You don’t need someone to complete you, you only need someone to accept you completely.
— Lauryn Hill (via thehannahgirlblog)
(Under construction - figuring this thing out.)
This poor sketch was lying on my desk.
(As an attempt to draw Murgen, one of the annalists in the series The Black Company. An happy guy.)
Colin O’Donoghue on the set of OUAT (August 12th 2014)
In a country where many girls are still discouraged from going to school, Sushma Verma is having anything but a typical childhood.
The 13-year-old girl from a poor family in north India has enrolled in a master’s degree in microbiology, after her father sold his land to pay for some of his daughter’s tuition in the hope of catapulting her into India’s growing middle class.
Verma finished high school at 7 and earned an undergraduate degree at age 13 — milestones she said were possible only with the sacrifices and encouragement of her uneducated and impoverished parents.
“They allowed me to do what I wanted to do,” Verma said in an interview, speaking her native language of Hindi. “I hope that other parents don’t impose their choices on their children.” (AP Photo/Rajesh Kumar Singh)
It’s my hope that in the future, women of color will be able to forge careers in STEM without the necessity of sacrifices or financial hardship. Sushma Verma’s accomplishments can hopefully light our way forward.
This will just be a drabble, I said. 500 words max, I said.
…it’s now planned to be eight chapters and the first one is already 5,000 words.
gizkasparadise said: YOU ASKED FOR THIS Druxy - Something which looks good on the outside, but is actually rotten inside. Ivan/Alina
A part of Ivan hates that he chose this.
He looks upon her ragtag collection of Grisha, who will never be enough to stand against the might of the Darkling, at her pet otkazat’sya, at the rabble who call her saint, and knows that he is an idiot. Knows that he could have been in the shadow of the man who will rule the world one day, who will bring it peace, who will satisfy the aching need for revenge that has gnawed away at him as his family members were picked off, one by one.
And then he looks at her, and is quiet.
There is no certainty, when it comes to Alina. None of the sense of purpose, the knowledge that things will work out as planned. The release of her powers might have smoothed away some shadows, but everything since has left others in their place. Most don’t see it. Most aren’t Ivan.
He hadn’t cared, at first. Alina had been the price to pay for vengeance. For peace. And then Kribirsk had been the price to pay. And then other Grisha. And Ivan had found himself at the Little Palace, pointing out that they couldn’t afford to execute at Heartrender as powerful as him when their forces were already so pathetic, and Alina had stood surety for his good behaviour.
Why? he asks her later. He doesn’t add the rest - why put herself on the line for someone who had failed to do the same for her?
She takes her time in responding, staring up at the sky. Because I understand, she says finally. What it is to look at him and see everything, only to find that it’s all an illusion.
Ivan feels the pull, then. And when he’s done looking at the others and hating himself, he looks at her, and knows he is one of them.