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anonymous asked:

I really fucking love sheith, but I have this nagging feeling that Shiro doesn't love Keith as much as Keith loves him, or at least won't go as far as Keith would to get him back. Thoughts?

oh man, i’m really glad someone asked this. i think the way shiro acts toward/around keith is one of the most well produced parts of vld. they do such an incredible job with shiro’s character in general, but so much of his character depth is centered on keith. no matter how you interpret their relationship, the fact that they love each other is never in question, and it’s done so well:

that’s shiro’s keith… face and it shows up literally dozens of times. keith is so forward about showing how much he cares, but with shiro we get these really deliberate and subtle animation and acting cues:

that smile, ouch. and then the way his eyes linger on keith for a moment, even after pidge shows up? that’s not an accident. josh keaton also does an incredible job with these moments: (much… much more under the cut.)

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“I’m not afraid,” Adrien says to her, softly. “Are you?” 

more fanart of inking indigo by my dearest carmen!! @matchaball

i love her writing with all my heart and it always inspires me to draw the most. love you carmen i cant wait for the next chapter!!

It bothers me to see how many people are saying stuff like “I thought Bill Nye was supposed to be the science guy, he’s buying into this SJW cuck libtard stuff! Science says there are only two genders!” in response to Bill Nye covering gender and sexuality on Bill Nye Saves the World.

…Like, did they even listen to what he said? Have they read any peer-reviewed literature about the subject? Is their understanding of “gender” limited to a middle school understanding of X and Y chromosomes? Bill Nye addressed chromosomes, hormones, genitalia and secondary sex characteristics when talking about how some of us don’t fit into the male/female sex dichotomy, and brought up psychology and neuroscience when talking about gender and its difference from sex, and also sexuality. The actual science of sex, gender and sexuality across the animal kingdom and across human behaviour is far more interesting than “lol nope science says there are only two genders.” 

It honestly makes me angry when people say “lol I thought this was about science” whenever a scientist says something about topics like gender, sexuality, climate change or evolution that annoys someone. You can’t just pretend science is on your side when your understanding of science is based on a grade school textbook.

Also, why is it only gender people seem to have a problem with? Yeah, basic school textbooks will talk about XX and XY chromosomes and the male and female reproductive system, but they’ll also talk about how humans have five fingers on each hand and how the eye works when everyone knows some humans are born with six fingers on each hand or born blind. Textbooks will talk about how our body metabolises fats, but nobody would say “lol no sorry science says otherwise” at someone (like one of my secondary school classmates) who had a rare disorder who couldn’t metabolise fats. We accept that sweeping statements about human biology are generalisations. Sure, there are limits - no humans have wings or feathers, that would go against science - but we all accept some level of human diversity outside the basic-level textbooks - diversity that’s described well in the advanced medical textbooks. So why is it people only apply this logic to gender and not other differences in human biology?

I think part of it could be the backlash against postmodern nonsense which suggests everything is opinion and science is no more objective than art, which is a blatantly anti-science attitude. But the idea that sex, gender and sexuality aren’t totally binary isn’t just postmodern gender theory, it’s actual science with empirical evidence to back it up. 

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Ven… He was here…

  • viktor: i bought us matching silver rings yuuri!!
  • yuuri: wow that's so sweet!
  • viktor: i melted down the pole you danced on during the banquet and made them
  • yuuri:
  • viktor: let me explain-

Fanfiction rant

My parents never liked my reading fanfiction and actively attempted to stop me. Me, being a rebellious teen at the time, obviously found ways round this.


Point is, one of my parents arguments was how much time I spent reading the /quote/ “stupid things” (excuse me?! But true😂) and I wasn’t learning anything (yeah riiiiiiight)


Do you know how many things I’ve learnt from fanfiction??


From Court cases, to latin, to basic first aid, to extensive knowledge on pressure points and how to use them when torturing (oops 😂). And honestly, those are just the ones I can think of the top of my head.


I’ve learnt soooo much knowledge from fanfiction that I constantly practice in my daily life, I wouldn’t be anywhere without it.


Point is, fanfiction is actually, despite the evidence against it (sleep deprivation, reading stories totally not for your age cuz let’s be honest, none of us paid attention to those 18+ warnings😂), really good for you and educational.


Praise the writers, cuz in maybe 50 yrs time, your gonna remember some random fanfiction fact and it’s gonna save your life.


Its proven true so far in my (short) life.

KURO WEEK - DAY 5: Nightmares

Eeeh… so this is kinda long. But I loved writing it. Also: it’s from Shiro’s POV. So… have this:


Monsters don’t have nightmares…


It took everything in him not to scream. He wouldn’t give them the satisfaction. Wouldn’t let them know how afraid he really was.

No…

He had survived this once… He would do it again. Because now he knew how the cruel machinery of the arena worked, relentless and precise like clockwork. He knew what the Druids would do to him. He knew the rules.

Stick to the rules and survive.

And rule number one was to never show your fear.

Shiro could do this, he would survive and find his way back home. Home… wherever that was. A small, fragile smile crept onto his face. Of course he knew where home was. It was somewhere among the stars… Sitting in a giant robot lion and hunting every single Galra cruiser down in order to find him. He would survive this… for now there was Keith, burning with the force of a thousand suns, fiery red and blazing with anger. He had seen glimpses of what the Red Paladin was capable of… This man would tear the universe apart and burn the whole Empire to ashes, if that’s what it took to get Shiro back.

For now he would stick to the rules and buy his friends as much time as possible to come and find him. Him and-

Movement from the shadows caught his attention, followed by a soft sob. If it hadn’t been so eerily quiet in their cell, he might’ve missed it. Shiro froze at the sound, eyes trained on the the figure that laid curled up on one of the cots.


The first time he’d seen him, Shiro had actually lost it. He still had no idea where he came from – it didn’t really matter anyway. Because he was there nonetheless. He existed. He breathed. There was a soul in his yellow eyes, when he gave Shiro that look. That look of utter betrayal, like he’d hoped for something more, something that was definitely not a beaten and bruised Shiro.

He couldn’t really remember when or how the guards had maneuvered him into the same cell he occupied. At some point he’d simply checked out, mind going blank and numb, because it was all too much.

The Druids had taken his arm, stripped him off any right he thought he had, put him through fights against aliens twice his size… but THIS. This had been the last straw.

It was the day he met his clone, that Shiro actually cried for the first time in ages. He cried for himself. It was the same day he realized, that this would never end. They’d always find a way to break him, to bend and twist him, until his mind turned into something ugly. The evidence, the actual personification of their madness driven efforts, sat right in front of him and stared at him with piercing yellow eyes.


He had no idea how long they’d stayed like this. Huddled against opposite walls of the same cell and staring off into nothingness, until one of them had started talking. It had been awkward, looking at his own face and listening to his own voice, somewhat sounding off. More guttural. Some words even sounded a little…purred? It was almost off-putting to see his own face staring back at him and moving with expressions that weren’t his. It felt like watching yourself in a mirror, but your reflection suddenly stops moving along with you. Familiar features turned into something otherworldly, because someone else controlled them and poured their very soul into every twitch and pull of muscle.

They’d created a whole new being. The clone might’ve looked like Shiro, but under their shared features, there was a different person. Individual. Original. And so, so human. He even had a name.

Kuro.

How fitting, Shiro had thought at first. But he’d come to realize quite fast, that Kuro wasn’t the dark, evil minded counterpart he’d expected to hide behind that name.

In fact, the more they talked, the more Shiro got the impression, that their Galra-hybrid was more human than most people Shiro had met back on earth.

He had suffered. He had seen horrible things, survived even worse. He’d been ripped open and put back together, just to be torn apart again. Some days he would find the strengh to laugh at all of this… And some days he would break under the pressure and fear. Like any human being would do.

Days had passed. It was easy - too easy - to believe that Kuro was anything but a monster. Especially so, after he’d been carried back into their cell, right after one particular hard fight. Kuro had won, of course… But was the damage his body and mind had taken really worth it?

Seeing him like this morphed repulsion and mistrust first into pity, then into something else. Something Shiro didn’t really want to think about. It felt way too close to compassion.

He couldn’t let that happen.

Stick to the rules and survive.

And sticking to the rules meant no sympathy for Galra-clones.


In the end the universe wouldn’t have any of it.


Another sob brought him back to reality. It tore through the silence that hung between them. As far as he could tell, Kuro was still asleep on his small cot, but he thrashed wildly against invisible enemies and restraints. Maybe he relived his latest fight? His latest torture? Tears glistened in the dim purple lights.

In this moment he looked almost completely human… Vulnerable and scared and just so much younger.

Shiros throat went dry. Kuro wasn’t a monster… never had been… And that tore at his heart.

Despite what the Druids wanted him to be, Kuro was anything but a monster.

Without thinking, Shiro stood up from where he sat, back against the wall, and silently made his way towards the clone. Said clone was a mess; twitching and and clawing at the nightmares that plagued him.

Another whimper. Small and heartbreaking. He couldn’t take it.

Shiro couldn’t stop himself from reaching out, trying to soothe Kuro with a warm hand on his shoulder. But it wasn’t enough to make the nightmares stop…

Fuck the rules.

Soon he found himself huddled up on the small cot next to the other man, arms wrapped around shaking shoulders and metal fingers stroking carefully over a tense back. There were scars on his back. So. So many… Shiro didn’t even want to know what had caused these scars. Or the nightmares.

This man was definitely no monster.


Because monsters

didn’t have nightmares…

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I know I promised there will be a happy ending to my Kuro week… But for now… suffer with me? @kuroweek

i hate this. i hate this with every part of my being. the local FOX station is live blogging the trial. people are cracking jokes like taylor isnt an actual human being and the point is………….you dont have to like her at all. you dont have to like her music, what she wears, who she’s dated, etc. the point is, she is a woman going through a sexual assault case in which there is aCTUAL PHOTOGRAPHIC EVIDENCE OF THE ASSAULT……and she still apparently doesnt deserve an ounce of respect from the general public for that? even the fans who see this as an opportunity to see her in person? absolutely atrocious and inconsiderate. sexual assault is nasty, horrifying, despicable, and downright degrading and you have the nerve to……just,,,,,fly right over all of that and go straight to violating privacy and posting memes and ugly headlines because of some nonsensical drama or some beef you have with her? what kind of world do we live in now. this isnt a fucking joke. i dont care who taylor is. where is your feminism now?

The truth is

they call us delusional and thirsty fangirls for intepreting LGBTQ+ ships like destiel and johnlock in their shows when we actually provide actual valid evidence and meta of it possibly going canon but if the ship was of a male and a female they would already be canon and supported by majority of the fandom and the media.

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RARE FOOTAGE OF STEVE AND TONY BEIN CUTE AND SOFT (avengers v7 (2016–) #5 & #6: time-travelling retro silver age avengers edition)

I love how pretty much everyone who shits on tony stark has never seen a ironman movie or read an ironman comic bc if they did all of their anti tony bs would be smashed to pieces

anonymous asked:

"I made a quick icon for queer creators" if you wanna call aces lgbt fine i guess even though i disagree but why do you think they can reclaim q***r? the q slur is a slur that has been used explicitly against gay/bi/trans people. nobody has ever been called q***r for not feeling sexual attraction. like historically speaking that's just not something that has happened routinely (if at all).

This is what you basically just said: ‘You must be THIS oppressed to claim an identity.’

First off- I know a LOT of ace-spectrum people who have been not only been called ‘queer’ by oppressors but have also experienced sexuality-based oppression in the form of erasure, corrective rape, and coercive social conditioning. Just about every Ace I know finds themselves thinking ‘something is wrong with me’ because formative sex education does not include topics of non-attraction or sexual repulsion, and this lack of representation often leads to hazardous emotional issues as they grow up. I am literally talking about suicide. 

Your claim that they don’t belong in our community, even, actually is evidence that they deserve representation- simply because despite all the evidence that Aces experience sexuality-based violence and oppression, some of y'all can’t get your heads out of your asses to see that there’s fucking room for them. Every time I get someone hollering up my inbox about how 'aces aren’t queer’ I get about three dozen aces in chorus on how they’re queer as fuck. 

 Aces belong in the LGBTQIA community. Full stop. 

But let’s get to the real meat of this discussion.  I’m going to summarize my feelings on the matter of ‘queer’ being starred out like this. Because this shit has got to stop.

I’m gonna start off this part by saying that there are plenty of other people who have said this better than I have. 

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Almost all the words we use to describe ourselves come from a place of pain. Lesbian, dyke, and gay have all been used as slurs at one point in our history. Why are 'gay’ and 'lesbian’ acceptable labels, celebrated by our community, and the word 'queer’ is not? We reclaimed those, why can’t we reclaim this? If I can’t use 'queer’ because it used to be a slur, then you’re going to have to give up every word that has ever been used to describe us and start from scratch. 

Queer activism has historically been about taking the labels that have been put upon us and turning them into weapons. “I wasn’t recruited, I enlisted” was a classic slogan during a time that people were afraid to be near us, lest we 'recruit’ them into our unsavory lifestyle. Embracing a word used against us removes the pain it creates. Calling myself 'queer’ means that no one can use that word to hurt me. 

I will build my house with the stones thrown by those who seek to hurt me.

But let’s put history aside for the moment and talk about the future. As the study of gender and sexuality progresses, the definitions of terms become more gray and it benefits us to have a word that exemplifies the blurring of terms. I mean… am I really a lesbian if I’m genderfluid and experience the occasional attraction to people who are not female- even though I’ve only had relationships with women? And what about when I’m feeling masculine? Am I a lesbian then? Christ- what am I?

I’m fucking queer, friend-o. 

Queer is an incredibly useful term that encapsulates the vagueness of the relationship between gender and attraction. There are so many different terms in the LGBTQIA community that we often question which letter we are. 'Queer’ is a useful term for people whose intersectionality puts them in an indefinite area of identity. 

What better word to describe a person who does not fit than one synonymous with oddness? We gather together in our strangehoods and we are queered together. 

Up until the 2000’s, 'queer’ was a perfectly acceptable word to use in the community and was in fact used academically to describe the movement. The slogan was 'We’re here, we’re queer: get used to it.’ Queer as Folk. Queer Eye for the Straight Guy. It was THE WORD. Its use as a slur had been diminished to the point that very few people even equated the word with violence anymore- it was just the word that we used to describe ourselves. 

Don’t think I don’t see a correlation between the shunning of queerness and the rise of intersectionality. When we started seeing more gender nonconformists, more poc, people of religious inclinations, more variety of ability, of age, of mental state, variety of sexual activity and attraction. When we started seeing a rise in demand for representation, when we started calling for more diverse discussions, when we started calling out supremacy in our community. 

That was when I started seeing people rally against the word 'queer.’ Because it was these people, who were so radically not homogenous homosexuals, that were using the word loudly and proudly. And the LGBTQIA community can call itself as welcoming as it wants- but don’t think for a second that this wasn’t about gatekeeping. The battlecry of queerness just suddenly isn’t cool anymore, guys.

I’d be willing to believe that most people don’t see it that way. That they hear 'hey, 'queer’ is a slur and you shouldn’t use it’ and think that this isn’t just yet-another gatekeeping method. But that is where it comes from. It comes from not wanting a us to be proud of our ambiguity and our intersectionality. 

I’m not going to make anyone call themselves anything, but you can’t stop me from calling myself the one thing in a long, long time that fit so right in the seat of my soul. You cannot censor me. You cannot stop me. 

Just like you can’t stop Asexuals from reclaiming queerness. 

We’re here, we’re queer- and you can pry my queerness from my cold, dead, ace-loving, skyward fist.

Regardless of your opinion of her actual music, the evidence that Taylor knows how to take control of a narrative is clearly there. 

When critics declared her career over because of a shakey vocal performance at the GRAMMYs, she wrote “Mean” about the experience and won two GRAMMYs for the song. 

When people questioned if she was really contributing to the songs she was cowriting, she wrote her whole third album by herself. 

When the narrative around her was that she was a boy-chasing player, she wrote “Blank Space” and “Shake It Off”, which both went #1 on the Hot 100.



You should never, ever count her out.