We-are-Fuse

Poems for the Winter Solstice

I.

A translation of light

Might move a mountain

Bring a word to the world

Wedded to waiting

Parables traveling the parabola

Of history

Like a knowing, hidden smile.

II.

Static cling on the periphery

Catch the stars on destiny’s

Cobolt blue blanket sky

Like a wish worth whispering.

Whether we are here

At the beginning or the end

We are fused by the same heat

And light.

III.

A camel silhouetted on the periphery

An isolated exodus

Bears gifts from the followers

Of hopeful astrologies,

Sewing what sweaters

In expectation of the cold.

IV.

You can have my body,

Said the Baptist who ate wild honey,

Grasshoppers, locusts, nuts and berries

In loincloth romance with the apocalypse,

But my soul belongs to—

The swift blade that ends each sentence with its own answer

Gives back to the stars.  

V.

The more beautiful question

Contains no answer

We open its silence like a gift

Left in the darkest parts

Of our sleepless nights

Pretending not to be afraid.

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we fuse together to become ‘Dilddy Lestowell’ and go dating in.. 

DREAM DADDY! 🌈👨‍👧

imacrazedfangirl  asked:

I love your voltron headcannons I'm actually gonna scream

shhh be quiet people are sleeping

  • “…why do the lions make a person? why not a bigger lion? guys? gu-?”
  • what happens if the paladins are at a party and there’s an emergency
    • [alarms start blaring] allura, looking down at her bigass complicated dress: “…quiznak”
    • keith: “where’s allura” allura, shoving clumps of hair into her helmet: “I’m here- ow quiznak-”
  • lance, bursting into keith’s room at 3am: “keith if we fused would our bayard be a crossbow or throwing knives”
  • sometimes in battle keith’ll pause to listen to the laser guns to figure out what sound they make
  • one day while looking through storage coran finds his singing cape
    • he wears it 24/7 for two weeks before the team votes to ban it
    • but he’ll regularly pull it out for disguise purposes
    • one time while being chased coran’s cape starts singing and the guy stops and is like “wait… i recognize that theme song! if it isn’t coran coran the fightin’ man!”
    • so yeah it’s one of coran’s old army buddies?? small world???
  • hunk: “aw pidge looks so cute when she’s sleepy” pidge, sleepily: “i could destroy you” hunk: “haha i know little buddy”
SKAM S04E05 Clip 3 - Bad Feeling

[ELLINOR: Ahh, it’ll be great!

VILDE WØIEN: Oh my Goood, karaoke is hilarious! Hope you don’t have to have a good singing voice

VILDE: It’ll be super awesome!]

SANA: Did you feel like Sara was trying to hide something from us yesterday?

NOORA: Ehh.. no.. What?

SANA: I don’t know. I just have a bad feeling. If you think about it, those girls can just take the whole bus and throw us out. They’re paying for it.

NOORA: Yeha, but.. Why would they bother joining forces with us if they’re going to throw us out?

SANA: Because they wanted that bus.

NOORA: I don’t think they’re that psycho.

SANA: And didn’t Sara say she’d send me a copy of the contract?

NOORA: Yeah.. I don’t know. Maybe?

SANA: Yeah, she said so. But she hasn’t done it.

NOORA: Yeah.. How did that russ stuff become so important to you?

SANA: I have to ask her about that contract. Sara! Can I talk to you?

GIRL: Ehhh.. Yeah..

SANA: I was just wondering what’s up with the bus contract.

SARA: What do you mean?

SANA: Weren’t you supposed to send me a copy of the contract proposal?

SARA: I did! Didn’t I? I think I did.

SANA: I don’t think you did. Maybe you forgot to. Like how you forgot to add Noora and I to the bus page.

SARA: I think I sent it. Maybe I have the wrong e-mail address? Or that it ended up in the spam filter.

SANA: In the spam filter?

SARA: Because Mari’s copy did.

SANA: Oh. Here it is.

SARA: Good. Mari sent me a message syaing we have to have a contract meeting on Monday and you have to come because you’re the boss so.. Sana, it’s not my intention to boss around so much.. I’m just so used to being the bus boss and then stuff just happens.. But it’s not my intention to overlook you, in any way.

SANA: No, it’s okay.

SARA: But did you see the SYNG event?

SANA: Yeah.

SARA: It’d be cool if everybody came.

SANA: Yeah, we’re coming.

SARA: Fun! I feel like we have to fuse the buses a bit more. Get to know each other better.

SANA: True.

steven universe would be a million times better with the a:tla story format of showing the viewer the perspective of both the protagonist and the antagonist(s).

could you imagine an episode following peridot when she landed on earth after escaping in jailbreak? what about an episode or two that followed jasper and lapis while they were fused? we would have learned more of what happened there. or hell, even episodes tossed in between the filler beach city eps to show what happened to jasper in between super watermelon island and alone at sea, similar to how star vs did with ludo and showed how ludo rebounded and got back on his feet following defeat. and of course, in between message received and that will be all, what the hell were the diamonds doing? surely blue diamond wasnt only crying about pink diamond. it would have been interesting to see yellow diamond call for the rubies to head to earth to find jasper as well. i could think of more but regardless, i truly think the show would be more interesting if it wasnt only told from stevens perspective.

Two drops of water - Jacob Frye x Fem! Reader

Originally posted by assassinscreedstuff

I really tried to write something during my depression. So I apologize for the shitty end and all mistakes you find in the story. Just enjoy it, please :3


“I bet you can scare Starrick away with that grim face of yours, brother dearest”, you make your way towards the door swinging around the screwdriver in your hand amused. Alexander just ignores your comment about his bad mood, while he keeps writing in his little book about a bunch of dots and dashes, which result in a message.

The smile on your lips widens immediately as you see who your visitor is. Of course, you let Henry Green and his two companions in. “Ah, blast'em!”, your brother mumbles under his breath not noticing anyone around him.  

“Aleck?”, you call his name to get his full attention. “I have been intercepting nothing but poppycock propaganda about Soothing Syrup and what not. No, I swear to high heavens, if Starrick’s monopoly continues-”, he complains about the current situation.  

“-Aleck! We have guests”, softly you put a hand on his shoulder to make up the harsh undertone in your voice. With raised eyebrows he looks at you then focus his attention at Henry. “I beg your pardon, these are friends of mine. Evie Frye and her brother, Jacob”, the Assassin can introduce his friends finally.  

Almost a bit embarrassed about his rude behaviour Alexander lays away his book and pen to jump out of his chair. Swiftly he dances around his chair to stand right next to you, “Um… Alexander Graham Bell.” A slight smile on his lips as he crosses his hands behind his back, “And this is my lovely sister-”

“- [Y/N] Bell”, you tell the siblings your name yourself. “Linguists, inventors, and technical experts”, Henry adds to your names. “Too much praise, Henry, I’m almost blushing”, you make a dismissive gesture with the hand which is still holding the screwdriver.

“Aleck, [Y/N], I have something of a favour to ask of you-”, Mr. Green continues to talk. “Can you fix this?”, Jacob takes a few steps closer. Well, the man is definitely not beating around the bushes. The Indian Assassin seems to suppress to roll his eyes, while Evie lives her annoyance with every fibre of her body.

“That’s a nice little toy you have there. Nothing easier than that”, but before you can reach for the rope launcher, Aleck already has his hands on it. Both of you know he is a bit handicapped due to his injured hand. And still it doesn’t stop him.  

“Aleck”, your brother turns around pretending not to hear the warning undertone in your usually with sarcasm laced voice. “Hm… Looks like the casing is cracked”, Alexander looks around for the screwdriver in your hands. “Aleck…” Not caring at all about your protests he grabs a wrench instead. What a stubborn man you have to deal with.

Your brother gets creative with holding the rope launcher lacking a second hand to use. “Oh, it comes apart”, this time you are a bit faster than him taking a hold of the machine as it falls on the table. It wouldn’t take long to get rid of the problems, if you wouldn’t have another technical expert looking over your shoulder.

“You need to loosen-”, Aleck starts to give tips but you cut him off by pointing the screwdriver at him, “I swear if you end this sentence, your left hand won’t be your only injured body part.” He raises his arms in defence smiling, “Go on, sweet sister. I could have used one of these to fit my fuses on top of Big Ben.”  

You can feel four pairs of eyes on you. Especially Aleck’s, who would love to take care of the launcher himself. But he knows you will make your warning true. “Aleck and [Y/N] are installing a new telegraph line for our Free Press Association”, Henry explains for what you two need the fuses. “To combat the Starrick Telegraph Company”, your brother adds happily.

“If we can mend the fuses connecting independent lines from Big Ben, Starrick will be weakened”, he loves to talk about your projects, “Only, we are somewhat at a handicap.”  

You turn around toying a sassy smile on your lips, “We? I only see your injured hand, brother. Here, I removed the mechanism so it may works with your bracer. Easier to handle during a fight or whatever you are doing in your free time.”

You hold out the launcher for one of the twins to grab. “We’ve got a feisty one here. I’ll put it to use immediately”, Jacob won’t let pass a chance like this. He turns around as Evie stops her brother right in time, “Jacob, wait. Mr. Bell, allow me to help you with your fuses.”

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