hahaha.. yeah

@lances-legs mentioned something about needing a Klance selfie? But it seems it didn’t go so well.

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cardcaptor sakura openings (requested by @tachibana–chan)

how to make milkbread for oikawa-san // by iwaizumi hajime

A follow-up to this comic. I really love going to the snacks aisle in japanese/korean supermarkets. All those huge boxes of sweets looming over me, ooooh. (i hope my handwriting is legible enough lol)

alright, so as many of you might know, the trump administration “asked” the previous surgeon general to resign. his name was dr. vivek murthy, he was an obama pick, and he was highly qualified, so of course he had to go. presumably, the trump administration will be working to replace him with someone who says abortion and vaccines cause cancer, but smoking does not ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ however, in the meantime, this is our acting surgeon general:

her name is dr. sylvia trent-adams, and she is highly fucking qualified. she is the first surgeon general that doesn’t have an md (i.e. is not a medical doctor) but she does have a phd in nursing and a masters degree in health policy. she was the deputy surgeon general before the trump admin booted murthy. she is absolutely the most logical choice to be the acting surgeon general, and she is probably a thousand times more qualified than whatever fuckup trump is going to appoint to the position. so there’s no problem here, right?

hahaha yeah right, guess again. and while some of the criticism seems to be rooted in??? a complete lack of awareness of what the surgeon general does??? (they primarily advise the executive branch and the public on public health issues). a lot of it just seems to be “a NURSE couldn’t POSSIBLY be as educated or informed about medical/scientific issues as a doctor is!!” which is…pretty fuckin ridiculous when you think about the fact that this is a woman who has a motherfuckin phd.

fun fact: the primary reason to get a phd in nursing is because you’re interested in a career in research and/or administration. it’s basically four years (after your four years you spent getting your bsn) of learning about health policy, public health, epidemiology, research, etc. and to suggest that a highly educated woman is the equivalent of an anti-vaxxer, or that she’s unqualified to, you know, sift through peer-reviewed articles in order to make conclusions about health policy, when she probably spent a good portion of her 8+ years of higher education doing just that, is absolutely fucking ridiculous.

people act like there’s no way a nurse could know as much / more than an md about anything remotely health related–even if it’s something that many mds aren’t even trained in, like health economics or wtfever–and it’s just one way that the knowledge and skills of nursing professionals are completely devalued in our society, because nursing is typically viewed as a “woman’s job.”

Waiting

Draco was tired of waiting.

He came to the conclusion that waiting was the biggest waste one could do with his life.

And he had wasted a lot of his life already. Waiting.

He had waited for his father to acknowledge him, to show him he was proud of his son.

He had waited for his mother to stand up to his father, whenever he had talked her down, whenever he had treated her like less than his wife.

He had waited for his friends to come to his rescue when he had needed them most, to save him from himself.

And he had waited for the stupid prat to notice him. Really notice him. To look beyond the petty insults and his sneering.

For years Draco had been waiting.

He had waited in vain. But not anymore.

Draco was sick of waiting.

What had he even waited for? For him to come to the right conclusion, when Draco hid his true intentions so well? For him to realise what was really going on?

He probably would have to wait forever.

No. He would have to take matters into his own hands. And whyever should he not?

Yes, it was time to act.

Draco focused on the mop of black hair across the Great Hall.

He was sick of waiting.

He got up, marched over to the Gryffindor table and grabbed Potter by his robes. Without waiting for his reaction, Draco started dragging him out of his seat.

There was a yelp and shouts of protest, but Draco didn’t care.

He was so sick of waiting.

“Malfoy, what are you doing?” Potter shouted, shoving at Draco’s hands.

Draco ignored him and dragged him out of the Great Hall.

He could hear Weasley and Granger shout something at him. He heard footsteps behind him, indicating that several people were following him. Potter was still trying to get out of his grip.

Draco had wanted to find a more secluded place to do what he wanted to do next, but when the shouts behind him only got louder, he turned around and glared at them.

“You want to watch? FINE! I don’t even care anymore!”

He tightened his grip on Potter’s robes as he pulled him towards him forcefully.

Because he was so tired of waiting.

His mouth crashed with Potter’s and suddenly everything went silent.

Draco had thought it would be rougher, that Potter would try to fight him more. Apparently he was just shocked. He stiffened as Draco moved his lips against the other boy’s. He buried his hands in his hair like he had dreamed of so many times.

He had waited for this so long. This was it.

Or was it?

Draco suddenly noticed Potter moving and braced himself to be pushed away at any second. Instead, tentative fingers curled around his hips to pull him closer.

Draco was sure there were gasps and murmuring, but he didn’t hear any of it.

His whole mind, his whole body was so consumed by Potter. Potter, who was kissing him back.

Yes. This was what he had been waiting for all this time.

If only he had stopped waiting sooner.

anonymous asked:

did u hear about the malec spoilers ppl saying there is a fight?? what do u think

I DID the info is a little all over the place and i got a glimpse of what ppl were talking about. TBH i am pretty intrigued because if it’s taking place how I think and if the context that was provided for the line is true, then I can really see Magnus telling Alec to get out over the incident with the Shadowhunters being killed and the Downworlders being so angry because Alec doesn’t get it why this is happening – this oppressive conflict that’s been going on for centuries.

This is what I really, really hope is going to be addressed in 2B and while I don’t…quite trust that they’ll do it or do it well, based on this tidbit it looks promising? But it’s impossible to tell from such little information. Anyway, my ideal scenario is for them to show that while Alec and Magnus are in fact in a very loving relationship, there’s still a world of racial politics that divides them and a lot that Alec doesn’t get (understandable, considering the society he was raised in, but equally understandable for Magnus to get upset about it and/or call Alec out on it).

As someone in an interracial relationship, we really do navigate these conversations and situations as part of it. So I think it would be really important to see it played out thoughtfully on screen and to show that if you’re in a loving relationship with someone – esp someone who holds privilege over you – you have every right to call them out on their privilege and be heard. And if your partner is respectful and caring and genuinely loves you, they’ll listen and learn better.

Pajamas

I don’t know why, but I keep picturing Draco in fluffy baby blue pajamas with cute little teddy bears on them, which Harry got him last Christmas. He wears them all the time and Harry loves the sight so much, he doesn’t really know what to do with himself? Like, Draco’s sitting on the couch, reading a book, sipping his tea, his bare feet peeking out from under the blanket, his hair all ruffled and a light stubble on his jaw. He just looks so handsome and he’s wearing these cute and ridiculous pajamas, not only because he knows it pleases Harry, but because he actually likes them himself? And Harry goes over to him, snuggles into his side and grins at him like a loon. And all Draco says is “Shut up, Potter” before grinning himself, draping an arm around Harry’s shoulders and planting a kiss on his forehead.