Femslash February!

I think a lot of us in fandom can agree on one thing: f/f doesn’t get enough love. So for the next month, let’s try to do something about it.

I pledge to focus my creative energies on ships between women for the month of February. While m/m and m/f shipping is great, let’s make this month all about the ladies.

I will make two fanworks—or more!—devoted to a lady ship. I’ll use my creative power to increase the number of f/f fanworks out there and the awareness of these awesome ships. And I hope you’ll join me in this.

How to participate?

Reblog this post!

If you’re a fanwork creator—whether a fic writer, a fanartist, a graphic maker, or something else (fanmixes, podfic, cosplay, anything goes!): decide to focus on f/f for the month. Make (at least!) two fanworks for f/f pairings throughout the month. Tag them #femslash february.

Whether you’re a creator or not: signal boost the shit out of this! Track the #femslash february tag! Show your love for the awesome works that are sure to come out of this!

Have questions? Just excited? Put it in the #femslash february tag or come talk to me, soaringrachel!

Let’s get creating!

Top five quotes of Orihara Izaya

The Mentalist as Disney characters

requested by sau

The Doctor didn’t like the room he was in. The window was too small, for one, and the only view was of the rest of the hospital building and the parking lot below.  The rest of the room tried too hard to combat the stiff sterility and clinical feel. The potted plant in the corner, the curtains’ bland design of pale gold, cream, and dull pink, the soft, dimmed lighting, the too-firm armchair…they all made it worse, not better.

But then there was the reason he was here, and even in her fragile state, she took his breath away.  Rose laid there on the bed, peaceful but for the tangle of tubes and wires surrounding her and the harsh lullaby of steady beeps and ticks accompanied by the soft whoosh of the machine that was breathing for her.

He shifted restlessly in the armchair by her side, unable to get comfortable and unable to discern if this was the chair’s fault or how his mind was trying to string together the words he wanted to say.

"You know," he started,"you know I don’t want you to go, Rose. But you don’t have to stay…for me. I’ll be all right. ‘Sides, I’ll be right behind you—Oi! I already hear you fussing and moaning. No, not like that. I wouldn’t dream of offing myself. The number of times you saved this sorry hide? That’d be quite rude, wouldn’t it?"

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Mikorei Week ✘ Day 6: Death and what comes after
Suoh Mikoto was not a man suitable for friendship but it was hard to see him go.

Les Miserables AU: University + A cappella

In which Enjolras is just as passionate about a cappella as he is about politics; Grantaire sings the cup song to join a club he’s only interested in for it’s leader; Marius is stupidly in love with a girl from the girls’ group; and, of course, there are parties. Many, many parties.

❝ there is one way to keep me locked up here forever… you could do it, munakata. keep an eye on me personally. twenty-four hours a day, inside this cell. if i become violent, you can restrain me by force