have high hopes for you

Reminder: your ask box is not google

Hi team, over the coming couple of years I’m predicting that we’re going to see qn upswing in malicious online trolling from racists, xenophobes, misogynists and assorted creeps, and the prime tactic they are going to resort to is exhausting us.

They know we don’t have infinite energy and they know that we believe in explaining ourselves to a fault. They will ask dumb questions, they will try to trick you into educating them again and again and they will not listen because that is not the game they are playing.

Some tips for the upcoming bullshit we’re going to have to deal with:

1. Do not feed them - their goal is to exhaust you and make you repeat yourself, do not reply to their messages, do not publish their asks, if you are even a little suspicious delete their message immediately.

2. Google exists - if a person really wants to be educated on a topic they can do so themselves. Even if a person is genuinely curious they should not ask you to perform the labour they will not and make it easy for them.

3. Educate for yourself - if you want to make a post or write an article about a topic, do so, but never do so in response to a troll, this just gives them more openings to question you and others in the future. When you shout from your rooftop the word will get out, but if you answer questions at your door the only people listening will be the door-to-door misogyny salesman.

4. Education is a job - and if someone wants you to educate them on trans issues 101 they should be prepared to pay you for the privilege. You are not their textbook.

5. The third law of robotics comes first - protect yourself above all else. You have limited time and you have limited energy. Even the most good hearted person in the world with the most genuine curiousity does not have a right to that time or that energy. Protect yourself before you serve your community.

6. Work smarter, not harder - ask yourself before each post whether this will do what you want it to. You cannot educate everyone on everything so be conscious of your audience and be conscious of your message. Stay on topic, keep it short and keep it sweet.


I believe in all of you, the next few years are going to be tough and we are going to give them hell. Save your strength, fight when it counts and we are going to kick these nazi homophobe chauvanistic nightmares right in their goddamn teeth.

High School Headcanons

-Some Omegas acting really dumb to the point of being obnoxious because they think Alphas will be drawn to their apparent lack of general knowledge and self sufficiency and therefore feel the need to take care of them

-Alphas acting like it’s so cool to date a bunch of different Omegas and Betas but never actually be serious about anyone or anything

-Around the age of sixteen is when Omegas begin being pressured by their families to start trying to find a mate, which is difficult to do when hardly any Alphas in high school are mature enough to be worth trying to get as a mate

-Omegas start missing school for heats and Alphas for ruts but there are always catch-up classes on the weekends so no one falls behind if they miss a week of class

-Alphas and Omegas having different required classes in order to graduate. Alphas having physical training and more career oriented classes while Omegas have cooking, home economics, and depending on the school, self defense

-Betas having the choice to do either the Alpha required classes, Omega required classes, or a mix of both

-Its rare but not unheard of for an Omega and an Alpha to become mates in high school, though often one of the two sets of parents will be upset because of their young age and the Alpha’s inability to properly provide for a mate

-An Omega getting pregnant in high school and their Alpha being super attentive and protective despite the fact that they are both totally freaking out because they can barely care for themselves let alone a baby. The other Omegas at school always watching out for the pregnant Omega and doting on them whenever the Alpha isn’t around because the sight of the distressed Omega sets off their motherly instincts like crazy

-A ridiculously strict dress code being enforced for Omegas, to help maintain “minimal distractions for the Alphas” and the Omegas always complaining and trying to find small ways to rebel against the rules

-High school stereotypes like jock Alphas, emo Betas, nerdy Omegas and the band/theater/art kids being an odd mix of everybody

The Mystery of Suga’s 3rd Muster Acrylic Stand

Yoongi hadn’t seen the standee he’d liberated from the BigHit offices since he’d given it to Jin at that crazy gift exchange / Christmas party a few weeks ago.  He hadn’t seen it and - well - it bugged the fuck out of him.  He’d at least expected Jin to make a big show about standing it up in some agonizing part of the dorm.  YOongi hoped it wouldn’t be in the bathroom at the bottom of the toilet bowl to encourage the Kids to aim better - but thought that a distinct possibility.  

However even that would be preferable to - well - nothing.  And there was no sign of his little gift - not even in Jin’s trash.  Not that Yoongi had looked….hard…

It finally bugged him so much he had even asked Jin, who had smiled his little mysterious smile in Yoongi’s direction and had refused to answer his question. Just shrugged those beautiful shoulders of his and told Yoongi to “not worry about it.”  

So Yoongi tried, and tried again.  And then tried harder.  He would almost succeed in forgetting about the fact that his gift to Jin had gone missing, hadn’t been put up on display, had been apparently forgotten and cast aside by everybody but him - INCLUDING by the person who got the gift, his very own Forever Roommate Jin who he thought would care enough for his face to at least want to see him when he had to pee.  

He would almost forget and then Jimin would come strutting out of the bathroom wearing the underwear Hope had given him, or Namjoon would buy another pack of wet wipes (having gone through the original pack given to him by Jin almost right away and getting addicted instantly), and it would all come back  - HIS gift had apparently been thrown away.  

And ok, maybe it hurt more than he wanted to admit.   So he pouted.  

He was pouting a few days later, when Jin called him from the house one night around dinner time.  He asked Yoongi to stop by his office in the BigHit building on the way home from work to pick up a script he needed for one of his classes.  Yoongi didn’t grumble about doing something for his ungrateful roommate any more than usual, ok not much more than usual - but all of his grumbles stopped when he opened Jin’s closed office door and turned on the light.  

There, in the place of honor right to the right of Jin’s pink keyboard, was Yoongi’s acrylic stand, literally inches away from the script he was supposed to find and bring home.  There was no way he could miss seeing it.  And in that second, Yoongi knew that Jin had known he was upset, and this was how he was gently making it better.  Yoongi was thankful it was after hours because he couldn’t wipe the big dopey grin off of his face.  Here he was thinking that Jin had thrown his gift away, when in fact - he had done just the opposite, done more than Yoongi had ever imagined.  

He got home as quickly as he could, jumping in a car and all but running into the dorms.  Dinner smells were beginning to leak through the apartment, and Jin was muttering at the stove, apparently giving a pep talk to the meal they were about to eat.  Yoongi didn’t say a word and just swooped in for a back hug, firmly wrapped his arms around Jin’s waist - burying his nose in the t-shirt Jin was wearing that smelled like cooking and their room and HOME.   

“Hmmmmm,” Jin said, “Min Yoongi I presume…:

Yoongi didn’t answer.  

What’s going on, everything ok, did you find the script??”   

Instead of crying to Jin about how much it really did mean to him to see his little standee on Jin’s desk, instead of causing a scene by declaring his eternal love for his forever roommate right at dinner time, Yoongi just hugs Jin a little tighter (so tight he squeaks) and tucks his smile closer into Jin’s back while he whispers “Everything’s great Jinnie, I found the script no problem. I’m just really glad to be home.”   

Just Little FR Name Things
  • A non gen-one named XYY by someone who almost but not quite grasps the concept of what makes dragons valuable and how people search for them
  • A non gen-one named firstgenone by someone who either almost but not quite grasps the concept of gen ones or is just a fucking scammer
  • That one dragon priced for hundreds of millions of treasure proudly proclaiming that the lister’s favorite ship is canon
  • Pretty, perfectly normal dragon you have high lore hopes for, parent named DumpsterFire.
  • Clicked randomize, approved without reading, congratulations on your new Beefstrong
  • Weird randomizer name or a freeform shitpost? I can’t tell with the kids these days anymore. 
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sum: you know i talk too much, honey, come put your lips on mine and shut me up
a/n: for @rachelisanerd, as part of the @yjficexchange

“I am so not going on a date with you.”

And she’s not, no matter how long he stands on her porch in that ridiculously lazy but somehow adorable get-up; Artemis never knew she would be so winded by a boy clothed in standard beach garb, but alas, her boyfriend is one of this world’s newest wonders. Wally tilts his head and stares back at her with a defiant and lopsided grin, and her cheeks flush the slightest of fractions.

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Okay But Really...

I think the tone of voice he uses and the way Kyung Soo laughs around Jong In in the behind the scenes Kolon Sport photoshoot video I posted is really so pure and beautiful. The way they are completely different with each other in the way they talk and just how they seem so laid back without millions of eyes on them is so completely adorable. And if you watch it and still tell me there isn’t a deep love between these two then you’re blind.

In other words you’re fucking ignorant.


Tamaki Suoh + Pink!
↳ Happy Birthday @soulcoda (‘∀’●)♥

Guys, it’s crazy, but I just posted the last chapter of “Twelve”, the last one-shot of the Junkheads AU before the big college fic!

The chapter draws a quick picture of some moments from the last three months of Jamie and Mako’s senior year in high school.

Tags: Alternate Universe - High School, Fluff, Attempt at Humor, roadrat, Nipple Play, Nipple Piercings, Teen Romance, Horny Teenagers, Light Angst, Mentions of Cancer, Slice of Life.

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Pairing: ReaderXDerek

Request: Hey chickadee!! I was wondering if I could get a Morgan x reader imagine?? Where it’s been a really tough case and the reader decides to take a nap and when she awakes she pretends she’s still asleep and everyone is giving Derek advice on how to ask you out and how it’s so obvious he likes you and he’s blushing and everything and then when your eyes are still closed you say “For gods sakes Derek pick me up at 8!” Or something and then fluff? And Garcia wants you two together?

DISCLAIMER: I used to write on a shared multi-fandom imagines blog and I wrote several Criminal Minds imagines that I wanted to bring onto my own Criminal Minds blog. This imagine is my own and it was written by me even though it was first posted to a different blog. I hope you enjoy :)

“Statistically you have a very high chance in her saying yes.” you heard Reid’s voice speak as your brain slowly awoke from your nap, your eyes still shut and your body still unmoved since you first laid down an hour ago.

You and everyone else were at a dead end, the case of the two women murdered and one missing was going cold and the clock was running out of time, so you had taken a nap in hopes of having a fresh perspective when you awoke. However rather than a fresh perspective now you had curiousity running through your mind. The only four in the room were you, Penelope, Spencer, and Derek who had all been camped out there for the past two days. You knew Reid was most likely talking to Derek but about what you weren’t sure.

“Yeah, and what makes my chances so statistically high boy genius?” Derek’s deep voice asked.

“She’s dated men who are very similar to you personality and looks wise in the past and you appeal to her much more than anyone else in the office.” Reid explained. You suddenly knew what they were talking about. They were talking about you.

“Also it’s so obvious you like her and she flirts back.” you heard Penelope chime in. “And I really want you two to become a thing because you would make beautiful angelic faced children and since she’s my roommate I would be able to hear about everything and then proceed to live vicariously through her with every juicy detail.” she spoke in a long and strung out sentence, almost gasping for air afterwards. There was only silence which meant that Derek and Reid were giving Penelope one of their classic ‘what?’ looks. “What? Can’t blame a girl for wanting to know everything about a relationship.”

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“I haven’t even asked her out yet, there is no relationship.” Derek defended in hopes of calming Penelope’s vast imagination.

“Then ask her out and make it a relationship.” Penelope said eagerly.

“It’s strange, for such a masculine person why do you fear asking out (Y/N) so much?” Reid asked, now his own gears spinning as he thought of what a relationship between you and Derek would be like.

“Because, (Y/N) is a beautiful, intelligent, sweet, and amazing person. If I mess up with her I lose her and losing her would be so much worse than staying friends forever with her.” Derek sighed, his voice low. You couldn’t hear everything anymore. You sat up and rubbed your eyes as if you had just awoken before stretching out your legs and standing up.

“How was your nap sleeping beauty?” Penelope asked, forcing her eyes off of Derek who was looking down at a pile of papers, slightly embarrassed by his sensitive side coming out and showing to Penelope and Reid.

“Good.” you smiled before walking over to Derek. You put your hand on his shoulder and leaned in, giving him a soft kiss on the cheek. “Pick me up at 8.” you whispered in his ear before turning around and walking over to your paper covered desk. You ignored Penelope and Reid looking at you, Reid with his mouth dropped open and Penelope with a large smile on her face.