Author: lebelinoria

crimsonclad:

The thing about Persuasion that just kills me is that the central premise— “I hope the person who broke my heart has a miserable life and I get to watch them be humiliated while I get everything I ever wanted” is so universal.

But Wentworth is only able to fully enjoy it for like A DAY before he starts realizing how terrible it is. He watches Anne suffer in silence and he hates it. He watches her being treated like an inconvenience and a joke and a piece of furniture and he hates it. He hears sneering comments at her expense and he hates it. He spends evening after evening in her company, where he is celebrated as a handsome, dashing hero while she is shoved to the side and ignored and he hates it.

He probably spent a lot of heartbroken hours out on the sea wishing revenge on her (like ten years’ worth), but then he gets to see it happening and revenge turns out not to be that sweet after all. He probably thought “I hope she never gets married to anyone else and she has to spend the rest of her miserable life with her miserable family, listening to them talk about nothing and regretting ever letting me go.” But then he has to watch her live through it, and it is just excruciating. Watching her bite her tongue. Watching her keep her eyes down on her clasped hands. Watching her silently accept everything as if she deserves it.

He’s like, “YES, it’s all HAPPENING! She’s all ALONE and PALE and OLD and…sad. And her family treats her terribly, and she’s— no one is talking to her. No one even knows that she’s funny and smart, they just— they just make her sit in the corner. She’s hardly eating anything. And she really isn’t that old, but they are acting like she’s dead? Her family is even worse than they used to be, how is that even possible? Why isn’t anyone helping her? Why is she the only person taking care of anyone? Why isn’t anyone taking care of her?”

And his nasty “she’s so altered I should not have known her again” comment that he KNOWS got back to her starts ringing in his ears. And his cocky “yeah I’m just here to find a YOUNG, HOT girl to marry now that I’m SUCH A CATCH, whatevs” approach starts to make him feel queasy, because she’s HELPING, she’s trying to stay out of his way and help him pick a young wife, and she hardly ever smiles anymore, not really. He watches her slip out of rooms when he enters them and he hears her laughing with her nephew sometimes but then go quiet when anyone else approaches, and he doesn’t know what to do.

Anyway, every fandom has a bunch of Pride and Prejudice AUs, but I WANT PERSUASION AUS. I NEED THEM. I NEED THEM. 

codenamecesare:

awfullythick:

kivrin:

mjolnirsammy:

writing is great but it’s also insanely tiring because like

  • writing is frustrating
  • not writing is frustrating
  • wanting to write and not being able to is frustrating
  • not wanting to write but knowing you have to because deadlines are a thing is frustrating

also

  • not wanting to write but wanting the satisfaction of having written is frustrating.
  • writing thousands of words while suspecting they are all garbage and knowing you won’t be able to tell for sure until at least a month from now is frustrating
  • Writing out of sequence, so you’ve produced a ton of words but can’t share any of them because you haven’t written the scenes that lead up to them… also frustrating

NHL!Bitty, Part XII –  ‘A Stanley Cup Wedding’

whoacanada:

The Schooners win game seven and dethrone the defending champion Falconers to claim Seattle’s first national title. 

Eric was definitely not expecting Jack to propose immediately after losing.

(A rework of the ‘Game 7 PVD vs SEA’ prompt that totally retcons some NHL!Bitty stuff, so timeline-wise: the Falconers took the cup Eric’s second year with the Schooners. The Schooners win the following season.)

NHL!Bitty Masterpost


Game Seven. Third period. Eric’s running on adrenaline, blue Gatorade, and rage.

Jack and the rest of the Falconers first line are racing to catch up, but Eric is ‘criminally fast’ (thank you ESPN for the lovely descriptor), and it’s almost too easy to whip the puck to Carter and wait for the siren.

Snowy can’t stop it. The Schooners will win in regulation. 

For a brief, terrifying moment, Eric sees Morin’s breakaway as the death knell of his relationship. He has flashes of Freshman year and he thinks ‘Jack is going to hate me’.

Eric closes his eyes and waits.

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Bitty: You two have been studying for an awfully long time, you sure you don’t need a break?
Tango: I’ll be fine. One night last semester I stayed awake for five nights
Whiskey: ONE night?
Tango: And what a night.

altonzm:

yungmethuselah:

There’s no reason you can’t eat pie at every meal. They make fruit pies, vegetable pies, meat pies, meat substitute pies, I mean pies easily cover 100% of your necessary nutrient groups. They even make cake pies. The only reason not to switch over to pie entirely is pie sucks.

you were so close to a revolutionary thesis and then you betrayed me and every citizen of good standing

Thoughts on Nursey’s Parents

rhysiana:

So a while ago in the stream chat, the “Nursey has two moms” headcanon came up, and N was like, “That’s wild. I mean, it’s always been that Nursey’s dad is white and his mom is black, but okay.” (That’s paraphrased.) And obviously his parents have never appeared or even really been mentioned in canon, so headcanon away with the 2-4 moms, etc., but I’ve been thinking about how the more canon-based version of his family could give us the character we see enter Samwell as a frog.

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checkbitts:

so, after being on synthetic ice for the first time today i would like to propose:

the falcs doing PR, and they’ve set up a synth rink to like… show off or something? do a few puck drills and net a few goals before talking to the camera, that sort of thing.

they were told in advance that it would be synth ice, because there was a womens game on their rink or something. all of them were told it was just like skating on real ice, they’d be fine, but they’d have some time before the media arrived to give it a go

but, media being media, there were people there early, from local papers and all of that. they were there to witness what is now known as “the unmentionable press day”

first on is jack, always ready to get on the ice, ready first in his skates and falcs jacket with his falcs shirt on underneath. jeans, because that’s how he is. he makes his running jump like he does on the rink, two steps towards teh ice, then launch, and. and.

he makes it to the centre mark. on his face.

marty next, manages two steps before he gets cocky and tries to build up speed. there’s a thud as he hits the synth ass-first. jacks rolled up to sitting, laughing (the photographers do in fact take many photos of this rare sight) at his fellow A.

then thirdy. much more cautious, he’s seen the other two. he steps on, takes a few steps forward, hand over the barrier – not touching, but ready. he takes another step, trips over a join between two of the panels. ends up hanging over the barrier, legs in a half split.

all three of them are laughing at this point, jack and marty are still on the ground

then comes tater, boundless enthusiasm, skating along almost with ease until he reaches the end, tries to turn. he lifts his foot for a crossover, and a yelp is heard back in the changing area as his remaining foot slides out, then the thud as he hits the ground.

the rest of the team are very cautiously sticking their heads out of the makeshift tunnel to see what the hell just happened. at least two are almost falling over because they’re laughing so hard.

jack manages to get to his feet, holding back laughter, the steely focus visible on his face. he stays up, wiggles his feet a little. manages to stay upright.

then snowy comes on. snowy launches himself onto the ice just like jack had, but somehow, somehow he stays upright. he makes it to the opposite wall, turns to look at everyone, shrugs a little at their questioning expressions.

everyone else wobbles their way on with varying levels of success.

the cameras of each and every photographer is checked by george herself, and all photos and videos from the warm up deleted, but at least one video makes it to twitter.

a tweeted picture of jack, shaky-legged and looking absolutely terrified, becomes the smh group chat icon for at least two months.