are we still using this word

i love this lyric in last kiss by taylor swift “I still remember the look on your face lit through the darkness at 1:58 the words that you whispered for just us to know you told me you loved me so why did you go away? away…i do recall now the smell of the rain fresh on the pavement i ran off the plane that July 9th the beat of your heart it jumps through your shirt i can still feel your arms but now I’ll go sit on the floor wearing your clothes all that I know is i don’t know how to be something you miss i never thought we’d have a last kiss never imagined we’d end like this your name, forever the name on my lips… i do remember the swing of your step the life of the party, you’re showing off again and I roll my eyes and then you pull me in i’m not much for dancing but for you I did because I love your handshake, meeting my father i love how you walk with your hands in your pockets how you kissed me when I was in the middle of saying something there’s not a day I don’t miss those rude interruptions and I’ll go sit on the floor wearing your clothes all that I know is i don’t know how to be something you miss…never thought we’d have a last kiss never imagined we’d end like this your name, forever the name on my lips….so I’ll watch your life in pictures like I used to watch you sleep and I feel you forget me like I used to feel you breathe and I keep up with our old friends just to ask them how you are hope it’s nice where you are and I hope the sun shines and it’s a beautiful day and something reminds you you wish you had stayed you can plan for a change in weather and time but I never planned on you changing your mind…so I’ll go sit on the floor wearing your clothes all that I know is i don’t know how to be something you miss never thought we’d have a last kiss never imagined we’d end like this your name, forever the name on my lips just like our last kiss forever the name on my lips forever the name on my lips just like our last…”

You’re not an ally if you use the word ‘heterophobia’ unironically.

Homophobia can get lgbt+ people killed. It can result in our very existence being illegal in some countries. It can result in kids being disowned and kicked out. We can be fired for being LGBT+. Governments pass laws that aim take away our rights. Religion based organizations try to torture us straight with conversion therapy. Gay marriage was only recently legalized in the US in 2015 and is still illegal in many places.

When people talk about 'heterophobia’ it’s usually just in the context of “the gays were mean to me” or “the gays don’t like my straight ship.”

LGBT+ people don’t have the power to systematically or religiously oppress heterosexuals.

What’s Your Favorite Weevil Quote? VMHQ Poll

Hey folks, it’s Weevil week here at VMHQ, and we’ve put together a list of our favorite Weevil quotes. Reblog and tell us your favorite, add any we missed, or use as inspiration for whatever fic/meta/art you’d like to create!

Remember to tag any posts #vmhq weevil week, so we can find and reblog them, too!

Originally posted by fearlessmelody

1) Leopard, spots. You know what they say.

2) No more favors for you. Now I gotta feel bad for this guy.

3) No I loved him! And you know how you can tell? Because I’M the one who’s still trying to find out who killed him.

4) I’m sorry was that too dirty?

5) Or, you could just take my word for it. (Laughs)

6) I was counting on your curiosity getting the better of you.

7) All I know is, if your guy only gets 5% he’s pushing the wrong product.

8) (Is that your tail I see between your legs?) No, but I can see how you’d get confused.

9) Sister, the only time I care what a woman has to say is when she’s riding my big old hog. But even then, it’s not so much words - just a bunch of ‘oohs’ and 'aahs,’ you know?

10) If you get lonely out here, remember, Weevil love you long time.

11) You’re concerned? I’m the one who’s gotta go up into the hills all by myself. What if I run into a pack of you white boys on some clean, well-lit street? I could be bored to death.

12) Hey manners, Opie! What, did he lose a puka shell?


GUYS FOR EVERYBODY WHO HASN’T STARTED STREAMING MONSTA X ON MELON YET, tumblr user m-onstax made a super handy guide!
I purchased my own pass through Monunion and I don’t think it’s still possible to do so but you can still use this guide and the link also includes other ways to support them for everybody who can’t purchase a Melon pass.

Please spread the word and start/keep streaming, we can do this!

anonymous asked:

How can the president of the US lie so blatantly and so often and still have so much support?

The American electorate gave the conservatives a mandate by handing them the house, the senate and a majority of state governorships. Mr. Trump, though universally despised by his party, is still the head of the party. 

During the campaign, the president lied so much and so often that many citizens don’t take him at his word. They assume that he is speaking figuratively or that his words have been twisted by others. 

We are experiencing a strange phenomenon. That is a sitting president who clearly is underqualified for office and who has become a mere figurehead while others such as Paul Ryan, Mitch McConnel, Mike Pence and especially Steve Bannon actually run the government. 

Mr. Trump has neither the intellect nor the temperament for governing. People who voted for him are sticking with him because if they admit they voted for a dangerously unqualified man then they look foolish although some are starting to realize what they have done.

You had a change of heart,

Don’t worry, you’re still smart,

Intelligence grows inside your brain,

You’re pretty smart but pretty vain,

You think a lot and so do I,

But the difference between us two is why,

We think the way we do and how,

You live in your head instead of in the now,

You’re still smart, don’t worry

You just don’t know the definition of the word sorry,

Don’t argue with me, don’t you dare say,

That you didn’t touch me when I said it wasn’t okay,

You might be smart, but it only comes from books,

Because you hurt me with words, thoughts, hands and looks.

Prompt: The Heart Grows Fonder

Procrastinating on the contract. It was something that they would both admit that they were doing, but Ciel didn’t quite realise it would go on for quite so long; the years tick by, and before he knows it, he’s nearly thirty and still contracted with a demon who keeps finding any excuse and loophole in his contractual obligations to not find the last person Ciel wants revenge on.

Ciel finally orders him to tell him the explicit truth…that he can’t quite bring himself to end things yet because of that strange feeling that fills his chest when he tries to think about consuming his soul.

Inspired by @thevillainousnoble who asked us to write a prompt about “love” and “fondness.” If you send more words, we’ll write more prompts about them

So one night I’m hunched over like some goblin behind a bakery and my brother comes with a lantern pissed as hell because here I was gorging myself again.

He tries to scold me or lecture me and the moment he takes the handkerchief he’s using to keep the smell away it hits him like a truck and he heaves. I’m still over by my current dinner laughing at him because we eat the diseased and the dead and here was proof that God didn’t just have a sense of humor he also hated us.

He keeps trying to tell me off but he can’t get the words out and in his frustration he throws his lantern into the bakery. He both kind of stare as it starts burning up and he quickly goes in and retrieves his lantern. We stare for a little longer and then we notice the fire is getting bigger.

And bigger. And it’s not stopping.

So we run off to the estate hoping for the best.

I was talking to a friend the other night about my family, which isn’t something I do much in person. I just started being open about the abuse this past year, and as much as I love to overshare on social media when I have thoughts, I’ve realized saying it out loud is so hard.

She caught on to that. She was asking if I was still in touch with them and everything. I explained where I was with them right now, I wanted to be as open as I could, I trusted her and loved her, but I felt myself putting walls up and I couldn’t figure out why. I think it’s because after all this time I still feel guilty. I shouldn’t, but I do.

My friend saw me stumbling around my words as I tried to figure out just what I was feeling. I think we came to a conclusion in that moment together. Neither of us said it, but I just didn’t believe anyone wanted to hear me say that I didn’t love my family. I felt like a bad person for not having anything good to say about them and I didn’t want to spend all day trying to justify it with examples of what they did. I thought people would judge me.

When I finished talking fairly quickly, she took a moment. Just to read me, I guess, and see what I needed since I wasn’t sure myself. I wish I could remember her exact words, but I’ll paraphrase as best as I can.

“I know you don’t talk about it a lot, but there are more people in your situation than you think. You probably know a lot of people like that. They just don’t talk about it either. But it’s so much more common than you realize. And I know it’s hard to believe, but I really think that if more people knew… People would want to love you if you talked about this. Just knowing what you’ve been through, people will love you. You’re making a family of your own and if people knew that, they’d be so happy to be a part of it.“

I’ve spent the past two days thinking about that. I think deep down I’ve always worried that no one would believe me and they’d interrogate me about my whole childhood because parents knowing what’s best for you is supposed to be a universal truth, and raising a child is hard and I should be grateful for food and shelter and my education. I just couldn’t stand the thought of defending myself because I’ve always been afraid I’m wrong.

But in my experience lately, most people aren’t like that. The kind of people I want to love me aren’t like that. People are good. If you reach out to kind people, they don’t ask questions. They don’t ask you to prove that you need them. They just see someone who needs unconditional love and they want to give it to you.

I’m still getting used to that. It’s a little hard to believe when you’ve spent so much of your life in the wrong place. But the longer you hold on, the more real that goodness becomes. People are good. Don’t be afraid to reach out, because you’re not alone and people are good.

You’re gonna make a family of your own one day. You’ll see. 💛

My brother and I sang and sang growing up, sang love songs from operettas, sang pop, sang country western. We didn’t think about it, we just sang because we liked the way the sound came out of us, didn’t think about the words, just sang because it felt good to have music come out of your body and we tied our feelings to the music and let it all go like a kite sailing up, out of sight.

I don’t remember when I stopped singing. Jack stopped when he died, not forty yet, still a young man. Tonight I sit and think about time and music and where people’s lives go and it’s night and there’s a small breeze and I think about people like Pavarotti and Louis Armstrong and Ray Charles, singers who can put people’s joy and sorrow into music and sing it for them and I believe to my soul that there is no more wonderful thing to do in this world than to sing. And that of all the things in the world a man can do, there is no more honorable occupation.
—  Albert Huffstickler, The Song

canadian-riddler ha respondido a tupublicación:                   that one writtin post sums up what I had to do…                

   ah the eight drafts thing?  y'know I’ve never done that, I don’t do drafts at all   

well not everybody knows how to write that well Indy

Still not sure what you mean by 8 drafts? I dont think we saw the same post, or maybe we did, IDK

Comic scripts come easy by in general broad terms. Individual words always get me and so I have to rewrite a lot of the 1-2-1 dialogue so it’s as witty as fast paced as people are used to.

Not everything is supposed to become something beautiful and long-lasting. Sometimes people come into your life to show you what is right and what is wrong, to show you who you can be, to teach you to love yourself, to make you feel better for a little while, or to just be someone to walk with at night and spill your life to. Not everyone is going to stay forever, and we still have to keep on going and thank them for what they’ve given us.
—  Emery Allen
A letter to every fanfiction author

Yes, this post is for you, the person who just spent another night writing a chapter for their fanfiction, writing for hours for those hungry fans who are following your work. 

This goes out to those amazing fanfiction authors who write amazing pieces of work. You have an amazing plot, beautiful descriptions and your characters are always perfectly in character. Reminding us all of the stories we love so much.

You make me laugh out loud. You make me cringe in embarrassment. You even make me mad enough to rant for hours. 

Originally posted by staycuteandcozy

But then, with your beautiful words and imagery, you make me sad. 

You make me cry and scream for those characters I love. You make me want to throw my tablet across the room while still wanting to hold it tightly to my chest. You make me feel emotions for these characters, emotions only the true creators have managed to pull from me.

Originally posted by a-chaotically-peaceful-soul

Why would you do this? Why break my heart into a million pieces and throw them to the wind to scatter my sadness around? I’m sure it hurts you more to create these stories. To see those characters you have loved, just as much as I, hurt or get hurt. It must break you bit by bit to write the words to complete that one scene. 

Originally posted by sooper-dee-dooper-natural

But also, thank you. Thank you for the beautiful story you crafted for hours. And thank you for making me feel those beautiful emotions. Thank you for letting me live with these characters for a little while longer.

Originally posted by behindthezenes

                                              Just, thank you. 


battle couple:

it didn’t take long, the blue glow of his blade and the burning red of magnus’s magic lighting up their faces and before alec knew it there was some semblance of silence, the two of them standing there panting. magic was still crackling in the air and alec had ichor on his hand, dripping down his blade. x

female writers + beautiful quotes (based on their actual sign)


ARIES: Maya Angelou (Pisces Mercury in the 8th House)

“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I’ll rise!”

TAURUS: Charlotte Brontë (Aries Mercury in the 8th House)

“I do not think, sir, you have any right to command me, merely because you are older than I, or because you have seen more of the world than I have; your claim to superiority depends on the use you have made of your time and experience.”

GEMINI: Gwendolyn Brooks (Taurus Mercury in the 9th House)

“It is lonesome, yes. For we are the last of the loud. Nevertheless, live. Conduct your blooming in the noise and whip of the whirlwind.”

CANCER: Anna Akhmatova (Gemini Mercury)

“The whole time I was hoping my silence would fit yours and exclamation marks would gently float across time and space so that boundaries would be crossed; the whole time I was praying you would read my eyes and understand what I was never able to understand. See, we were never about butterflies. We’ve always been about burning stars. All about us is unearthly and radiant.”

LEO: J.K. Rowling (Virgo Mercury in the 7th House)

“The mind is not a book, to be opened at will and examined at leisure. Thoughts are not etched on the inside of skulls, to be perused by an invader. The mind is a complex and many-layered thing.”

VIRGO: Dorothy Parker (Leo Mercury in the 4th House)

“If I didn’t care for fun and such, I’d probably amount to much. But I shall stay the way I am, because I do not give a damn.”

LIBRA: Marina Tsvetaeva (Libra Mercury)

“I want to sleep with you, fall asleep and sleep. That magnificent folk word, how deep, how true, how unequivocal, how exactly what it says. Just – sleep. And nothing more. No, another thing: and know right into the deepest sleep that it is you. And more: how your heart sounds. And – kiss your heart.”

SCORPIO: Anne Sexton (Libra Mercury)

“Give me your skin as sheer as a cobweb. Let me open it up and listen in and scoop out the dark.”

SAGITTARIUS: Jane Austen (Sagittarius Mercury in the 3rd House)

“I hate to hear you talk about all women as if they were fine ladies instead of rational creatures. None of us want to be in calm waters all our lives.”

CAPRICORN: Simone de Beauvoir (Capricorn Mercury in the 2nd House)

“I am awfully greedy; I want everything from life. I want to be a woman and to be a man, to have many friends and to have loneliness, to work much and write good books, to travel and enjoy myself, to be selfish and to be unselfish… You see, it is difficult to get all which I want. And then when I do not succeed I get mad with anger.”

AQUARIUS: Virginia Woolf (Aquarius Mercury in the 10th House)

“Better was it to go unknown and leave behind you an arch, then to burn like a meteor and leave no dust.” 

PISCES: Elizabeth Barrett Browning (Pisces Mercury in the 6th House)

“What we call Life is a condition of the soul. And the soul must improve in happiness and wisdom, except by its own fault. These tears in our eyes, these faintings of the flesh, will not hinder such improvement.”

This is an entire universe, Skyfire, waiting for us! And we will experience all of it together!

A quick little thing for Valentine’s Day! (or Friend day or whatever type of day you would like to celebrate today!) I had wanted to make something cleaner and bigger, but today was work day so I didn’t get a lot of time for anything more than a colored scribble. Maybe later this week.

But!! I’d still like to take the opportunity and wish you all a very good day/evening/night, I appreciate all the kind words and support I’ve received from you lovely people over the three years that this blog has existed and just, thank you all! The Transformers experience has been a fantastic one for me thanks to you and I wish you all the Best!

~Sigils for Wanderers~

Each of these is meant to be beneficial to wanderers and nomads in one way or another, and would work well on backpacks, phone-covers, shoes, or anything that regularly accompanies you on your adventures. 

In case you can’t read my crappy handwriting, the meanings are, from top to bottom:

1. I find beauty and magic everywhere I go

2. I am calm and competent in all situations

3. I return from my journeys safe and happy.

4. I embody the power and adaptability of the sea

(the photos are mine, just some snippets from my own aimless wanderings) 

Bagginshield - I Sit Beside the Fire (Sansûkh)

“He lifted his other hand and allowed it to drift through the wispy white spiderweb of Bilbo’s hair. ‘I am glad you grew old,’ he said in a low voice. ‘Whatever the reason, I am glad one of us did. Still, I find I hate that you grew old without me. Would you laugh at my grey beard, I wonder? Would we barricade ourselves against each winter, wrapping ourselves in your quilts and complaining about our bones? Would we grow more alike as time passed; my mannerisms becoming yours, your words becoming mine?’”

Fanart for Chapter 10 of determamfidd’s fic, Sansûkh. Thorin expressing regret that he could not grow old with Bilbo broke my fragile little heart ;_; Totes recommend this fic if you’re ready for an EPIC read.