nicki and bey really tryna start a fucking militia of supercharged black girls or something bc i swear to the living GOD every time one of them drops something i start making plans to better my life like “ooh i need to register for classes and moisturize my hair and drink more water and start working out and eat more dark leafy greens”
OH MY GOD ok so dearsheroozle was sick and requested a Sweaty Engineering!Asami and Flustered!Korra drawing and I as usual made this way harder and more complicated than it needed to be and didn’t plan it out very well at all and had to just sort of make it work and anyway here it is
Louise, congratulations! 5 years ago a lovely beautiful-looking lady decided to start a Youtube Channel… and became inspiration for all her fans. No matter what size you are, no matter how you look, smile, be positive, be yourself and you will look beautiful! That’s the teaching you have left your sprinklerinos. Oh, Louise, you have helped so much people you can’t even imagine. Be proud of your work. Matt and Darcy love you, everybody in the Youtube community love you and we, sprinklerinos, love you.
Oh, and, Louise, thank you for creating such a nice community. Your sprinklerino fans are really kind and befriending some of them is one of the things which have made me happier lately. Thank you, Louise - that’s a personal thank you, yup, hehe.
TL;DR This hacker spent some time at the UN. Turns out their stack is as old as government itself.
“I started coding because my Neopets guild needed a web page and there was no one who knew how to code, go figure. I built all of their websites in really dinky HTML, CSS, and PHP. It was an exciting time on the Internet. I met someone who learned to code building Sailor Moon fan sites. Nerds, right?
I worked at the UN briefly for two years and oh my god - everything is so old there, like their processes are ancient. Their events person was sending out emails by hand; manually, one by one to thousands of people, like thousands of people. Imagine an event hosted by the UN. Imagine how many people are invited to that. I told her, ‘It’s called MailChimp. It will change your life.’”
Cathy is currently hacking on Wikitongues and leads software product at Coalition. She will be featured in the Wall Street Journal’s upcoming documentary about women in technology, and she has a knack for modernizing companies’ outdated technology stacks.
ICYMI: A woman in Baltimore received this super weird and homophobic note after decorating her yard with rainbow lights and the words “love” and “ohana” in honor of Pride month. The note reads:
“Your yard is becoming Relentlessly Gay! Myself and Others in the neighborhood ask that you Tone It Down. This is a Christian area and there are Children. Keep it up and I will be Forced to call the Police on You! Your kind need to have Respect for GOD.” -A Concerned Home Owner.
The homeowner, Julie Baker, has responded by creating a GoFundMe page asking for supporters to help make her home even more relentlessly gay:
I am starting this fundraiser so I can work to make my Home even More “relentlessly gay” If we go high enough, I will see if I can get a Rainbow Roof!
Because my invisible relentlessly gay rainbow dragon should live up there in style!
Put simply, I am a widow and the mother of four children, my youngest in high school and I WILL NOT Relent to Hatred. Instead, I will battle it with whimsy and beauty and laughter and love, wrapped around my home, yard and family!!!
The thing is, Nico loves Will, really, he does. He loves how
Will can distinguish the good shadows from the bad, how he can recognize when
he needs to reach out and pluck Nico from all his sacred spaces that have
turned sour and solder him back together particle by particle, seeping
stability and permanence into him simply by being
Nico loves how malleable Will is, how the quietly sturdy
body beside him melts in the half light behind closed doors, easily changing
shape under Nico’s practiced hands, always leaving the same sting on the
underside of his tongue but flitting from rough to smooth and back again,
giving Nico what he knows he needs.
Nico loves Will, and he loves how his sun’s rays bend and
arc and curve wonderfully around Nico, creating glorious hollows for him to
inhabit, easy as breathing.
Nico loves Will for his seeming-bonelessness that’s somehow,
inexplicably, directed at Nico, but.
But there are nights, long, drawn-out evenings where
Nico has whatever show is languishing on the television muted, where he knows
he should get into bed before the aching tiredness pins him to the couch, where
he’s just beginning to think about getting up when the apartment door bangs
open like a shot and Nico doesn’t even have to count the seconds between the
erratic footsteps to know it’s Will back from trauma work.
It’s Will back from trauma work, and Nico’s fatigue
evaporates in the face of the look Will’s giving him that has his shadow
meticulously stripping down. Nico doesn’t have to loop his arms around Will’s
neck to know his pulse is a frantic staccato he can’t hope to match, but Nico
does it anyway, he doesn’t have to open Will’s vein to taste the adrenaline
tripping thunderously along in Will’s bloodstream. Instead Nico bites along the
inside of Will’s wrist and smiles wickedly, because Will’s breathing is out of
place for a dreary Thursday evening but is protocol under the bright lights of
the hospital Will has just come from, of the tripping, roaring movement of the hospital
Will is having trouble shaking off just now, where blood is crashing wondrously
inside people if they’re lucky, and outside them if the doctors aren’t finished
yet. Nico knows Will is itching, stuttering, gasping, going, needing an outlet, an outlet, an outlet, and Nico is more
than willing to offer himself to Will’s flare, always ready to give over
lighter fluid to keep Will’s spark alight. Will has spent hours desperately
sewing people together, and Nico will always volunteer to be the one he rips apart
afterwards, when his hands still thrum with energy and his fingers can’t pick
up the needle but can scrabble for purchase against Nico’s skin. Nico takes a
delicious thrill in the way Will absolutely shatters him from the inside out.
On nights like these, Will is rigid and unyielding and forces Nico to crack
where he can’t bend any further, and Nico can give over to this, really, he
can, because on the one hand, it’s positively brilliant, and on the other, Will
spins drippy sunshine for Nico to play with on his off days. Nico can manage to
crack temporarily in two when Will needs to break something.
im so sad that chanyeol cried today like i know he only cried because he was grateful but still i hope he knows that he deserves it all and that his hard work paid off and will continue to pay off for a long time in the future im so proud of him and im sure a lot of other people are too and i hope he knows that i love him so much oh my god i wish i could just hug him for three days straight and protect him from everything he doesnt deserve to be sad or to feel down hes so amazing i need to stop before i start crying lmao
So last night I started thinking about Youtuber!Klaine AUs and ended up writing out a huge idea for it in a post. Today I wrote that. It took me hours when I thought it would just be a quick drabble, so I really hope you like it! (I’m also not proofreading it so I’m sorry for any mistakes! I need to lay down now, haha)
Summary: Kurt gets popular on Youtube for a “It Gets Better” video. Blaine is popular for his covers. Kurt is out. Blaine is not. 8,500 words.
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“[Kurt sits in front of the camera, with a brick wall background. He takes a deep breath] I can’t believe how lucky I am right now. Growing up in a small town in Ohio, which was just so conservative and god even the parents of my bullies hated me and who I was, I never thought that it would get better. I always saw those Youtube videos about older people in the LGBTQIA community talking about the It Gets Better campaign and I just….never believed it, really. I had more bullies than friends in high school. Glee club was my only safe place and even then….performing didn’t end up being the escape I needed to get out of that town so I just - I took the chance and came out to New York City on my own with no plan. It’s been two weeks now and somehow - somehow I’m making it? [laughs] I got an internship at vogue dot com and it’s - it’s a whole new world for me and it’s amazing. My boss is probably the single most amazing person in the world and - now I can’t believe it but I’m making one of those videos I hated in high school because I thought it would never happen to me. [he reaches up and wipes away a few tears] Because I’m here in a city that accepts me for who I am and I’m actually thriving and I know I have so much more to do, but right now - I’m not in my little homophobic town anymore getting beat up by people who hate me just because I love who I love. Or well, hypothetically, because I still haven’t had a boyfriend but you know, New York City. It’s full of possibilities. [laughs] So to anyone like me who is watching this from Ohio or Kentucky or Texas or - or anywhere where you don’t feel safe being yourself….it can get better. It really, really can. [smiles]”
a boy sat near me in this cafe is tracking his eating and exercise on his phone and a girl just walked past and whispered to her friend quite loudly how he ‘is fucking massive, oh my god’. he heard and started getting really upset about it so i decidedly to sit next to him and offer some kind words because the last thing someone needs when in the process of losing weight is someone calling you disgusting. ive left now to go back to work but hopefully he feels somewhat better, i know me telling him to ignore them and keep going for it may not make a huge difference but i really hope it does
dís has joined the ‘get thorin on a date before he ends up alone and starts sulking’-conspiracy. bilbo is still amused, thorin is still pathetic, but at least he ended up with a phone number this time. now all he needs to do is muster up the courage to actually call.
“I feel like I’m living in paradise.” “What makes you feel like this?” “God.” “Are you always happy?” “Sometimes it’s difficult, but you have to talk to God every day. First you talk to him like you talk to a grandfather or a general in the army. When you gain more confidence, you can start talking to him like he’s your friend. You can say, ‘God, I need money for my family, and you know how to do everything. I will put some, and you will add the rest.” “Does it work?” “Yes. Sometimes you get more opportunities, and sometimes you even find money on the street.”
Work in progress photos of an upcoming armor set to be tossed onto my etsy shop. Still need to finish adding all the hardware and then leather straps and paint!
Photos courtesy of coelasquid who came over so we can get started on comic con plans. >:) 6 months in advance, we better get this stuff done haha I’m determined not to have a last-minute costume this year. (This armor has nothing to do with it.)
Dragonage fans, when I finish my Cole hat, I will be offering them as well. ;)