Will just smiled to himself. “You don’t know what you’re getting into. Trust me, you do not want to be doing this.” When he glanced up, his hand with the sink hose shifted and he accidentally splashed water all over his jeans. “I prove my point.”

“I mean, I could sort of guess by your expression when I walked up here that you aren’t exactly enjoying yourself-”

“Tell me about it.”

Nico snorted at Will’s eye roll before continuing. “-But, maybe it’ll be more fun with someone to talk to. Plus, four hands are better than two?”

“If you insist. Don’t say I didn’t warn you though.”

Truthfully, Will was terrified. He knew how stupid that sounded, being a senior nervous to talk to this random junior that he forgot about up until a few months ago. Sure, they were friends, but always backstage with a thousand other people. Neither had really talked to the other one-on-one, and there was nobody in this wing of the school.

It was quiet for a moment, only the sound of the hose running as Nico handed him brushes to spray down.

Will took the plunge and spoke first. “How did you get into acting? You always seemed pretty quiet freshman year.”

Nico looked surprised. “Yeah, I never really thought I would like it either. But Hazel heard me singing and told me I could try out for some local church theatre. Turns out I’m not bad.”

“You’re telling me,” Will chuckled. “I couldn’t have been only one blown away by your audition.”

Nico didn’t respond, heat rising to his cheeks. Will wasn’t quite sure if it was him specifically or if Nico was just generally surprised by compliments. Honestly, he didn’t know which one he preferred either.

“Uh, thanks,” Nico smiled sheepishly before clearing his throat.“So, how did you end up becoming stage manager?”

“Dunno. I always wanted to be in one of the shows, but I figured out pretty quickly that I didn’t exactly have the voice for it, so tech crew was the next best thing.”

Nico lifted his head from the bucket and looked over at him. He wasn’t smiling, but he looked intrigued. “Usually when people say they can’t sing, they’re over exaggerating,” he pointed out. Without warning, he started pulled out his phone and pulled up the Addams family album. He tapped the screen a few times before “Pulled” started to play. When they got to the chorus, Nico started singing along.

“I'm being pulled in a new direction,

But I think I like it.

I think I like it.”

He gestured for Will to join. With hesitation, he did.

“I’m being pulled in a new direction

Through my painful pursuit,

Somehow birdies took root.

All the things I detested impossibly cute.

What do I do?”

Unfortunately, Will wasn’t exaggerating when he said his voice sucked. He had no sense of rhythm and was mostly tone deaf. Next to Nico, he didn’t sound any better. At least singing along to the recording made up for it a little bit.

He was pretty sure Nico was laughing at him, but that didn’t really matter. They went back to working on the brushes.

When the bridge came, Will accidentally splashed Nico with the hose as he mocked a violin at “string quartets,” which just resulted in an all out splash war. By the end of the song, both were completely soaked and nearly in tears with laughter.

Nico switched off his phone before the next song could play. “I don’t think you’ll be playing Wednesday anytime soon,” he said through laughter. “Though honestly, I wish you were. I would love to see that with a live band. Plus kissing you is probably easier than kissing Piper.”

Will chose to ignore that last comment for the sake of the sudden butterflies in his stomach. “You’d rather kiss me than Piper?”

Nico shrugged. “Kissing a girl is one thing. Kissing a girl who is also one of my best friends is another. That’s like kissing my sister.” They both shuddered.

(Well, at least he wasn’t being friendzoned).

“Could be worse,” he pointed out. “You could have to kiss your actual sister.”

Nico laughed. “You’re right, that’s so much worse than having to just kiss a girl.”

They finished up pretty quickly after that and said their goodbyes. Walking to his car, Will felt different. Lighter, almost.

It wasn’t until he started the engine when it clicked in his brain.

This wasn’t just some little crush on a guy he thinks is cute.

Will was falling.

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The Women’s Airforce Service Pilots

WASPs Frances Green, Margaret (Peg) Kirchner, Ann Waldner and Blanche Osborn in front of a B-17 Flying Fortress. These four female pilots leaving their ship at the four engine school at Lockbourne are members of a group of WASPS who have been trained to ferry the B-17 Flying Fortresses. (U.S. Air Force photo)  [source]  

Formation As the United States geared up for World War II after Pearl Harbor, it became clear that there were not enough military pilots to serve both home and abroad. Two women sprang into action to address this need. Nancy Harkness Love and Jacqueline Cochran both began lobbying for using women pilots in the war effort in 1941, but it would take a while for the lack of male pilots to be felt and overcome the prejudice against female pilots. In the summer of 1942, Love began recruiting women under the direction of the American Army Air Force and they were commissioned in September as the Women's Auxiliary Ferrying Squadron to ferry airplanes from factories to flight schools across the country. Meanwhile, Jacqueline Cochran had returned from setting up a similar group in Britain and was put in charge of the Women's Flying Training Detachment in November of the same year under the Army Air Force commander, General Arnold. The first class of WFTDs started training at the Houston Municipal Airport before more permanent quarters were found for them in Sweetwater, Texas at the Avenger Airfield. Both groups continued to operate until August 1943 when they were merged to form the Women's Airforce Service Pilots under Jacqueline Cochran.

WASP trainees, c. 1943. [source]

Training and Duties At Avenger Field, the women were subject to military order, but were still considered civilians. They had to pay for their room and board and had no benefits if they were ill. The women were required to already have some flying experience, but also received addition training. They gained about 210 hours of flight time, spread between several of the most used military aircraft, and 285 hours of classroom instruction over seven months. Male pilots would often come visit the training grounds and Avenger Field was eventually limited to emergency landings only to prevent them from disrupting the women's training, though that didn't stop men from planning emergency landings to get a chance to spend time with the women. The planes were not designed for the women's smaller frames and the WASPs would often carry extra parachutes to be used as booster seats. Despite this, these women often ferried some of the largest aircraft, including B-17 bombers. As they proved themselves as pilots, they were tapped to drag targets for live ammunition target practice, helped with flight training, and tested damaged aircraft. The WASPs were often the first to fly a plane off the line or after it had been repaired, jobs which required numerous emergency landings. Altogether, 1,074 women graduated from the program at Avenger Field, 38 of whom would die in the line of duty. Jacqueline Cochran refused to accept black women as WASPs - she was afraid their presence would jeopardize the program - but two Chinese women were accepted, one of whom, Hazel Ying Lee, died in a plane crash. Altogether, the WASPs ferried more than 12,000 planes and flew 60 million miles between 1942 and the end of the abrupt end of the program in December 1944.

President Barack Obama signs S.614 in the Oval Office July 1. The bill awards a Congressional Gold Medal to Women Airforce Service Pilots. The WASP program was established during World War II, and from 1942 to 1943, more than a thousand women joined, flying sixty million miles of non-combat military missions.  Of the women who received their wings as Women Airforce Service Pilots, approximately 300 are living today. (Official White House photo/Pete Souza)  [source]

Delayed Recognition The WASPs were never officially considered part of the military. In 1944, General Arnold supported a bill in congress to make the WASPs part of the regular military, but it failed. As the war wound down in Europe and more male pilots returned, the WASPs were considered superfluous and the program was terminated. The women were left in whatever city they happened to be in with no resources. The other WASPs would take up collections to help them get home. Since they weren't considered veterans, they also had no access to veteran's benefits, such as health care or education. Most of the women continued on with their lives, keeping in touch and forming reunion groups as the women aged, but not talking too much about their service. Then, in 1976, the Air Force released a statement they were accepting women to be pilots and it would be the first time women had flown for the Air Force. The WASPs were furious at the erasure of their history. After persistent lobbying, Congress granted the women veteran status in 1977. The women began speaking more about their service and built an archive at Texas Women's University. Today, Dr. Katherine Sharp Landdeck of Texas Women's University is one of the experts on the WASPs and has done a lot to bring their story into the public eye. She was interviewed a few years ago on the @missedinhistory podcast [Part 1, Part 2], and has a book forthcoming in 2020, The Women with Silver Wings, which has already been optioned as a film. In 2010, the WASPs received the Congressional Gold Medal, though by that time, only about 300 of the WASPs were still alive. And the fight for their legacy continues. In 2018, the Texas Board of Education included the WASPs on a list of figures to remove from Texas history books in an effort to "streamline" curriculum, though the motion failed after public outcry.

[klaushargreeves]

tua tag game, i was tagged by @kasbprak thank you Eddie!!

rules: answer the questions and tag 1-5 blogs. (asdshfdhdfg)

What made you watch tua? Comic book fan! Had too! Also Robert Sheehan and Ellen Page fan.

Which character initially caught your eye?   Diego!!! HES MEXICAN!? THANK YOU. Goodbye white Diego.

How many times have you watched the season? Once. I can’t stand Hazel and Cha-Cha splitting up. I can’t stand how violently the black character was hurt and left to die. I cant stand the Jewish character controlling the end of the world. I can’t stand Luther and Allison shipping.  (The writers could of fixed that, but they took the bad and added worse and worse stuff so good job you idiots.)

What song on the soundtrack is your favorite? The phantom of the opera opening was (ok emoji) They Might be Giants - Instanbul  (MY HEAR T WAS RACING MAN) Woodkin - Run Boy Run (i cried so hard, five please)

What character did you dislike at first but like now? Five was annoying to me in the comic books, I just felt he was too powerful but seeing him in action in the show, and seeing him be soft, ended my stupid soul. I respect this poor kid. (old man). He’s doing his best. (and made me respect him in the comics too)

Which relationship is your favorite?  Klaus with any of the sibs being completely supportive of them despite the mess he is/in. Pogo...... the kids : C  Grace with Diego 

What is one thing you want to see in season 2?  better treatment of black actors actresses, better treatment of poc actors actresses, erasure of jews controlling the world, Hazel magically dies cause hes pointless without Cha-Cha. Allison and Luther stop that entirely, no one talks about it.  I just want my comics, sorry. The show just isnt for me. Which makes me very sad cause I love umbrella academy so much. 

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so yeah fuck sjm for the way she’s treating her only lesbian character by making her have sex with a dude to ‘fix’ herself and all the potential harm she’s gonna do to her young lesbian readers Stop trying to go all queen diversity when it's not canon that the guys are poc unless it described in the book. plus rowalien is abusive and makes no sense and maybe you should read thepaige-turners whole thesis on it and it's fake feminism

I’d respond to all your points in your other four asks that took up my phone screen, but honestly, I’m busy trying to get my own novel written, so I’ll just address a few quickly. 

1) Mor isn’t a lesbian. She hasn’t had sex with males to ‘fix herself’ - She explicitly says she likes both but leans towards females. Bisexual people can have a preference! Your bisexual erasure isn’t cool, friendo.

“I do find pleasure in them. In both.” - Mor to Feyre in ACOWAR, page 589

“I slept with males in part because I enjoyed it, but… also to stop people from looking too closely.” Mor to Feyre in ACOWAR, page 590 

To keep people from looking too closely… as many LGBT+ folks do who aren’t comfortable being out.

She also hides it so it doesn’t get back to her family. One same-sex couple in power doesn’t mean that everyone accepts it. Seriously, it would be unrealistic for Mor to come out to a knowingly phobic family. It also seems that she sees her sexuality as the one thing, the only thing that is hers and hers alone, belonging to only her. I can relate to that with my gender. Does that make me a terrible person too, or? 

“….I’ve hidden it because…” She tilted back her head, looking skyward. “Because I live in terror of my family finding out — and shaming me, hurting me because this one thing that has remained wholly mine.” - Mor to Feyre in ACOWAR, page 590

2) Maas describes other Illyrians as having brown skin. Golden brown may not have been a good choice of words, but they’re brown-skinned canonically. 

Like Azriel and Cassian, they possessed dark hair and eyes of assorted Hazel and Brown. And like my friends, their skin was rich shades of golden brown, some flecked with bone-white scars of varying severity. ACOWAR, chapter 51, page 483. 

3) We see a lot of things in SJM’s books that we don’t elsewhere in mainstream fiction. Female agency, for one. Male sexual abuse is tackled. We see a man who is both emotional, yet powerful. We see someone leaving an abusive relationship, someone dealing with mental illness (Feyre has PTSD, fight me), we see feminism….etc.

4) I can’t comment on TOG, because I keep lending my books out instead of actually reading them. 

I’m not going to go on any longer because I really need to get back to my work, but seriously. Next time, know what you’re talking about before you come crashing into my inbox.

[astudyinfreewill]

92 TRUTHS TAG GAME rules: once you have been tagged you are supposed to write 92 truths about yourself. at the end, choose 25 people to tag!

I was tagged by @hestlias, thanks bb! <3 putting this under a cut for length, here we go:

LAST… [1] drink: fennel herbal tea [2] phone call: facetime with my parents [3] text message: claire @mishcollin on text, ambra @silkspectred on whatsapp <3 [4] song you listened to: omg i had like... a super cheesy 80s playlist on streaming, so i think it was ‘total eclipse of the heart’ [5] time you cried: lol probably when i watched the merlin finale for the second time

HAVE YOU EVER… [6] dated someone twice: listen i barely get to date people once [7] been cheated on: not that i know of [8] kissed someone and regretted it: no [9] lost someone special: yes [10] been depressed: YEP [11] gotten drunk and thrown up: nope (i do get tipsy/drunk, but never to the point of sickness)

LIST 3 FAVOURITE COLOURS: [12] blue [13] violet [14] pale pink

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU… [15] made new friends: yes [16] fallen out of love: amazingly, i think i finally have [17] laughed until you cried: no [18] found out someone was talking about you: i don’t think so? [19] met someone who changed you: not in any drastic way, i don’t think [20] found out who your true friends are: yes...ish, or to be more precise -- i was lucky enough to have it confirmed again i have amazing friends to count on, but i’ve also fallen out of touch with people whom i still consider friends, so... who knows, man, who knows [21] kissed someone on your facebook list: lol nope

GENERAL… [22] how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: i don't know half of them half as well as i should like, and i like less than half of them half as well as they deserve (ok but on the real, i think i know most of them irl, i’m kind of a picky fb adder) [23] do you have any pets: no but i really want a cat :( [24] do you want to change your name: no [25] what did you do for your last birthday: went out to dinner with my closest friends, then out for drinks with them and some university buddies [26] what time did you wake up: around 11am, but in my defence i was up till 4am working on a thesis chapter [27] what were you doing at midnight last night: working on my dissertation sob :))))) [28] name something you cannot wait for: i don’t have any big events coming up, but it would be super nice to meet some internet friends irl :’) [29] when was the last time you saw your mother: yesterday morning, she was visiting for the weekend ♥️ [30] what is one thing you wish you could change about your life: i would like to actually have the willpower and focus to work on things when and how much i want to/need to [31] what are you listening to right now: nothing [32] have you ever talked to a person named tom: ...i actually don’t think i have [33] something that is getting on your nerves: mansplaining, racism, bigotry, ~men’s rights activists, american politics, uk politics, rape culture, heteronormATIVITY, BI ERASURE, THE PATRIARCHY--- [34] most visited website: either my university webmail, or some combo of twitter/facebook [35] elementary: sorta lonely [36] high school: once i was asked if i was a devil worshipper bc i was wearing fishnet gloves [37] college: interesting, challenging, but also fREE ME :))) [38] hair colour: naturally v dark brown, shaded auburn [39] long or short hair: short, trying to grow it out (we’ll see how long i last) [40] do you have a crush on someone: not really, though this one professor at my uni is fine as hell [41] what do you like about yourself? i try to be kind, i’ve got nice eyes, some people find my dry/nerdy sense of humour funny. sometimes i make words happen in a not-too-bad way

[42] piercings: ears (2 left, 1 right)

[43]blood type: A-

[44] nickname: none [45] relationship status: single and often not in the mood to mingle [46] zodiac sign: aquarius [47] pronouns: she/her [48] fav tv show: currently i’m slightly obsessed with merlin >> i also greatly enjoy brooklyn nine nine, new girl, parks and recreation, and jane the virgin [49] tattoos: none but i’m considering getting one shhh it’s a secret [50] right or left handed: right-handed

FIRST… [51] surgery: never had one (fingers crossed) [52] piercing: oh boy, i think i was like 11? [53] best friend: i don’t think i really have one best friend, currently, but i do have an irl #squad of 3 amazing ladies and we’d probably help each other bury bodies (ok maybe not quite but u get me) [54] sport: LMAO (ok no i actually really want to start yoga but....... i’m so lazy.........) [55] vacation: yes please [56] pair of trainers: uhh currently just a really comfy pair of trainers from an italian brand?

RIGHT NOW… [57] eating: nothing [58] drinking: still fennel tea [59] i’m about to: probably queue some posts on tumblr, watch a few youtube videos, and then sleep [60] listening to: ~the sound of silence~ (literally, not the song) [61] waiting for: me to finally get my life together and stop being a disorganised trainwreck [62] want: to be happy, or at least content with where i’m at. also, to write. [63] get married: would be nice, but not a priority/necessity [64] career: as long as it pays the bills and is not mind-numbingly boring, i’m up for anything

WHICH IS BETTER…

[65] hugs or kisses: hugs [66] lips or eyes: eyes [67] shorter or taller: taller [68] older or younger: irrelevant as long as the age difference isn’t extreme [69] romantic or spontaneous: spontaneous [70] nice arms or nice stomach: arms [71] sensitive or loud: sensitive [72] hook up or relationship: relationships [73] troublemaker or hesitant: hesitant

HAVE YOU EVER… [74] kissed a stranger? no [75] drank hard liquor? yes [76] lost glasses/contact lenses? i would probably be dead if i had [77] turned someone down: yes [78] sex on first date? no [79] broken someone’s heart? one person, probably [80] had your own heart broken? yes [81] been arrested? no [82] cried when someone died? yes [83] fallen for a friend: yes

DO YOU BELIEVE IN… [84] yourself? sometimes (rarely) [85] miracles? yes [86] love at first sight? i believe in infatuation at first sight; love takes time to build [87] santa claus? no [88] kiss on the first date? depends on how it goes! [89] angels? yes, though not necessarily ones with fluffy wings and halos

OTHER… [90] current best friend’s name: don’t have just one best friend, but the group chat of my main girls is labeled ‘boss ass bitches’, which is hilarious because we are in fact 4 gigantic nerds [91] eye colour: hazel [92] favourite movie: stardust for feel-good movie, the lotr trilogy for epicness

i’m super sorry i’m literally exhaUSTED but this was fun!!! so please go ahead and steal it ♥️