As someone that has grown up surrounded by beaches and done surf life saving, I know how the sea works. Lots of people dont. Every summer multiple tourists die here because they don’t respect the sea, if you’re going to the coast, here’s a thing I saw on Facebook.
wow.
reblogging for all of us that grew up in land locked states, then visit the ocean and are used to just plunging into a lake.
Why the FUCK is this not a thing they taught me in school in California
Lan Wangji manages to Terrify a Roomful of Surly Teens with the Slightest Hint of Disapproval. How does he do it. What is his Secret. 5/10
He isn’t Angry, but he is Disappointed. Did the Romantic Moment they shared in a cave when Wei Wuxian was half out of his mind with Fever and Resentful Energy really leave so small an impression?? 7/10
Lan Wangji could just stab Jiang Wanyin. Would Wei Wuxian be Angry if Lan Wangji stabbed Jiang Wanyin? He would probably be A Little Angry. But if Jiang Wanyin keeps Running His Mouth it might be worth it… 3/10
Lan Wangji is perhaps a Tiny Bit Amused at the idea of Wei Wuxian wreaking havoc for the Jins while pretending to be Everybody’s Favourite Alleged Sex Pest, Mo Xuanyu. But Good Luck getting him to give you anything more than an Enigmatic Non-Smile about it. 8/10
Lan Wangji struggles valiantly to not judge Nie Huaisang Too Harshly. After all, he is simply Baby. But Wow, That’s A Lot Of Weeping. 7.5/10
Lan Wangji is absolutely Not Charmed by this tiny paperman. There is No Time for Tomfoolery Here! But wait, it shouldn’t leave Just Yet! Lan Wangji must Gaze Lovingly at it and tell it to Be Careful first! Just in case. 7/10
Wei Wuxian should Stay Right Here and just Gently Hold Lan Wangji’s Hand For A Bit. This is Ideal. 10/10
He’s right, Lan Wangji. You Idiot. You Buffoon. A Chicken? What Were You Thinking. 1/10
Two Chickens. Yes!! Now We’re Talking. You’re a Genius, Lan Wangji 10/10
Wei Wuxian? Telling Lan Wangji to be Good? My how the Tables have Tabled. 10/10
He’s So Angry to have his Good Time utterly Ruined. Completely Unacceptable. The least this Spooky Bitch could do is Stand Still and Let Himself Be Stabbed. 1/10
Lan Wangji takes us on a roller coaster ride of all the Major Emotions: Breaking the Rules, Bunnies, Regretting Everything, and Sad. A truly impressive range. 5/10
Good. Tonight has been a Good Night. Stole some Chickens (for Love), did a Tiny Bit of Vandalism (for Fun), didn’t let Some Jerk kill Wei Wuxian (for Love). Plus he got to talk about So Many Feelings. Definitely nothing to feel Embarrassed or Ashamed about later! 10/10
The Shame just rolling off him in Waves. Look at that Averted Gaze. That Clenched Jaw. Someone please save this man from the Consequences of his Actions. 2.5/10
Absolute Panic. Lan Wangji teeters on the verge of a Qi Deviation or maybe just Screaming Internally and Running Away. 1.5/10
Something about this Thick Fog and Portentous Atmosphere tells Lan Wangji that they’re in Flashback City, Population: Ghosts. Time to make himself Scarce and fight a Mystery Man for a while. 4/10
I’m cheating because this is not technically a WIP, as @fatalfangirl and I just posted a fic for @whatevertheweather’s birthday today. It’s a friends-to-lovers (yes, again ) Normal AU in which Simon volunteers to be Baz’s date to his Aunt Fiona’s wedding. You can read Plus OneonAO3 now, but here’s a snippet:
Baz
“Hey, no stressing yet,” he says.
“Yet being the operative word,” I say, and Simon tsks in response.
“You’re forgetting, you’ve got me here with you. And I’m a blast at weddings.”
I arch an eyebrow at him in question and he doubles down on his assertion.
“I mean it! Once we make it through the prep and the ceremony, we’re gonna have the best time. We’ll drink and stuff our faces with cake and dance the night away. Trust me, you’ll be so glad you brought me as your date.” He catches his slip up and makes an embarrassed face. This isn’t a real date and we both know it. (As desperately as I wish it was.)
“You’re right, I’m sure I’ll be relieved you’ve come as my friend,” I say, trying to save face for him.
He looks stricken, and I wonder how I could have possibly bungled this up further.
Stacy and I had so much fun writing this, it’s so stinking cute. And a very happy birthday again to Elly, who deserves all the stinking cuteness in the world ❤️
i think i’ve complained about this before but it’s still annoying so here we go again: the problem with the entire old republic era is that everyone and their goldfish gets called “sith,” regardless of the actual degree of connection between them
this makes things a bit taxonomically complex, and encourages the casual player/reader/whatever to smush literally every single entity or faction with the “sith” label into a monolithic, undifferentiated soup of Bad Guys despite the fact that these are, or at least should be, distinct groups of people.
add in frequent writer-level conflation of these groups and their beliefs, goals, and methods, and what you’re left with is A Mess™
Oh. Oh yes. Word origins is where the tasty bits are. *Rubs hands together*
The etymologist in me goes fucking bonkers NUTS over this kind of thing because I want to add all the crunchy snacks on top like:
What does the word “Sith” originally translate to? What does it “mean”? What root does it come from? Where are its origins? How did that origin influence its spread as a term and an idea, and how did it develop and morph as time went on? Which cultures saw something different in its origin, and how did they apply it to their own understanding of what “Sith” meant? How did that effect the source as time went on? How did the word spread to the rest of the galaxy, and who was the introducer (because that would definitely have a HUGE impact on how Sith, as a word, was perceived by the greater galaxy)? And being as cultural views and values vary so widely, how did each culture interpret the idea of “Sith” as they were introduced to it? What did they see? How did their subsequent interactions with Sith influence, in turn, Sith’s perceptions of themselves (of any flavour)? And on and on and on. Words as concepts and ideas change so easily and fluidly as they are discovered and used by different people, and that in turn heavily influences the makeup of very thing those words are trying to describe.
It’s like the most convoluted game of telephone you could possibly imagine. How delicious. How delightful. How positively infuriating :3
