even if it's in your tags

me, an Asian: [calls someone out for whitewashing Japanese characters in her American choir club AU]

that someone, a white person: [prioritises the American setting over the original Japanese setting] umm no I’m not whitewashing them? I’m 100% against whitewashing? you’re being ignorant and throwing around the term like it’s nothing? you just have a stick up your butt?

also that someone: btw if y'all see me whitewashing it’s your priority to give me the smacc of a lifetime! 😜 also I’m an otaku 😜😘

ACOWAR CHARACTERS AS GRANDPARENTS

Rhysand:The Grandpa that everyone Loves! Cuz he tells stories about his adventures of the great beyond and how much he loves his wife.


Feyre: The grandma that is SuuUper insperational and will make u run in 5k with her and go to feminist rallys to EliMiNatE Tamlins from the world.


Nesta: The Grandma that always yells at people to stay off her lawn and ALWAYS starts the sentence with “when i was your age”


Elain: The Grandma who gives u treats and goodies and tends to the garden and cooks food for u that could feed 10 people.But its all for u cuz she loves you ❤️


Cassian: The Grandpa who always tries to make really bad puns and tags u in memes so you’ll think he’s cool


Mor: The Grandma who helps u pick a dress for every event even when u don’t actually need her help and whose also married to..a Grandma?


Azriel: The Grandpa who observes you from a distance in silence until u find it really uncomfortable and sometimes you find him sitting on a table beside you when you’re on a date. Pretending to read the menu…again.

Have you ever gone though your Tumblr archive and just cringed to death? Because that’s exactly me right now.

I discovered that I posted this in September of 2011:

“i still have huge crushes on emo guys <3333″

ASDFGHJKL SOMEONE PUNCH ME PLEASE WHY DID I TYPE THAT.

I also tagged it as “phil and dan”…sort your life out, 15 year old Taylor.

sunday memery (on monday)

Rules: post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic/original/anything!) and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence.

Tagged by @annaofaza and @missbeckywrites <3 Apparently this was to be done yesterday but, well. Whoops?

Colin turns over to kiss him, again and again, both hands framing Taron’s face so he can’t squirm away even though he doesn’t know of anything that would make him want to.

Yeah, that Firtherton fic I should’ve finished by now… 

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“I have to work harder than anyone else to make it! I’ll never catch up otherwise…! I want to be like you…! Like you. The strongest hero.”

Dedicated to @noxtics
Happy super belated Birthday Zimah-san (°◡°♡)

Which OC will answer to literally every nick name given to them?

Oh Corrin dear, I’m not sure if you’re gonna win this Voting Gauntlet, but remember that you are always going to be the winner of my heart

RWBY Volume 4 OST - Bmblb [ music box ]
Jestereir
RWBY Volume 4 OST - Bmblb [ music box ]

“ Now the flowers are in bloom,
and you’ve chased away my darkness and gloom. ”

I JUST REALISED IT WAS YIO’S (@rwbyballpointpen) BIRTHDAY AND THIS WAS A BLIND PANIC so it may not be the best but 
happy birthing day yio 

Original: Youtube
Download: Soundcloud

highlight reel summary
  • seokjin: i stole some random girl's notebook and read it even though the girl was within calling distance and i definitely could have returned it
  • jungkook: i was going to do this epic wheelie in the hospital corridor before this girl stopped me wtf
  • yoongi: im filming a 'no smoking' cf
  • namjoon: i stood here on this bridge for who knows how long watching this girl struggle with posters until realizing that i should probably help her rn
  • taehyung: wait i paid for your shit then you snob me? i didn't even get to finish my ramen wtf
  • jimin: fuck my hyung is cute... wait but that girl is kinda cute too... the fuck...
  • hoseok: when i was 8 my mother abandoned me and this cake just triggered me wtf it's not even my birthday tag your shit pls
Zelda Gay Ship Talk Here

Do you remember back when there was LinkXDark, Sheiklink, Ganlink, or even Ghiralink!? Shadlink? Ravioli? They were some niiiiice ships…

If You Love Me, Come Clean

by @victoryjacketwiththethieves on AO3

Pairings: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, Zayn Malik/Liam Payne

Chapters: 15/15; 120k words

Rating: Explicit

Summary: “Can I help you?” Louis inquires, with a hand on his hip and the tone of someone who feels like doing the exact opposite. He’s already had enough of this character, and he hasn’t even said a word yet.

The tall and unkempt boy turns to face him. In a substantial contradiction to his overall rough appearance, his pale green eyes flash with child-like amusement. This only serves to agitate Louis even more.

“I don’t know, can you?” the yet-to-be-named boy utters with a teasing tone, striding towards him. Louis focuses on his voice, which is low, and husky, and not sexy at all. He sounds like a chainsmoker, Louis notes to himself, and this observation is in no way an attempt to distract himself from how incredibly disarming the boy looks up close.

Louis pulls his thoughts together in time to respond, “Well, that depends on how much of my time
you’re planning on wasting.”

Or, AU in which Louis works at a recording studio where Harry’s ‘up and coming’ and ‘exciting’ soon-to-be famous indie band has just signed a deal to record their debut album at, and Louis’ never even heard of them for Christ’s sakes, but that doesn’t stop him from repeatedly catching the eye of the raven-haired, eyeliner-wearing, and slightly dangerous-looking frontman (but he’s not interested, he isn’t.)

thank you to @louiswantstomarryharry for making me this edit and also thank you to @melmanpur for letting me use your manip!

Humans are space orcs, eh?

I’m new to this, but I love what I’m reading in the feed lately, so, trying my hand!

Some ideas:

What if the greatest diplomacy problem in dealing with humans is that they seem to lie about past events constantly, even to someone who witnessed the same events?  Then it’s discovered that humans have recording devices of all kinds– security cameras, diaries, mp3– and the problem becomes clear.  Humans lie, but not that badly.  The poor, fretful creatures just have a species-wide brain defect.  Kindly aliens take to recording every event and encounter they can, then preface every diplomatic meeting with a record swap so the humans can brush up on what actually happened and the aliens can get some insight into what the humans have been falsely thinking happened.  Ambassadors to Earth get supplementary training in how to handle people with memory impairments, and human ambassadors to other worlds start hiring aliens– ANY aliens– to be their assistants.  Everything smooths out after that.

Religion.  Aliens intellectually understand how religion works and that there are different kinds, but they don’t really “get” it.  The biggest confusion regards whether the humans, who do seem to have some sort of empathic abilities at least, are actually communing with incorporeal beings/forces… and if so, why some humans seem able to commune with more than one, while other humans not at all.  Notable scholars have decided that the rituals and paraphernalia have nothing to do with the beings or forces being communed with, but muddied the matter by suggesting that the rituals may be important for a human’s ability to commune.  Alien non-scholars, eager to accommodate this new species and prove that space is nothing to be afraid of– nobody wants a repeat of the H’j’g’rcxin Xenophobia disaster– simply treat any and all religious requests as vital necessities for their human guests and crewmen.  Accommodation becomes so ordinary that when the first religious argument erupts between an engineer and a navigator, the biggest shock is that one of them objects to the other wearing a turban, something which does not affect work performance in any way.

Styling.  Alien species each have their own primary sense that they rely on, and when they find out that humans primarily rely on sight, well.  Reliant on sight means that surface patterns and colorings are particularly important to them, right?  They will have evolved to be individually distinctive in appearance?  New human crew are automatically assigned a mentor from another vision-reliant species, so someone will be able to tell them apart until the auditory and pheromone labels are attached to their uniforms.  Then Abby comes to mess with a new haircut and sparkly chapstick one day, and the mentor has no idea who she is or how she got aboard.

Word of Stabby the Space Roomba spreads, and soon every ship with a human captain or sufficiently high number of human crew has a Stabby.  Names vary, but most of them are Stabby.  One ship becomes low-key known for sending out broadcasts of Stabby McStabberson, son of Stabberson, son of Stabber, and its adventures stabbing juice boxes in zero-G.

Aesthetics.  Humans have a bewildering tendency to open starmaps or sneak into the scientific observation module at odd times, including with a mate or offspring, and just stare at open space.  Not even particular stars, although they like to study and talk about particular stars and clusters at times, but just, the whole of space.  Why do they do it?  Nobody knows.  Humans behave as though intoxicated during these times, but productivity lowers dramatically if they are barred access– if barring access even works in the first place, given humans’ seemingly endless ability to get into places where they aren’t supposed to be.

Fire.  Due to different atmospheric content, inability to heal from burns, or just plain never needing to cook their food, no alien species has ever utilized fire as a tool.  When humans say that learning to use fire may have been the start of their civilization, everybody believes that the humans are just talking a tough game to make up for their lower technology level, or– once they learn about human hierarchies– to compensate for a perceived lack of political status.  Then a human sees a catastrophic explosion on a hostile planet and laughs.  Then another shushes panicking engineers and smothers an accidental fire with some garments.  Then another builds a bonfire out of dead plantlife and a shredded religious document to warm an injured alien crewman after xir endothermic suit is punctured and the planet rotates away from its sun.  Humans– soft, cuddly, pack-bonds-even-with-inanimate-objects humans– are comfortably in control of the most terrifying force of disaster the galaxy has ever known.  Aliens stop being surprised that we nearly made ourselves extinct so many times in history.

“Why does your larval stage look so similar to your mature stage?  How do you know when a human is old enough to leave the Pit of Offspring?  Or to mate?”

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I brought some oranges to work yesterday but didn’t eat them so this may have happened =D

have you ever finished a book or show and just had the strongest longing to be a part of that universe, where you have special abilities like them and friendships like them, and sure life is hard there but you know you’re special, you’re valuable, and that everything will be okay in the end

@skillshotlabs make a cute gif t find who’s your v-day’s date, and i got Toshi ♥ So i drew a little selfie with him >:D! i tried really hard to not let the usual annoying grey bg haha