but i had this idea

Imagine Dean taking you out to celebrate National Burger Day

“Seriously? This is where you absolutely needed to take me?”

Dean ignored your comment and dragged you inside the diner, taking a seat at one of the booths.

“I’m telling you, this place has the best burgers you’ll ever find. Anywhere. Ever.”

You rolled your eyes, unable to keep yourself from smiling. “Whatever you say.”

Dean grinned, ordering for the both of you when the waitress came by. You watched him bounce his leg excitedly as you waited for your food, and you kicked him lightly from under the table.

“Can’t you sit still for two seconds?”

“Nope.”

You shook your head, laughing silently. “You’re a dork.”

He winked at you. “And you love it.”

The waitress came back soon after with your plates, and you laughed at Dean’s giddy expression.

“I swear, you’re like a kid on Christmas morning.”

Dean took a large bite, sighing happily and leaning back in the seat.

“This. This right here is heaven .”

Popping a fry in your mouth, you watched Dean devour the burger with an affectionate smile, repeating your words from earlier. “You’re a dork.”

He grinned around another huge mouthful of food. “But I’m your dork.”

You smiled back at the love of your life. It warmed your heart to see him so happy, even if it was just over a burger.

“Yeah you are.”

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Tag yourself of the Main 10 plus Gora

Me and Ary ( @j-ellyfish ) love tag yourself memes alot so we made one together we had alot of fun making this

Once in a blue moon, Hunk and Lance will be found roughhousing. This often includes hair pulling, pinching, slapping and lots and lots of elbowing (Lance’s pointy joints can be damn right lethal).

It’s not because they wanna hurt each other, it’s just sometimes they feel a little too playful and need something to do in order to release all the energy (better to mess about with each other rather than with one of Pidge’s experiments, they learnt that the hard way)

Though at one point Shiro got worried when he saw Hunk body slam Lance but just when he was about to intervene Pidge caught him by the wrist and said “It’s Leg Business, leave them be.” which just left Shiro questioning what on Earth did he do to deserve being a babysitter to these weirdass kids.

Margaret Houlihan, in the Pilot episode, Watercolour pencil.

Thank you to @trapper-john for being there as long distance moral support while I asked and discovered the answers to questions such as “How do you use these things?”

anonymous asked:

At first the bargain between Rhysand and Feyre was something I considered romantic. Like coming full circle. But then the more I thought about it the more uncomfortable I was becoming with it. I do not know how to feel about it still honestly.

It does not sit well with you because it really shouldn’t. It is extremely problematic. It was detrimental to the whole evolution of the relationship of Rhysand and Feyre and honestly a very sour note.

And the underlined message of this conclusion is extremely unsettling. And the way it is presented even more.

Think about what that bargain actually meant. Yes Rhysand and Feyre have a very long life expectancy and are considered immortals however they are not. Not really. This is why they can procreate. This is why there is a history of many High Lords in the line of succession. Come to think about it both Rhysand and Feyre in a span of a year died. Life even for High Fae is not a certainty. Their mortality is not out of reach. And no one can predict the future. They could live for centuries, or forever or they could die tomorrow. This is the premise of their story. But according to that they made a bargain where they made a pact of death. A suicide pact in truth.

Just the idea that one person cannot survive the death of their beloved one (or of anyone for that matter) and wants to die along with them aka commit instant suicide so not to face a world without another person is beyond unhealthy. And it sends all the wrong messages. And there are people that consider it to be the highlight of a romance when it is really an abusive conclusion in a journey that was meant to be anything but such.

Also….MORONS! We are talking about MORONS. How these people survived is beyond me. Aside all of their melodrama and constant failed planning how exactly did Feyre and Rhysand survive? Let us think about it. Let us think about it HARD.

Feyre survived her death because Rhysand was alive to pull her back. Rhysand survived his death because Feyre was alive to hold on to him and force the others to bring him back. If they had already made that bargain before the final battle for example they would not be alive now. They would be dead. How romantic would that be.

Life is precious. When you love someone you want then to live. With or without you. Even after you. Life does not begin and end with a love story no matter how epic and powerful in might be. When you love someone you want the best for them. You want  them to truly live. You fight and you struggle and you make sure to love yourself too so to give love to others. You want those that you love to survive. You fight for them, and their happiness and their survival. That is the point of fighting. You fight for yourself and for those you love. If you go first you should want for those you love to find the strength to live and survive and move on from the pain and the loss and smile again. You want to be able to live through them again through every smile and memory and every act of life. You want them to build their life again. And if you are the one left behind then you honor those that have passed before by living. You honor the love you felt for them by loving yourself as they did you. And you live. First for you. Then for keeping alive those your love in memory and carry them with you. You mourn. You move on. You laugh and love again.

Otherwise what is the point? This story in the acotar universe was supposed to be a journey of love but also a journey of how survivors overcome their trauma and get to live. How they stand on their two feet. How they become strong individuals again and not just shades of people they used to be. Where did that go? Feyre loved Tamlin but no matter how much she loved him in the end she had to move on from him. For her own sake. So what is the message here? That Tamlin was an abuser but since Rhysand is not it is okay for Feyre to enter a controversial codependent relationship with him to the point where even her life will be forfeit without him? Vice versa the same counts for Rhysand. I am sorry but what the actual freaking bullshit is this?

Also should we talk about the promise of children. Both Rhysand and Feyre know that sooner or later down the road they will have at least a son. They have seen his face. How can you make a bargain that could potentially even leave your child an orphan down the road? What if one of them dies when their kid is still a child? What then? Oh how romantic for a baby or a kid or a teen to lose both of its parents because they got entangled to a toxic codependent relationship where they ended up making a bargain where the one party will practically commit instant suicide if the other one dies. THAT SHIT GOES UP AGAINST EVERYTHING ACOMAF SHOWED. Feyre and Rhysand went through abuse and PTSD and slowly tried to heal their wounds again. They wanted to teach each other how to be in a healthy relationship. How to stand on their feet and survive and move on.

And yes all romantic and nice but Feyre and Rhysand know each other for what? ONE YEAR? Where they got together under a lot of traumatic pressure only to jump to a traumatic war so to do what? Promise eternity or…death to each other? Really?

Their bargain ties each other beyond any future choice. It is actually abusive in its core. It leaves no opening for any life beyond their relationship.

All that build up and gone. Gone in the last two pages. I just. I can’t. I CANNOT!

And no one! No one ever dare to come and tell me that that shit was romantic! It was not! It was sick. This is not a re-edition of Mariah carey’s I can’t live without you!

This was a story that many people and especially teens looked up to. This was promoted as a healthy representation against domestic abuse. This was presented as the story of two SURVIVORS that now can’t survive without each other. Can’t live for themselves. They do not care about what they will leave behind. They do not care for life. They do not care for their friends. They do not care for their families. They do not even care for their duties. They are High Lord and High Lady of the Night Court. They have responsibilities far beyond their selfish purposes. What if they both die and the mantle passes on to Keir for example or someone like him? What happens to their people then? To everything they fought for? All gone. Just like that.

And not to mention that if for example Rhysand for whatever reason dies tomorrow he will still be a dude that has lived several lifetimes. He is older than 500 years. He has lived his life. He is far more experienced. Feyre is younger than 20. A girl that has barely lived and loved and one that was abused in such a degree (by her family, Tamlin, UtM etc) so now feels blessed and gratitude that is loved by someone that actually cares for her and so she ends up making a pact with a very old dude to die if he dies. And it is equally dysfunctional for Rhysand too. He makes that bargain while he is in a mental state of being freshly released from 50 continuous years of imprisonment, torture and rape and after recently participating in a horrific bloody war with thousands upon thousands of casualties where he actually died himself too. He made the bargain while he is still dealing with this kind of PTSD when just weeks before he wanted nothing more than to fight in order to save Feyre and make sure that even if he died she would survive no matter what. That was his goal. To fight for her and to have her live to fight another day and live her life even if he would not. If push came to shove he was ready to sacrifice himself for her to live. And all of that suddenly shifted and… yay let us die together in the future.

And after all the messages ACOMAF promoted in the end what does this story say? Hey, find your love but if your love dies go and die too so to be together even in death. Suicide and unhealthy psychological reliance to each other FTW.

And you know what? I would not mind it half as much if this was presented for what it truly is. But this was glorified. Romanticized and worst of all presented under the guise of being a healthy representation of a balanced love story. At least with Romeo and Juliet you would tell that they were too young and too stupid …but here after the war and everything that happened they end on that note!

You have no idea how much I shipped them and still do and to end their story like that? It hurts! It really REALLY DOES!

Well done. Well FUCKING DONE! Way to go. 

hi everyone!  you’ve probably noticed the incredible decrease in activity this year which is totally my fault - senior year left me very little time for thinking funny thoughts about marching band (or anything really).  and now i have graduated from high school…and from playing flute and piccolo, at least for now.

my college doesn’t have a marching band, and i am choosing not to participate in the orchestra because i will be running cross country instead. i will be continuing with my instruction in piano, so i’m not leaving music for good!  just one part of it.

and so, sitting in the same room in which i started this blog three years ago, i am announcing its end.  this blog will remain up as a webpage, but i will no longer be producing content.  my asks are open for another week, so if you have any questions, final submissions to the band of doom, or exclamations of a general band nature, go for it!  i will get around to them all before closing the inbox.  after emptying out the asks, i will post my actual url for anyone who wants to follow me into that great abyss known as a personal blog!  

thank you all so much for following and listening to my “inarticulate ramblings about band. and the piccolo. but mostly band.”  it’s been incredibly fun for me to run this blog and it’s thanks to all of you!

i wish you much luck in your future auditions, shows, and concerts.

vee

The Denny’s rule book: A simple guide

Denny’s is your local, friendly diner open 24 hours a day every day of the year. A place to relax and enjoy a breakfast at any hour, a fulfilling lunch or delicious dinner. All are welcome at Denny’s, and it’s your safest location, provided you follow this very simple guide for the nightly hours.

  1. Never close your eyes in a Denny’s parking lot. 
  2. Walk calmly to the door; you will hear sounds. Do not look behind you.
  3. Always make sure the door closes behind you, unless it was already open when you arrived, in which case do not touch the door.
  4. Never sit at the table farthest from the front door. Your server will sometimes try to seat you there. Politely refuse and ask for another table.
  5. If you see a table with two salt-shakers, walk past it; that table is taken. Sit at the table directly across from it instead. 
  6. Eat your pancakes. Box any leftovers; it would be a shame to waste food. It might attract something.
  7. Do not, under any circumstance, look into the eyes of your own reflection in the bathroom.
  8. If your server’s eyes turn black, do not panic; order a coffee with extra cream. Do not ask for a refill. Do not stare.
  9. Think you recognize someone who just walked in? Best to ignore it. It’s probably not what it seems. They will proceed to sit at the table farthest from the door.
  10. If you are walking past a Denny’s and you see yourself sitting in the corner booth through the window, keep walking. Do not eat at Denny’s that night.
  11. Did you tip? You better double check. It’s only polite to leave a tip.
  12. Do not ask questions. They will Notice.

Your local Denny’s is the perfect place for a delicious meal at all hours of the day. Hope you enjoy your next visit to any Denny’s Diner!