and became something else

I was tagged by @lawschoolruinedme our supreme overlord.

Rules: List 5 random facts about yourself and then tag 5 people.

1) I was Baby Girl (Last Name) for three days after I was born because my parents couldn’t think of a name.  [They thought I was going to be a boy and my white grandma said the only name they had as back up (Harumi) was too hard to say. I was nameless until they came up with something else and  Harumi became my middle name.  To come full circle, Japanese grandma can’t say the name they came up with.]

2)  I have a second degree black belt in Tang Soo Do.

3) I have met three lawblrs IRL.  Two of them on purpose, one because she figured out who I was through my posts and cornered me during class one day.

4) All my friends thing it’s weird I only get my hair cut once a year.

5) My mom and @lawschoolruinedme are having a legit seedling compeition with their respective veggie gardens.  She makes me quiz @lawschoolruinedme on if she does her own compost and they swap (via me) pictures of their indoor starter plants.

I tag @2l2furious, @permanentlawbraryresident, @a-necessary-dream, @miss-sardonic and of course, anyone who wants to join.  Feel free to blame me so I can learn ALLLLLLL the facts.


Anything at all can happen just before the sunrise.

Whenever I see Reaper76 fanworks of Gabriel teaching Jack Spanish, it inevitably reminds me of the scene/song from In the Heights, Sunrise, where Nina teaches Benny Spanish. Forgive me, Lin.

This has been stuck in my head for so long, I finally had to just draw it and get it out of my system.

I also love how the tone shift totally makes sense in the context of the musical, but here it looks like Gabriel’s just being moody.

[Bonus non-song scene also from In the Heights under the cut:]

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The real bummer about self-actualization is realizing you’re not anywhere near as smart or cool as you thought/felt/knew yourself to be. This understanding is like the dark night of the soul punch card where, after the 10th night, you freely burn in an infinite hell of “Whoa dude, I truly suck. I’m not special. I’m not all that and I never really was. I’m just a common asshole.”

I used to pretend I was a tough guy. I was just trying to protect myself. In order to even begin to let go of that strange identity I had to be special at something else. So, I became an artist. Then I became a smart guy. Then I became some kinda zen asshole. Of course, I was terrible at all these things. And worse, I’m still kinda some of these things.

The shit you used to pretend to be kinda sticks to you like a shadow and then you have to actively seek to break yourself down into smaller bite-sized caricatures before you weep like a fish dreaming of fucking the sun and realize you’re just a total fucking weirdo.

Go find out all the crazy insane shit you are. Remember when you were a child and you went trick-or-treating? You staggered about in dark with your friends, covered in the dead flesh of monsters, and knocked on all the doors in town to demand that the upstanding citizens come out and give you candy.

We all peaked when we were about 5 yrs old.

Anyway, it’s kinda hard for me to organize against this greedy monkey and his minions, cuz I don’t like people. Cuz people are boring, man. It’s like memorizing lists of numbers and repeating them to one another. You have to do it without any real interest or emotion - just say the fucking numbers, man! Stick to the script. I’m anti-systematic. Which is not to be confused with Steve Bannon (and hopefully is the opposite).

I don’t like to make too much sense. It’s a shitty thing to impose on another being. Absurdity is how we should greet each other, but not in some clownish whacky way (that would make sense, duh!) We need to just be exquisite in our freakiness but not overwhelmed by pancakes.

Can I get an amen? (Or am I truly alone in a hotly contested indifference)?

at first i didn’t ship it and i really didn’t want to but now it’s my otp: an autobiography

00Q Fic Rec Masterlist

Updated: 31st Jan 2016

I thought that I should be making one of these since I really enjoyed the 00Q pairing.

Note: the ratings used in this list are based on the ones from Ao3. Summaries are also from the author on Ao3. Also all of them are COMPLETE because I understand how annoying it is when you fall in love with a fic and it is just abandoned. 


The first time Bond flirted with Q, it was purely out of self-defense.
The second time Bond flirted with Q was largely manipulation.
The third time Bond flirted with Q, he just wanted to feel something.
The fourth time Bond flirted with Q was out of sheer boredom.

Somehow, flirting with Q became something of a habit for Bond.

And then, it became something else.

if I couldn’t be strong

But this? There was no excusing this as anything other than what it was. Pathetic longing, and a need to be close to Bond to comfort himself. Q couldn’t even pretend that he was visiting Bond to keep the man company. No, this was about Q and the fact that the majority of his nightmares lately had featured an empty hospital bed and another trip to the local cemetery.

“You need to wake up, you sodding prick,” he said to Bond, not bothering to lower his voice. The only other sound in the room was the beep of the heart monitor. “I can destroy these people very easily, but I don’t want to hear you whining about having missed out on the action later on.”

Blue-Eyed Monster

Yes, this version of 007 was a terrifyingly smart agent, and M wondered long and often whether it had been a good idea to promote him to the position. Usually, the title was the dangerous part - being 007 meant deadliness - but this time, M feared that a certain man with ice-blue eyes and scruffy blonde hair had dragged in more danger to the title than it had previously possessed

Enter MI6’s new Quartermaster: an unassuming, bespectacled genius with no mind for subterfuge but plenty of genius behind a dry smile. Curious 00-agents and young boffins don’t always mix in predictable ways…

A Mountain That Has Been Moved

There is something strangely threatening about the realization that he finds James Bond attractive. 

So If You Give

Bond gives Q things because of reasons. Q thinks that Bond completely misses the point.

it was dark when i found you

Bond stares at him. There are two men tied up against the wall and four more lying on the floor, bleeding and hogtied with duct tape.

“I ran out of rope after the first two,” Q admits.

The World We View

“If you were a woman he would want you.”

He hopes that, if he were a woman, he might have better taste.

The Courtship of Mr. Bond

In which Bond is a retired naval commander with too much house, Q is a mechanical engineer with too many sisters, and they have lengthy conversations about decorum, bonnet-ribbons and philosophy in Regency England.


“I just thought you might go pay a visit,“ his mother suggested.

“Me?” Q asked, aghast. “Pay a visit?”

“He must be starved for proper gentleman company, now that he’s settled in so far from London–”

“I am far from proper gentleman company.”

“–and perhaps if you befriended him he could introduce you to some nice heiresses.”

“Heiresses?” Q repeated, baffled and horrified. “What in the world would I do with heiresses?”

Slow Dancing In A Burning Room

What followed was the most bizarre courtship Q had ever—well, heard of, certainly. He didn’t have much to compare it to, but Moneypenny confirmed that normal people didn’t flirt like this. Not that he was normal. Not that any of them were.

Or: Q has a past, a cat, and a dangerous new boyfriend. Two of these things keep him up nights, the other pees in a box.


In which Bond develops a preference for sleeping on Q’s couch rather than in his own bed, and Q is rather more warm-hearted than M when it comes to throwing him out.


The one where Bond really, really isn’t used to sleeping with people who don’t tragically die soon afterward.

Ordinary Numbers

More than anything, Mike Taylor wanted to be ordinary. Being a genius, he learned early in life, meant people expected too much. A career at the MI6 Help Desk seemed the perfect way to guarantee a lifetime of obscurity, until he got a very unusual tech support call.


It goes on like that for months, and then Q realizes that James Bond is "hanging out” at his flat.

The Love Song of James Bond

“Knowing your history, and adding to it the fact that I am not entirely unaffected by sharing a bed with you, I think it would be pointless to pretend that we are going to able to share this house for the next two weeks without fucking over every available surface.” Q smiles at the look of shock on James’ face. Clearly he hadn’t been expecting such a direct approach and Q presses on before he has a chance to recover. “However, when it happens it will happen on my terms.”

There was definitely a significant gap between the time Bond was breaking down over M’s death in the chapel to the time a confident Bond walked into Mallory’s office to accept his newest assignment. What, or more importantly, who, put him back together again? Basically, lots of porn with plot.

Updated: 31st Jan 2016

The One Who Made Him Stay

Twenty-one days after the Double-oh programme is reinstated, James Bond returns to MI6 with his Aston Martin and without Dr Swann. This is only the beginning of Q’s problems.

A Spectre Fix-It. COMPLETE.

I just simply love this one, very well-written, Q and Bond are very in character. The relationship progresses naturally and some of my favourite tropes are in there. <3 this 

//You promised me your heart
just so I couldn’t flee
Thought I wouldn’t see it coming?
Made a plaything of me//

There was a period in Vivi’s life when she was dating recklessly. This happened after her failed relationship with @soundlessroom​ ‘s Detlef, who used/abused her trust — Vivi begun desperately looking for someone who would prove Detlef was just one unlucky case. Her current, milder trust issues probably have their roots in Detlef, too.

This is actually an illustration I made for another song I’m writing — it was originally meant to be one of the ship challenge songs, but the lyrics grew out of their frames and became something else entirely. Now, they fit that one period of Vivi’s life pretty darn well. Lyrics put under readmore — unfortunately I haven’t been able to record the song yet due to computer problems.

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Honestly I love Feyre's individual connection with everyone in the inner circle

Firstly of course there’s Rhys who is her mate, who understands her completely and knows every part of her.

Then there’s Mor, who was also abused by those who were supposed to love her and care for her but instead wanted to own her.

Thirdly we have Amren who, like Feyre, was born something else but became Fae, both seemingly without their consent.

And then we have Azriel; he was locked up by his very own father and left to waste away just like Tamlin locked Feyre up and either failed to or chose not to notice Feyre fading away.

And finally we have Cassian who knows exactly what it’s like to know starvation, cold and loneliness. As an orphan he had to fend for himself, much like human!Feyre had only herself to rely on (despite having family members).


“I was no one, and then you came, and my island fell, and I became something else. On the night I confiscated the pardon rolls, the night I started becoming, I made clear my position that there would be two sorts of men on the island going forward. Those like Captain Vane, determined to stand by their oath to the very end, and those like Captain Throckmorton, happy to be the first to betray it. And thus, as always, to traitors Captain Throckmorton’s black spot will not be the last. Ignore it, and join him. Heed it, and reclaim your place amongst us. Until then, I remain L o n g  J o h n  S i l v e r .”

anonymous asked:

this is probably a very unpopular opinion, but i actually think yurio has more chemistry with yuuri than otabek!! i love oturi's friendship but i feel like when he grows up he would end up in a poly relationship with viktor and yuuri. since he's always looked up to viktor, and he couldn't help but be pulled in by yuuri's skating. i think he secretly wants their love and recognition more than anyone else. they're my ot3!!

Interesting! Maybe when he’s an adult, the attraction he had for them as a teen became something else?