and i don't even know her name

OKAY, I GOTTA FKKIN’ RANT ABOUT “One Day At A Time”

I hopped on Netflix at like midnight to watch one little Star Trek ep before bed. There was a new show ad at the top for a show about a single army veteran mom raising two kids with her mother. It sounded a little like Fuller House to my mind, but possibly better. So I clicked the first episode.

I NEVER WENT TO SLEEP.

IT IS SO SO SO MUCH BETTER THAN FULLER HOUSE HOLY SHIT.

I CAN’T ACTUALLY PROPERLY TELL ABOUT IT BECAUSE I’M SERIOUSLY TIRED AND MY BRAIN DOESN’T WORK LIKE THIS BUT 

  • CUBAN FAMILY
  • TALKS ABOUT THE HARDSHIPS OF BEING CUBAN/POC
  • MOTHER IS AN ARMY NURSE VETERAN WITH A SHOULDER INJURY
  • SON IS 12, DAUGHTER IS 15
  • SHE ALSO TAKES ANTIDEPRESSANTS AND GOES TO GROUP THERAPY TO DEAL WITH NIGHTMARES AND SHIT
  • SHE STRUGGLES WITH THAT IN THE BEGINNING, ESPECIALLY WITH HER CUBAN HERITAGE AND MOTHER BEING AGAINST THAT
  • DAUGHTER IS BASICALLY AN EVERY DAY ACTIVIST: FEMINISM, GREEN, THAT STUFF; CALLS OUT MICROAGGRESSIONS, SEXIST AND RACIST, AND EVEN TEACHES HER FAMILY ABOUT SOME STUFF
  • BUT IT DOESN’T GO OVERBOARD OR MAKE HER LOOK LIKE A “CR*ZED FEMINAZI”/”DUMB MILLENIAL”
  • OH AND ALSO SHE IS GAY
  • IT TOOK HER A FEW EPISODES TO WORK OUT IF SHE WAS INTERESTED IN GIRLS, GUYS, OR BOTH
  • BUT SHE’S FINALLY DECIDED SHE IS GAY
  • AND COME OUT TO HER MOTHER
  • WHO IS SUPPORTIVE

tl;dr this show is seriously good and calls out racism and sexism (and soon maybe homophobia ‘n’ shit, I’m on ep 10 and there’s two eps left this season) in just every day little ways that don’t even always have a huge effect on the story line and it’s also really funny.

i mean i’m white so i can’t speak for cubans and shit, but so far none of this show has made me squint and go ‘i dunno ‘bout this….’ (well, i’ve been a little disappointed at some allonormative moments, but the world isn’t that caught up on aro/ace identities so little to be expected about that)

EVERYONE JUST GO WATCH IT NOW

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Coccinelle meets Black Cat.

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RebelCaptain AU || Family

It had been years after Jyn and Cassian settled down on a mid-rim planet when the two conceived. After Jyn decided to go through with her pregnancy she and Cassian quickly decided this child would be their first and last. They would learn that the child would be a daughter and they briefly discussed both their mothers for names. But Jyn and Cassian decided that that no ghost should be carried onto a person they would bring together in the galaxy. Conversations of names were minimal after that decision. It wasn’t until a week after their little girl was brought into the universe that they finally knew what her name should be. A name that was simple yet its own; Nura.

Older Jyn-Karen Allen

Older Cassian-Edward James Olmos

Nura Erso Andor-Christian Serratos 

Also could be a bridge for this set and this set

I see a lot of posts reminding me that Hunk needs to be appreciated and loved more as a character, but I personally get a good amount of Hunk on my dash. You know who I don’t see as often as I’d like? Pidge.

Give me more Pidge fanart and memes and headcanons. Pidge’s family, garrison Pidge, platonic Pidge friendships, Pidge ships. I don’t care, get it on my dash. Suffocate me with the Pidge love. She is the tiny sassy hero we all deserve

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i draw serious things….i promise…

@hubris-but-no-writing wrote a short fic and i just… *sigh

Because I’m airplane drunk, but more because I love @youkindofblowmeaway, here’s a ficlet from 35,000 feet of a tipsy Ginny & Mike at the grocery store

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Ginny’s giggles fill Mike’s ears as she traipses through produce. Her fingers brush over the little signs designating the names of various fruit and vegetables. She looks ridiculously out of place in the short, decadent blue dress, and heels that make her legs looks like obscenely long.

“Ugh,” she mutters as she stops in front of the display of cilantro. “So gross,” she says as she flicks at the waning leafy greens before picking a bundle up. “It tastes like soap. We should buy it and get rid of it so no one else has to eat it.”

“We’re not doing that, Gin,” Mike replies, taking the bunches she has in her hand and placing them back amongst the other herbs. “Not everyone hates cilantro as much as you do.”

“Well, they should.” She throws him a glance over her shoulder before stalking off, her hips and ass begging him to follow behind her.

And he does, because how could he not? He’d follow her anywhere as is, but the combination of her slightly off-kilter walk from alcohol and those sky high heels have him hypnotized.

He feels utterly ridiculous with his bow tie loose around his neck, trailing behind his tipsy, bordering-on-drunk, twenty-five-year-old girlfriend, until she looks at him, or smiles at him, or trails her fingers up his tux-clad thigh. Then he feels like a giddy twenty-something idiot who would follow this woman to the ends of the earth, even if that means pushing a grocery buggy behind her.

He loses her for a moment, then laughs out loud when he sees her round the corner carrying three cases of grape soda.

“Gin,” he starts and he can’t keep the mirth out of his voice or stop his lips from curling into a smile. “There’s still grape soda at the house, unless you’re planning on taking a bath in it, rookie.”

She frowns and lowers the cases into the cart before she walks to him and presses her body flush with his. She grabs the lapels of his jacket and tips her head up just a little to notch their lips together.

They kiss sloppy and wet; she tastes like sugar and mint and Mike takes her ass in his hands and brings her hips against his.

She breaks the kiss first, grappling to catch her breath as she runs her tongue across her bottom lip. “We need some Captain Crunch, old man,” she says and he shakes his head and gives her ass another squeeze.

“That stuff is gross, Gin.”

“I’m tired of eating your bran flakes old man.”

Mike gasps when Ginny’s hand slides between them to grip his length. He drops his forehead again hers and moans when her hand tightens.

“Though,” she whispers against his mouth as her hand teases him, “those bran flakes seem to do your body good.”

“Fucking hell, Gin,” he bites or before he kisses her again, just as rough and hungry as before. “Get your fucking cereal,” he says when he pulls away. He nips her lip and throws her a grin he knows drives her crazy. “Five minutes left in this store, or I’m fucking you in the middle of the cereal aisle.”

FIN

omg i was in my research methods tutorial today and literally ….. i saw the cutest most beautiful girl ever wtf ??? i Think i saw her looking at me like twice .. i want to talk her but im too shy i hate this !!!

How not to look at your Captain #077

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All Bets Off  // Coming Soon 

If you were to look up a synonym for ambitious, Ava Riley’s name would come up. Her name would also come up under the following words: “unfiltered,” and “competitive.”

So it’s no surprise Ava finds herself agreeing when her cheeky roommate Liam Payne wants to place a bet that she won’t be able to bag the new foreign exchange student living two floors below them.

It’s also no surprise when Ava meets him and he’s seemingly interested in her company.

In which Liam likes to meddle, Louis is the personification of glue, Niall spills secrets, and Harry’s simply just Harry.

Coming soon to 1DFF

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final fantasy type-0 personality types:

№15. Rem Tokimiya (insp.)

I just had a thought. Alex (Alexander/Alexandra) would absolutely be Kara and Lena name choice for their first kid. Because it’s Kara’s sister name and Kara loves her sister so much but it’s also Lena’s brother name. And even if Lex went crazy and all of that he was the only person who had loved Lena before she met Kara. 

This is my STARCO kid! Her name is Stella!

I gave her brown/yellow hair to match Star and Marco’s and also made her mole in a heart!

Age: 13-14 Favorite Hobbies: Riding Dragons and learning magic Favorite Food: Can’t decide on just one🤷‍♀️

-She’s a really is a Mama’s girl and enjoys spending time with her mom and dad inside the castle. When she’s not in the castle, she goes Dragon Racing and also goes to Earth to have fun with many folks!

Btw: I actually decided to “attempt” to try and draw in the show’s style and… I think I did alright….😬😑

@cartooniste2z @mrevaunit42 @marionette-j2x @weather-art @artgirllullaby

anonymous asked:

I really love how you write, could you please (if you don't want it's okay love!) write for me a headcanon of h&l being parents??

“Orange juice is clearly the winner here—I can’t believe we’re even having this argument.”

“Apple juice is a classic, you can’t go wrong.”

Louis wrinkles his nose. “It’s overhyped and boring.”

“At least apple juice doesn’t have bits of pulp floating around in it. It has dignity, class.”

“What do you think, Madzie?”

Madzie looks up at the sound of her name, startled out of where she was intently swirling her finger in her alphabet soup.

Her cute, disgruntled expression reminds Louis so much of Harry that his breath catches in his throat and he almost completely forgets what he even asked her.

“Apple juice or orange juice?” Harry jogs her memory.

“Orange juice, orange juice, orange juice,” Louis chants.

At this, a mischievous grin spreads across Madzie’s face, looking much more like Louis now. “Orange juice.”

No,” Harry clutches a hand over his chest dramatically, acting as if he’s wounded. “I don’t know who this child is, but she’s no child of mine.”

“Aww, c’mon, babe. Don’t be like that,” Louis knocks his hip into Harry’s, looking awfully smug with himself, “you still love me despite my fondness for orange juice.”

“You’re right, you’re right,” Harry says, looking deep in deliberation. “But that doesn’t mean Madzie isn’t gonna be punished.”

Harry swoops her out of her highchair at the speed of light, tickling her incessantly.

She squeals, letting out adorable high-pitched giggles. Louis watches on, so fond he could explode.

The commotion must have signaled Clifford, as he comes bounding into the room, tongue hanging out the side of his mouth.

“Uh-oh, here’s trouble. Trouble wearing…a dress and socks?” Louis bursts out laughing, realising this could only be the work of one small person.

Affirming Louis’ suspicions, Jacob trots in looking very proud of himself, also wearing a dress.

“This is another fashion parade, I presume?” Harry puts Madzie down, finally relenting from the tickles, who trots over to her big brother and reaches out to pat Clifford’s curly head.

Jacob flips his invisible hair, strutting forward and striking a pose.

“Work it!” Louis cheers, Harry joining in as Clifford suddenly barrels at full speed towards them, sending Harry tumbling to the ground and taking Louis down with him.

Jacob pauses his fashion show to race over and join their quite literal puppy pile, flopping down on top of them, Madzie following shortly after.

Louis groans. “I’m getting too old for this.”

“You’re still in your 20s, honey, don’t fret,” Harry ruffles his hair, giving him a quick peck on the lips. “Don’t act like you don’t enjoy a little roughhousing.”

“I don’t take character profiles from apple juice lovers.”

Madzie pipes up, “Ooh, can I have some apple juice, papa?”

Louis sighs in defeat. “I was played…by my own daughter.”