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anonymous asked:

omg I love your post on why Jon fell for Dany.

aww that wasn’t me!! but i love that post too!!!!! it just gets me in the fucking heart how pure and soft their love for each other is!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i’ve only been really in love once in my life and aside from that the fictional relationships i normally gravitate to are extremely disturbing and dark. Tbh I didn’t ship jon and dany romantically after i found out they were related in season 6, it just seemingly lost all of its appeal, i was like ‘aw ye lemme get this awesome fam reunion can’t wait’ 

but then they met each other and fell carefully and preciously in love and with such tenderness that gosh it just reminded me what it was like to love somebody like that - good love, trusting and open. Where you admire the other person and can find the stars in their eyes and shit. ugh i love them.

anonymous asked:

You seem really loyal, but clearly not to Ren or Hux. It seems to be to the First Order. Can I ask why?

The First Order is a proud organization, rising like a phoenix from the ashes of the old Empire, but stronger and better, with glorious purpose. Imagine: Everyone united. No planetary governments fighting over laws or currency exchanges or other piddly shit. Just everyone going about their lives peacefully. I dream of a day in the future where we maybe don’t need so many armored soldiers because everyone is finally cool to each other. That’s why I’m loyal to Supreme Leader Snoke and the First Order.

Hux and Ren, though. Those guys are just assholes. You can follow orders and be a good little soldier for someone and not actually like them, ya dig? I mean, you’ve had that boss before, right? You know the one: you’re loving your job and your co-workers and you get awesome paychecks, but this one manager just rubs you the wrong way. It’s like that, I guess. I put up with those jerks because Snoke lets them give the orders, but I don’t have to be BFFs with them or anything.  At least, not as long as I remain the only person good enough at my job to get away with it without getting shot in the face.

Shout out to my fellow petite trans brothers out here
  • To the trans guys who are so thin their binder will NEVER work to sculpt “pecs” for them.
  • To the trans guys who go to try on XS clothing sizes and still end up never having clothes that fit snugly enough.
  • To trans guys who have to custom order men’s jeans because they rarely carry a size small enough for them, or to trans guys who just wear “women’s” jeans since it’s easier.
  • To trans guys who can eat all the “right” foods and do all of the specific exercises and still just… don’t ever beef up in the right ways because it’s not what their body is willing to do. 
  • To trans guys who are so small that even other afab people laugh when comparing the size of their hands or their shoe size to yours.
  • To trans guys that have height dysphoria worse than anything else sometimes.
  • To trans guys who know they’ll still be small/short even after starting T, and just have to learn how to cope with it.
  • To trans guys with a metabolism too high to be anything other than skinny.
  • To trans guys who don’t want to have the image of a soft, skinny, “smol” trans boy but always end up lumped in that category anyways.
  • To trans guys who get called ‘adorable’ in anything short of a leather jacket with bloodied knuckles.
  • To trans guys who do fit a softer stereotypical image and don’t mind that! Who embrace flower crowns and pastel sweaters and feel like they’re trans the “wrong” way!
  • To trans guys who can wear all the passing-guidebook clothing, change their gait, and deepen their voices and still get misgendered.

You’re all awesome and even other trans guys sleep on y’all but you’re just as much of a man as the 6′0″ well muscled guys you always see people praising.
You’re going to find a way to feel comfortable with your presentation some day, I promise. 
Whether that means starting HRT, getting surgeries, learning to self love, or a mix of any of these! You’re going to be happy with yourself some day, even if it takes a little bit of work.
Hang in there.

Most of the time, Even loves Jonas. 

He does- Jonas is quick witted and intelligent. He loves films and art and Even has the most interesting conversations with Jonas when they’re both high off their ass. Even more interesting ones when they aren’t.

He means, yeah sure, every now and then they butt heads when it comes to Isak because they both love him dearly in their own ways, but at the end of the day; they are always willing to laugh it off into a can of beer.

So they’re chill. Even likes Jonas.

But at this moment, Even wants to break the curly headed fuck’s neck.

“Let’s take marriage for instance,” Jonas says, sipping a can of beer and gesturing wildly to both the other boys in their squad and the girls, “It’s nothing but a capitalistic invention. People throw these huge ceremonies and spend millions of dollars on bullshit like valentine’s day cards and wedding receptions. I mean really– marriage is obsolete in this day and age. What the fuck is a piece of paper going to tell you? Completely unnecessary.”

Even clenches his jaw, because Isak is nodding in his hesitant way, looking interested in the topic. Slowly being convinced maybe.

That just won’t do. Because Even has a ring in his pocket that he’s been carrying around for ages and tonight was supposed to be the night that he was going to drop down on his legs and ask the fucking question.

But fucking Jonas is messing shit up.

“I don’t think it’s obsolete,” Even says through gritted teeth, “Standing up in front of you family and friends and promising yourself to the one person in the world you can’t live without.”

Jonas snorts, “One person you can’t live without? Should we talk about divorce rates?”

The fucker.

Sana, bless her, must notice that Even is about to blow a gasket and maybe jump Jonas in the not at all fun way. She clears he throat and changes the subject easily enough.

But Even glares at him steadily. Clearly boldly enough that Isak gives him a bizarre look and a nudge

Sorry baby, Even thinks, I know he’s your best friend, but I’ll kill him if he affects how you see us.

Jonas stands up and stretches after a minute, pecking Eva’s head in the process. “I’m going to grab some chips.”

His chance. Even stands up, “I’ll help you.”

“Oh no, it’s alright I’m just-”

Even narrows his eyes, “I’ll help you.”

So the kitchen is awkward because Jonas can’t figure out why Even is laser beam staring and him and Even is just crossing his arms and glaring.

“Did I… do something?”

“You’ve gotta stop with this no marriage shit,” Even whispers, moving closer and giving the entrance to the kitchen a surreptitious glance, “You’re killing me, Jonas. Like actually killing me.”

Jonas raises his eyebrows, “What the fuck? Why?”

Even sighs through his nose, “Because I have a fucking ring in my pocket that I’m planning on proposing with in approximately 45 minutes, you shit.”

Jonas’s eyes go wide, “No way! You and Isak are getting married? That’s fucking awesome!”

Even throws his arms up and hisses, “Yeah, it’s awesome. But it’s going to be less awesome when Isak decides suddenly that marriage is a capitalistic trap!”

Jonas winces, “Okay I see your point. Sorry man, I didn’t know.”

Even lets out a breath. At least he was being reasonable. “It’s chill… just cool it a bit until after.”

Noora’s high pitched voice, “Everything okay in there? Where are the chips?”

Jonas pats Even on the back and grins, “This is fucking awesome. Married. Isak is so gonna ask me to be his best man.” And then louder, “We’re coming out now. Couldn’t find them!”

Jonas and Even settle back into the respective seats. There was a brief lull of silence before Jonas cleared his throat, “Ladies and gentlemen, I’ve had a change of heart. Everyone should get married. Marriage is the fucking best.” 

I don't think people who say we're overreacting about Wonder Woman understand

When you’re a girl, you don’t get to see women be cool, not as often as boys get to see men be cool.

You don’t get to see them fly and fight bad guys and be people you want to BE, do you know what I mean?

Guys get the cool super powers and girls get romance subplots.

Girls with powers are reduced to smaller roles and we have to make up fanfics and extended material that makes them the main character cuz male writers don’t need them for anything but romance plots.

Just look at girls on Tumblr.

Obsessed with white males.

Love em.

Can’t get enough of that white guy named Chris.

Why?

I assume because they’re attractive in every socially constructed way.

And because they get to be the telekinetic, edgy angsty guy whose mom died who deserves all of our sympathy and attention.

So when people say Wonder Woman is a great movie but people are exaggerating how important it is that she be a role model, or that girls should look up to their mothers…

Like you don’t get how cool it is to be able to see someone like you do cool stuff. Your mom is great but she’s mundane, no offense to mothers. She’s not magical, she’s the kind of person you don’t appreciate until you’re older. And she’s not the type of person EVERYONE knows and recognizes and looks up to. Wonder Woman is, well now she really is. And she’s visible, she’s much more tangible, as fictional characters always ARE to mainstream audiences. So little girls get to see this awesome fictional lady…

-and you don’t have to pretend you’re a guy.

You don’t have to pretend that you’re not different from the people we’ve been told are the “desirable” people to be.

Wonder Woman is not only a great movie and a lovely social commentary.

But on a basic level, the more subconscious level of internalized feelings, of self identity and self love ?

I mean, are you a heartless monster or do you really have a problem with girls, and boys too, seeing a woman kick ass and not be the object of desire.

But the person everyone wants to be?

You show girls that they can be awesome, that they have more of a role in human existence than just being shallow love interests and you show boys that there are women they can look up to.

You got this larger than life woman acting as an icon for everyone, and for ONCE, this icon is female. Yes, the human race is represented, and idealized, in super heroes. Who are often male. Which says that our idealized self…is male.

So Wonder Woman being an idealistic superhero, our perfect self, the human shaped being we want to be…well. She’s female and BY WANTING TO BE HER…we say that there is nothing wrong with being female.

And yes yes yes yes argue that they have real life women they could look up to.

But do you really think most little boys want to learn about Madam Curie or Queen Isabella or Antoinette?

That’s boring history stuff.

Wonder Woman reaches a huge audience.

She’s more tangible, for children that is.

She feels more real than stuffy historical figures.

Stop acting like Wonder Woman being a role model is to be underplayed or devalued.

It’s important for people to feel EXCITED and exhilarated by a super hero who’s not a straight white snarky nihilistic male.

It gets their dusty little hearts beating and their minds thinking, hopefully.

Will it change anything politically, no.

Wonder Woman can’t impeach trump unfortunately.

But can it change how girls see themselves, how boys see women, how people look at what it means to be human?

Well maybe.

So TL;DR- shut up. Wonder Woman is amazing. And shame on you for trying to take her away from children, you’re a menace and I need to talk to you, adult to adult.

CN internship: Update 3

OK so today was my first official day (since yesterday was just orientation and tour etc.)!!! It was a very nice day!

I started off by going into work and then heading to the recording booth, where I got to sit in on an awesome recording session with the SU cast!

Here is all of them in the booth (Grace posted this picture)! It was awesome getting to see Deedee, Michaela, Shelby, Jen, and Grace as always, but it was the first time I’d met Estelle and AJ in person!

As someone has pointed out on twitter in this screenshot, I was also featured on Michaela’s instagram story making a dumb face, RIP me

SO yeah!! Then after work I bumped into some of the other super cool interns from orientation who were going to this mini art gallery being held downstairs at CN, so I hung out with them and it was super fun! All the other interns are so kind and talented and it’s amazing! And we went and got pizza and it was awesome!! It was a great day!!!

anonymous asked:

I've always wondered why you don't want anyone to repost your art? I understand the whole not giving credit issue too. I have just wondered if there is something else that keeps you from letting people repost?

I don’t think is fair. Some pages have reposted my art and haven’t made me aware of it (besides they cropped my signature, not gave me credit, etc). I have to deal with comments that are not directed at me and, personally, I really don’t like it. It feels like someone is talking behind my back. If you have something to say about my art, I want to know in my own page… that’s why I post here - and on instagram :)

People see art on other’s people account, most of them don’t bother to look the source of it. There were occasions where I was accused of reposting my own art. Someone saying “hey credit the artist” and I was like “well, I am the artist”. So you can imagine the reputation “art repost” has and it’s not cool unless the artist gives you permission to do so.

I’m not saying all page do that to gain popularity, but yeah, there are pages that repost art because they can’t create their own material. So they repost material that another person has took their time to create, because it’s easier. But drawing isn’t easy. It’s actually fucking hard and it takes TIME.

if someone’s page has the initiative of helping fanartist to get noticed, that’s awesome! but - in case you have a page of this sort of content and are reading this, please note: - it’s important to ask for permission before reposting. Send a message to the artist before saving the fanart and reposting in your own account. It’s about respecting the art and artist. This whole issue isn’t just the act of reposting. It’s much more than that. If you enjoyed the art so much, a reblog is all you need to do and you are respecting the original source of it: the artist :D

I have asked some instagram accounts to take my art down especially because they cropped my signature (blvnk-art.tumblr.com) and haven’t given me any credits. some excuses were “ I’ve found it on google, I didn’t know who the artist was”. If you respect art, you will try to find the source of it. If you respect the artist, you will ask for permission. You will try to find the information whether he/she allows repost.

I have worked really hard to develop a style, to discover who I am as an artist. I may draw fast, but that doesn’t mean I learned how to do it in a couple of years. It’s been more than 10 years drawing since I was kid and my tumblr has 3. I don’t make any profit off of the fanarts I am drawing. I only ask respect in return, knowing that I won’t be able to control it on the internet. But I know my followers respect me so I decide to keep bringing my sketches daily in this account - this is just a case of a few people, although I am seeing more and more reposting (on instagram).

I don’t like when artists and arts are not respected. Reposting without permission is the lack of it. I hope you understand.

The fun thing about Lance is a lot of the lines and stuff that he’s given. I get a lot of awesome one-liners. I get a lot of jokes in the show. He’s definitely there for a lot of awesome comic relief, which is really fun for me to play. And I guess I’m good at doing that, but the challenge is you always want to make sure with those lines that they’re hitting… You want to make sure that a lot of those lines are funny, because that’s the whole purpose of the line. Otherwise, Lance is fun because he is this person that has all this bravado and stuff on the outside, but then he’s fun because he’s still a real, rounded character in the sense that, no matter what deep down, there’s that sensitive realness to him that’s just kind of this kid that’s away from home, that misses home. And so that’s what’s fun about that show.

Okay, but can we please speak about what happened when Peter first got caught on a „job“ (thieving) and taken into custody.

By that time, he is very likely still a boy, and since he had not been part of the Ravagers’ bigger jobs, he is fairly unknown to whatever kind of police caught him. They just hold him in custody because they can’t find out where he comes from, and he stole something rather expensive, and he also bit an officer. They don’t take him very seriously, but they also can’t just let him go, so they put him into a cell, bring him something to drink, and tell him to stay put.

And Peter is just like, this sassy little brat and comments, “Uh, you really should let me out, I’m gonna be late, and they don’t like it when I’m late.”

“Who? Are you in trouble, kid? Did you get kidnapped?”

“Nah, so, they kind of call it “picking me up”, but eh, not that important. Can you let me out please? They don’t like it when I run late.”

“Boy, if you don’t tell us where you are from and who you are talking about, then we really can’t let you out. You stole something. Do you even realize the amount of trouble you are in?”

And Peter smiles, actually smiles at the officer, and says, “No, but I know the amount of trouble you’re going to be in.”

And then it starts – there are shots being fired in front of the door, rough laughter and yells resounding, and over everything else, the sound of whistling?! And the officer reacts fast, he really does, but in the time he takes to dive for his weapon (because why should he keep his weapon on him when he’s only dealing with a child), the door already flies out of its hinges, and a bunch of Ravagers makes their way into the room, weapons raised and with very, very unhappy expressions.

A blazing red arrow cuts through the air, stopping with its quivering tip only inches from the frozen officer’s throat, and a rough voice bellows “QUILL!”

“I’m here!” Peter yells back.

“We found the kid, Capt’n!” someone calls helpfully in the same moment.

“Tullk, I just said I’m here, dude.”

Yondu stomps into the room, coat singed from blaster shots aimed at him, expression murderous until he spots the little Terran in the cell. “Darn it, Quill, what did I tell ya ‘bout getting caught?!”

“I don’t know – not to do it?!“

"Excactly. And yet I see ya over there, nice and caught.”

I almost got away, Yondu, come on!”

“Almost ain’t good enough, ya brat. Ya go back to ya duties on ship until I say ya can try again!”

“What?! No, that’s unfair! I’m never going to get better if you just…”

“Ya try and argue with me, I leave ya ‘ere.”

“…Okayyyy, back to ship duties.”

The shivering officer just watches, frozen and disbelieving, as the arrow zips away from his throat – he apparently has been forgotten in his corner – and vanishes in its master’s holster again. In the meantime, a scrawny Xandarian with a Mohawk opens the door for Peter, letting the kid out (“Kraglin, come on, tell Yondu I get to try again, yeah?” – “Naw, don’chu drag me into that, Pete”) and a Krylorian picks the boy up and carries him on his shoulders. The leader of the whole group is still bickering with the child (“Ya were late, Quill” – “I was caught, Yondu! You can’t blame me!”) as they make their way out of the busted door and down the hallway.

The last thing the lucky man hears, waving down the hallway, is -

“But Capt’n, a’ least we got our Terran back.”

“Hm.”

“We probably shoulda get ‘im a coat, so they ain’t gonna mess with ‘im again, aye, Capt’n?”

“Suppose.”

“I get a coat?! AWESOME!”

“Quill, shut it.”

“Sorry. But I still get a coat, yeah?”

“Oh by the stars, kid, ya givin’ me a headache again.”

It becomes a very important rule all over the galaxy to be careful when dealing with a certain Terran child, because it is a known fact that there will be a whole Ravager troop not too far away, ready to bail the child out again.

(Thanks to @forgedobsidian for being such a source of inspiration, the ideas keep coming when talking to you. =D)

Platonic Soulmate

Mornings do wonders to my imagination.

Rather than having the name of your romantic soulmate, people have the name of their best friends instead. Imagine someone who has more than one best friend, and they’re afraid that their tattoo will only consists of one name. But then on their seventeenth birthday, instead of a name, they get “Those awesome bastards I’m in love with” or “You-know-who-they-are” or just the name of their groupchat.

And then there are people who get a tattoo of their romantic soulmates after all, because being best friends with your significant other is the best way to live your life.

deestielluv  asked:

hi i just wanted to let you know that i've recently just started listening to your/Andrew's podcasts on SoundCloud and i'm already a huge fan of it so good job sweetie, keep up the amazing work!!1! ((:

Thank you so much! It’s so much fun to record. Hoping to get some awesome guests on soon!

themightymothdesigns  asked:

Could you ever imagine Joey and Mitch having children/animal baby to look after? Or is that not how you see the relationship? I'm curious ! Literally, I'm in love with Long Exposure- and I'll definitely be ordering the physical comics at the end of the month when I get paid! You're an awesome artist

its tough because assuming they’d get to the point where they were stable and comfortable to adopt some kids i think mitch would be very reluctant for a long time, since he fears turning out like his stepdad (who was very much physically and emotionally abusive). it would take a lot of encouragement and self-confidence built up before mitch was alright with the idea of having the responsibility of raising a kid

as for ANIMALS yeah mitch truthfully Loves taking care of things, esp animals (and jonas uhh what who said that)… jonas is kinda unsure of animals. he’s cautious but loves them if they’re friendly. i’ve recently realized i love the idea of mitch getting a pet monitor lizard and jonas being terrified of it at first but then learning to be bffs …. OR A GREAT BIG SNAKE. for dick jokes, clearly. jonas is scared of most reptiles but mitch thinks theyre Cool

you cant tell me mitch wouldnt rock one of these stinky cuddly boys

it’s mah sunset boi Bing

(Why’s he so fun to draw??? SOMEONE ANSWER ME!!!

Also, I just saw my friend’s digital drawings and I was so AMAZED. I’m so inspired to try new things more now! Some day I’ll get to make awesome pieces as well. But here’s something new that I tried: palettes! And no ‘light draft’ or something! And boy was this a fun thing to do! Bing is like the ultimate art practice guy. For me. Might try for Goog and the others some time! Hope you like it!)

Rock & Yeol

Pairing: Reader x Chanyeol

Genre: Smut, fluff

Word count: 4,7K

Summary: You get invited to act in some hot scenes along side Chanyeol in his band’s new MV. Will it all be just acting or will something change?

This fanfic is a special birthday gift to my very good friend Valeria. I hope you like this gift I made for you and I wish you nothing but happiness in your life because you deserve it. Me and Chanyeol love you very much 💕 (but in different ways 😜)


When you thought about starting a rock & roll covers band you were just looking forward to wearing some awesome clothes, get free drinks at the bar and having cute guys lining up to get a date with you. But you have been playing the same old bars for what seems like ages, your clothes are practically made of sweat, the free drinks get boring pretty damn fast and instead of cute guys all you get is a bunch of idiots who think it’s ok to try to get their hands on you while you’re performing.

Tonight’s a Friday night, you just finished a gig at one of the usual spots and you played here so many times you feel like you know all the regulars. “I have to step out of the bar for a minute, after all this time my eyes should be better at dealing with the strong lights and cigarette smoke.” You said to your drummer.

You went outside and spent some time chatting to the bouncer before going back in and finding your band mates pointing you out to a guy you have never seen before. “Great, just what I needed…” You developed a strict no idiots policy but your band mates are not always helpful in telling guys to fuck off, and you usually end up having to dish out the fuck offs by yourself.

As he approached you you noticed that he’s pretty well dressed, and a second look at him tells you he’s not one of the usual idiots with some new clothes, so you decided to give him a break. “You totally rocked the house tonight.” Was the first thing he said to you.

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