i am halfway on my list

ooc. okay guys?? i hate to ask for help but unfortunately this monday my life got SUPER fucked. my parents were unfortunately arrested. i have three younger siblings. a sister, who is seventeen. a brother, who turned fifteen this month, and the youngest of us who turned six this august. because i am eighteen i THANKFULLY have custody over them. this is a very temporary thing if i cannot get my siblings and myself out to california where it turns out we have family (  i have been lied to by BOTH my parents about our extended family situation for years  ). 

for now my god-brother is trying his best to help us. he also doesn’t have steady work. he’s trying but trying is not good enough in the current situation. i was up until this moment COMPLETELY focusing on school at the request of my parent’s, who just wanted me going to college. right now i genuinely don’t even know if i’ll be able to keep at that. especially if i can get us to California, as i currently live in florida. complete opposite sides of the COUNTRY. schooling will have to go on a pause no matter what i do. my future that i worked my ASS off to get to, has basically just gone down the drain. as of the moment all i can do is pray that i can keep my family together for as long as possible. 

right now the extended family has paid for a ticket so i can fly out to california and meet people. i want to know for sure what i am moving my family halfway across the country into. this is a list of the things i need to able to afford and QUICK.

  • a plane ticket BACK here to florida. after that money to fix up a van so that i can get me and my siblings back across the country but with what little possessions we can bring with us.
  • money to pay the bills. legally our landlord can’t kick us out because of the extenuating circumstances. he CAN evict us but that’s going to take awhile. in the meantime we still need to keep the power on, the wifi on, food in our mouths, the water running, insurance paid and the phone bill paid.
  • THE PHONE BILL IS CRUCIAL. this is the only way we can keep in contact with our mother, who has to make collect calls to us. we need to buy a phone for the fifteen year old so can also be open to getting calls form her at all times. also, with how many calls she and my father have to make to us the bill is REALLY STARTING TO STACK UP. it’s only been a few days, since this happened monday but i don’t have much money in my account to start with. we cannot keep this up for much longer at all.
  • we also need to get legal aid for ourselves as fast as possible. time is already starting to run out on us.

i have nowhere NEAR the amount of money i need for all of this. the thing is we need to get going and we need that to happen SOON. or else i risk losing my siblings forever. please, if you can donate anything to help keep my family together i would just?? be so appreciative. i can’t offer anything at the moment but gratitude and perhaps more details of my situation if you’d contact me privately.

paypal SUCKS and banned my account but please if you can!! suggest a site like paypal or donate to me using google wallet that would be great. for google wallet as long as you have a gmail, a card of some sort, and my email address you can donate ( my address is mindlessskyscraper@gmail.com ). it works JUST like paypal. EXCEPT THERE ARE NO FEES TO SEND OR RECEIVE MONEY!!! I WILL GET 100% OF THE MONEY YOU SEND IF YOU CHOOSE TO SEND SOME. if you can NOT donate i completely understand. times are rough for everyone. i simply ask if you could spread this around for me, so that i can get as much help as possible. 

love and thanks, blue

anonymous asked:

did you see what rick said about reyna???? i dont know how to feel anymore he said that making reyna lesbian would perpetuate harmful stereotypes that lesbians are only lesbians cause they cant get the men they want, i am very conflicted about this i wanted her to be queer really badly too

went looking for it after i saw this, but i gotta say it was hard to get through because it was such a pack of regurgitated bullshit that my brain kind of shut off halfway through the comment and i am mmmmm uh really about to lose it right here

  • first of all, rickald dear, the subtext is blatant and it’s all right there and i could give you an itemized list of reasons why i think reyna is a lesbian and they’d all be backed up by the text, so if you didn’t “intend” it or can’t “see” it then you better try harder!!!! because it’s there.
  • “she doesn’t need someone to complete her” is so TIRED lmao. i don’t need someone to complete me, either. i’m still a lesbian. percy and annabeth shouldn’t need each other to “complete” them. hazel and frank don’t need anyone to “complete” them, jason and piper shouldn’t either, or nico, or will, or motherfucking tyson or ella or grover or leo or calypso! if you are dating someone to complete yourself, your relationship is going to be codependent shit where you’ll be demanding unfair things from your partner that you should be able to get from yourself. you’ll be jealous, and controlling, and lose whatever identity you had to begin with. relationships are not meant to “complete” us, they are meant to complement us, to challenge us to grow in areas where we need growth while also giving us the support we need to help us get there.
  • “reyna is reyna’s better half” oh fuck you. like seriously, just fuck off. annabeth isn’t annabeth’s better half? piper isn’t piper’s better half? hazel isn’t hazel’s better half? i mean fucking hell if your logic is “i can’t pair her with anyone because it’s compromising her independence” THEN WHY THE FUCK ARE ANY OF YOUR CHARACTERS DATING ANYONE?! RELATIONSHIPS SHOULD NEVER MAKE YOU COMPROMISE WHO YOU ARE!
  • “lesbians are lesbians because they couldn’t find the right man” welllllllllllllll uuuuuuuuuuuh………………….yes, we are. like no lmao that didn’t make me a lesbian, but the absolute fucking reality is that lesbians actually literally cannot find the right man, because there isn’t one. the stereotype isn’t that we are lesbians because we couldn’t find the right man, because that’s true lmao, most of us have gone searching for the right man and finally reached the conclusion that men just don’t do it for us, and never will, and so our “mr. right” or prince charming or whatever the fuck doesn’t exist. the actual stereotype is that “lesbians just haven’t met the right guy yet” as in, this lesbian could still be attracted to you and she doesn’t really know who she is and you can just freely invalidate her sexuality because why not lesbianism isn’t real and you could be what she’s been waiting for.
  • like alskjdf;lak i understand that it’s misogynistic to define lesbians by their lack of attraction for men, but the reality is that we live in a world we’re we are coerced from practically birth to define our lives in terms of men and so if you are literally incapable of conforming to that thought process, if you literally come to the conclusion that you cannot define yourself in terms of men because you are a lesbian, yes, that really is an integral part of your lesbianism.
  • like, if you’re going to say that giving reyna a gf perpetuates stereotypes, then at least have some kind of understanding of what the fuck you’re talking about lmao.
  • not to mention how casually, how callously, he dismisses bisexuality as a possibility for reyna. “having a girl end up with women after dating men is a bad stereotype.” that’s what he said. that is what he fucking said. as if youuuuu know…..real bi girls don’t do this? as if real lesbians don’t do this. as if it’s a fucking bad and perpetuating stereotypes to write about a real experience that bi girls and lesbians have both lived through? this isn’t an anomaly, this is extremely common, our failed relationships with men are something we joke about, something so common that it’s rare to find a lesbian or a bi girl who has never had a fling with a man in any capacity.
  • fuck him.
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September 11, 2017 | 10:31 AM PT

2D design notes, a Harry Potter-themed spread for this month, and a sneak peek at the Hogwarts house-themed spreads all this month because September 1st is always Back to Hogwarts day in my mind.

I’m in my third week of school, and I’m loving my classes!  I’m taking Modern Dance (aka Contemporary), early British lit, 2D design, and Learning Strategies, which, weirdly, doesn’t start until halfway through the semester.  I got really lucky to have gotten all the classes I wanted, especially British lit, because my course registration this summer was so late and I was 5th on the waiting list (didn’t know this class was so popular, but I got bumped up to 3rd by the first day of class).

Hope everyone is having a great time back at school!  Or enjoying the last couple weeks of summer.

And now back to my first essay and art assignment…

Esther xx

Don’t you dare, for one minute,
believe that my kindness makes me
anything but insurmountable.
I did not unzip my chest to every kind of hurt,
and stagger back, wounded and alive,
just to hear you call me weak for trying.
I opened my door to Heartache–
I gave her the fucking key.
My softness for wayward strangers
has made me nothing less
than a halfway house for aching soles.
So when you open your mouth
and call me ‘baby’
understand that I am not your next victim
in a laundry list of broken girls.
You think I don’t know you? People like you?
People with mouths for hands.
I’ve got skin like topsoil
and your teeth could never take root.
So when you go looking to make a plaything
of a sunburst,
you better look for someone with less fire
than me.
Because softness or no,
I will eat you alive
before I let you make a meal of me.
—  Softness, by Ashe Vernon
MY KLANCE REC LIST!

Hello there! I have never read enough fics on one ship to actually write a rec list, BUT TODAY I CHANGE THAT! After reading 100s (and i really mean 100s) of klance fics, I have found my 5 favorites. I put them in order of the ratings I gave them. I don’t really think any of them have graphic smut either. i hope you enjoy them too! 

-You Don’t Own Me by TheUltimateMaddie

kind of fic: short story/multi chapter 

word count: 16,194

SUMMARY (given by the author): Keith is a top member of the most powerful gang in New York City. Lance is the beautiful Cuban lounge singer who catches his eye. But both have secrets and pasts that are better left unsaid. Will the two be able to find love in the middle of the Prohibition?

my opinions: I’ve been looking for a 1920’s au and this one didn’t disappoint. there aren’t many out there, and I liked that this was pre-written (bc its fucking awful when a fic drops off and iSN’T FINISHED). I just loved how the story makes you so attached to the love they have together? AGH! so amazing. The one thing I would critique is the inaccuracy of lgbtq rights in the 20’s. I highly doubt there were as much as there were in this fic (there was a complete non-chalant tone about it throughout the fic) but once again, it was written in a week. Another great thing about it was the fact and the fact that it was written in a week astounds me and I overall really enjoyed it!

best line: “And for a moment, Keith believed him. ”

~side•note~(FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK)

overall rating: 8/10

-Your Love Has Shown Me Proof by freshia

kind of fic: it’s two chapters and idk what you call that so

word count: 22,483

SUMMARY (given by the author): ““This situation is a bit more complicated than we initially realized.”Lance raises an eyebrow, but Pidge is the one to question that. “Define complicated.”Allura takes no more time beating around the bush, “Well, I received a transmission. Keith and Lance–from the future, that is–would like to have their daughter back.”

or: Lance and Keith deal with a walking spoiler, in the form of a little girl who just wants to get back to her own home.“

my opinions: HOLY FUCK OKAY I’M SORRY IF YOU’RE GETTING BORED OF ME RAVING ABOUT THESE FANFICTIONS BUT ITS CALLED A REC LIST FOR A R E A S O N. lmao anyways, I saw the summary for this one and i knew it would be amazing. I loved how there wasn’t even a lot of klance in it, but that it was about their kid. The only problem I had with it was that I got confused halfway thinking it was an mpreg fic?? i am not about that life lmao. but in the end it was that they adopted them (i think…) tbh it was so wholesome and beautiful and vnjrfegjsivfhjsijghueuri.

overall rating: 9/10

-Reset on the River by jeweniper

kind of fic: one shot

word count: 6,100

SUMMARY (given by the author): Lance has lived his whole life in this town, and accepts some circumstances as fact: History is told by word of mouth. He will never quite feel like he belongs. Their crops are dying, and no one can figure out why. Or maybe he can, assuming he convinces this ferryman to take him to the Land of the Dead.

my opinions: HOLY SHIT??? IT WAS??? AMAZING??? Okay, here’s the thing. I’m not the biggest fan of oneshots myself, because I can never feel how realistic it could be. Like you can’t fall in love so quickly, but maybe you can. idk it doesn’t seem realistic to me. HOWEVER, this fic was able to make a beautful story and setting in just over 6000 words. The only critique i have on it was the ending; it was a bit fast and a bit confusing. OTHER THAN THAT HOLY C R A P

best line: “'My sweet cherry, have the faith in you that I do. I mean, you even found your other stem.‘”

overall rating: 9.8/10

-nothing’s quite as sweet by dimpleforyourthoughts

kind of fic: It’s all in one chapter but its hella long and reads like a chapter fic?? so?? make what you want of that.

word count: 50,370

SUMMARY (given by the author): Keith is a barista who hates his job. Lance works at the cat shelter across the street.

my opinions: oh. my. god. words cannot describe how much I loved this fic. The idea of it was just so simple??? i personally don’t want to tell you about what I thought about it bc I would want you, the person reading this, to have their own experience. There was a whole lot of slowburn in it and it was just genius work.

best line: "It would be great to sink his teeth into an entire fucking pizza at this point, but all he has are the singular can of horseradish and singular can of black olives that sit in the otherwise empty fridge. He doesn’t even like olives, what the fuck.”

overall rating: 10/10

-Of Florists and Tennis Shoes by venpast

kind of fic: LONG-ASS SLOW BURN CHAPTER FIC

word count: 63,775

SUMMARY (given by the author): Lance wasn’t sure if he’d imagined the brief tremble at the corner of Keith’s lips or not, that slight stutter that promised a smile. But before he could guess further, Keith gave his knee a shove and got to his feet. He reached out to him, “I’m done here, and I’ve still got some daisies to sell you.”“Yeah,” Lance agreed, looking down at the extended palm, noting the little Saturn tattoo on the inside of Keith’s wrist where the sleeve hiked. He took the hand, “better not overprice those too, you asshole.”(in which lance is a broke university student trying to impress a pretty girl with flowers, but ends up falling for the florist that sells them instead.)

my opinions: This might have been one of the greatest fanfictions I have ever read. Just the way the author is able to pull out all of the powers of descriptoon. God, the way they describe some things in the fic are just so beautiful. The angst??? Oh my god??? You could literally ask any of my friends “what’s up with your friend and 'of florists and tennis shoes’?” and they will only say how much I screamed about it during lunch period and how it was the only thing I talked about for a week straight. Some of the themes in the story just really stuck to me? Wowow it was just so good.

best line: “But Lance was laughing, head tilted back against the bottom of the counter, with his shoulders rolling and his eyes shut, and his expressive eyebrows drawn in—looking at it, Keith just couldn’t find it in him to regret his decision. Lance, in the dim light of that single hung light bulb, looked happy…”

overall rating: 10/10

Artturi Lehkonen #1

Requested by Anon:  I was wondering if you could do an artturi lehkonen drabble that’s fluffy?? Have a good day😊

*Thank you so so much! I hope this is worth the VERY long wait. Enjoy!! :) and I hope you have a great day as well.*

Word count: 832

Originally posted by puckducky

The apartment was suspiciously quiet for a non-game night. Walking over to the kitchen, you noticed that there was something cooking in the crockpot and chilled champagne was inside a bucket full of ice. It’s not any of your birthdays, you just celebrated your anniversary, and the Habs still haven’t secured a playoff spot so… why is there champagne and pot roast in the kitchen?

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bibilittlebutterfly  asked:

8. things you said when you were crying + toshinko :D

8. things you said when you were crying for toshinko (oh man starting with the heartache right out of the gate huh)


Inko is pretty sure she’s not supposed to be hearing this. This is between her son and his mentor which makes it almost none of her business but they are at her kitchen table and the apartment is small. It’s almost harder to not hear them then it would be to listen in.

“I’m sorry, my boy. It’s my fault.”

“No!” Izuku rushes to assure his teacher, almost talking over All Might - no, just Yagi Toshinori - in his haste. “You couldn’t account for everything.”

“Please,” Yagi replies and something in his voice makes Inko’s heart feel heavy, “don’t try to shift the blame away. I know exactly where it lies.”

There is a moment of silence before Izuku speaks again. “No one blames you, All Might.”

Yagi sighs. “Regardless of the blame others do or do not put on me I’m afraid it is still my fault.”

Izuku makes a noise of frustration. “All Might.”

“Izuku, my boy,” Yagi says before Izuku can say anything else, “this is something you cannot save me from.”

There is an unhappy silence and then Izuku mumbles something under his breath that makes Yagi give a broken laugh. The sound makes something in Inko’s heart break and she wonders if she should step out into the living space and make her presence known. She doesn’t know what they’re talking about but the unhappiness in the air makes her want to do something to help, even if it can’t fix everything.

“My boy,” Yagi says, and he sounds tired, “could you find me some painkillers. I lost mine when-”

“Of course, All Might!” Izuku interrupts. “You should have said something before.”

Izuku scampers to the bathroom where they keep their medication and Inko supposes it’s now or never.

She breaks into the gloomy silence of her living space with slow, quiet steps. Yagi is sitting at her kitchen table in his diminished form in silence, his face turned downwards. Inko approaches hesitantly.

“Are you all right?”

Yagi looks up, his entire body going tense, and it’s only after he reveals his face that Inko can see that he’s crying.

“Midoriya-san, I’m sorry,” Yagi says, wiping at his eyes quickly, “I didn’t hear you come in.”

“It’s quite all right,” Inko says calmly and then she watches him for a moment to try and determine what the best way to help might be. He wipes at his eyes, obviously trying to stem the flow of tears, but they just keep coming.

“I don’t know what happened,” Inko continues when she hears Izuku knock something over in the bathroom. It won’t be long until he returns. “but I’m sure you did your best. I know it may seem like you could have done more but you don’t seem like the kind of person to do anything halfway. I think that’s what Izuku means when he says that no one blames you.”

A fresh wave of tears rolls down Yagi’s face. “I am twice blessed, I think, to know two Midoriyas.”

Inko smiles at him. “We do our best, All Might.”

If his laugh sounds more like a sob then no one outside Inko’s house has to know.


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I was about to start on my homework when I impulsively decided to watch the first episode of Brooklyn Nine-Nine because it’s been on my to-watch list forever and why the hell not, right? Fast-forward two days (mind, I work and attend school full-time) and I’m already halfway into season 2 and I can’t fucking stop. I am head over heels in love with this show! I love the characters so. goddamn. much. Like, each and every one of them holds a special place in my heart and I just want them to be so happy. 

                              half of 1k followers?? holy shit.

when i first made my original blog, it was back on july the 30th with the url inadspectusmeum, which i never changed. when i moved my blog to here, i adopted the url virvitae, and then helixpulsc, which is my current url. and even though i had to start over regarding followers, here i am, with my roleplaying as j/ack nearly reaching an entire year and the development of his character in that entire time. and over halfway to 1k?? that’s insane!

now i tend to get all mushy mushy with these, but i want to keep this one simple. there’s a lot of people i want to recognise, and many more i’d love to be friends with someday in the near future, and even more i want to roleplay with. so without further ado, let’s get on to the best part! the not so gigantic list. (how i made it smaller than usual? idk)

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“Fireproof” - Part 6

“Fireproof” - Part 6

( Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 )

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Eggsy Unwin x Reader

Word Count: 1,280

Key: Y/N = Your Name, Y/L/N = Your Last Name, H/C = Your Hair Color, E/C = Your Eye Color

Warnings: Injuries, Feels Galore

Summary: After a genetic mutation showed itself about 5 years ago, you became a Kingsman and worked alongside some of the best agents: Your father, Merlin, Roxy, and Eggsy. When you are assigned a mission with Eggsy, things flare up.

Originally posted by fourteenyearswithpain

Originally posted by chloebartrum


Author’s Note: This part was okay to write until halfway through, then it was a struggle for me. But I finally finished it and then had @the-witching-hours12-3 work her beta-reading magic and helped me figure out how to make this part good. <3

There will be a 2 part epilogue after this (because I can) and I am excited for those!

If you would like to be tagged in any of my future pieces, check out my tag list above and let me know! And as always, feedback is greatly appreciated!

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- DreaSaurusREX


The plane landed safely back at headquarters. You were relieved to be home, but using your mutation as much as you had and being as beaten as you were, you had little in the way of energy. Eggsy was under your right arm, letting you use him as a crutch. Merlin and Roxy were waiting on the ground to welcome you home and congratulate you on the mission.

There were only six steps from the plane to the ground. You made it down the first one but then had to stop; you felt another wave of lightheadedness start to wash over you. Eggsy felt you stop and switched from feeling grateful to be back, to being protective and ready to help. As soon as you began to reach for his arm, Eggsy was ready to catch you.

“Eggsy, I don’t think I can…” was all that you were able to get out before your legs gave out and the tunnel vision took over. Merlin and Roxy’s smiles fell as they saw you reach for Eggsy and collapse.

Shit! Alright, I got you, luv.” Eggsy easily caught you and carried you bridal style rushed to the infirmary with Merlin and Roxy not far behind.

~~~~~~~~

After you were taken back by a professional, Eggsy and Merlin discussed what happened during the mission. Merlin then sent Eggsy to go get cleaned up and have something to eat. While Eggsy took care of himself, Merlin stayed with you. The doctors moved you into a private room after they cleared you and Merlin sat by your bed.

It was about an hour later when Eggsy knocked on the door. Merlin got up from his chair near your bed and opened the door. Eggsy walked in and saw you hooked up to an IV, with a cannula in your nose, and a few monitors surrounding your bed. He took a deep breath in and shakily let it out, fearing that the doctors had found something worse or that using your powers to the extent that you had may have left internal damage. Merlin quietly shut the door and then put a hand on Eggsy’s shoulder.

“She’s going to be fine. She’s asleep; she’ll have to take it easy for a week or so. The IVs are to make sure she is hydrated and won’t accidentally set anything on fire. The cannula is to help her oxygen intake. Her mutation uses up a lot of her oxygen and then slowly eases up after she stops actively using it and then she can function normally; that’s why she fainted. But she’ll recover.” Merlin watched as Eggsy let out a sigh of relief. He then saw that Eggsy had a bag in his hand. From what he could tell, there were a few flowers, your favorite movie, and some snacks in the bag. Merlin smiled and patted Eggsy’s shoulder before moving in front of him.

“Thank you for being there for her. I know this isn’t the first time, nor will it be the last.”

“No it will not. I don’t plan on leavin’ her anytime soon.”

“I can tell how much you mean to each other. That being said I don’t think I need to warn you what will happen if you decide to mess with my daughter. Just keep in mind that while I know she can fry you like chips, I can also take you out and make sure your body is never found. Understood?” Eggsy eyes went wide as he absorbed Merlin’s threat, then he nodded in response.

“Good. She should wake up soon. Good job on the mission. Have a good night.” Merlin said as he exited the room.

Eggsy let out a breath that he didn’t know he was holding and started to quietly set up the things he brought. He wasn’t able to get much set up except the flowers, since everything else was a bit noisy, so he elected to just sit next to you and try to finally take a breather until you woke up.

He softly took your hand in his and raised it to his lips, pressing a kiss to your knuckles then he began to rub small, smooth circles across the back of your hand using his thumb. Even though his touch was featherlight, it was enough to cause you to stir. You slowly opened your eyes and see his heart stopping green ones. Giving his hand a light squeeze, you knew he was really there and that you were safe. Smiling, you spoke.

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So i have seen the live action movie recently for the first time, and here is an incomplete list of my favourite things about it that I feel could use more mention

- Phoenix’s first trial being located in what I am halfway convinced was the maintenance closet, bc Edgeworth’s is taking up the Fancy Courtroom

- t h e  c o n f e t t i

- the entirety of Larry’s novelty items stall

- Phoenix nervously wiping his palms like thrice before The Handshake

- the way the holographic display is. so. utterly. unnecessary and yet extremely necessary, seriously, hats off to whatever genius? madman? who came up with it

- Edgeworth doing the absurdly extra, smooth finger snap to control the display, while Phoenix just kinda… pounds on the table as hard as he can the first time and keeps on doing that, bc hey, it worked

s-is-for-stiles replied to your post “I never thought I’d find myself realizing that Agent McCall and Theo…”

Why didn’t Argent just yell “It’s a trap!” ? Another ep of Scott being stubborn and doing something stupid. I did like Liam and Theo’s scene, though.

Oh my god, all the adults pissed me off so much.

Quick Labor Day morning rant:

Look, I get that the teenagers are the supernatural heroes of the show, and they’re experienced with this, and they know what they’re doing, but good fuck, THEY ARE EIGHTEEN.

Melissa, she’s got good enthusiasm and support for Scott, unwavering belief in him doing the right thing, which is awesome! Parental support is important! But why the everloving fuck would she turn down help from an experienced FBI agent who only wants to help her son survive this??

McCall: “Hey, I’ve got some information about this crazy nutjob bunker and Scott should hear it before he goes barging in, since not only have I been inside, but I’ve talked to Gerard and have a hell of a lot of law enforcement experience. Can I call him and give him a heads up?”

Melissa [sassily]: “You’ve known about the supernatural for all of five minutes, he’s got it handled.”

THIS ISN’T AN EXORCISM, THIS IS FUCKING RECON, OR WHATEVER THE FUCK THEY WERE DOING IN THERE. LET THE FBI AGENT HELP.

And fucking Chris!! He sat in a room with a banshee for like half an hour, hoping Scott and Malia don’t somehow trip the sensors they don’t know are even fucking there, when apparently he knew a banshee scream-blast would take down the door the entire time! They could’ve jogged down the hall, screamed down the door, and gotten them out of there long before all that fire suppression, motion sensor, suffocation bullshit. (Also, where have I seen this set-up before? Oh right, Sterek fics.)

But HOLY FUCK, CHRIS, GET IT TOGETHER.

And as @neil-nothing-josten said, WHERE THE FUCK IS THE SHERIFF? Not only is a private militia cornering kids in an abandoned zoo, but Agent McCall knew that the entire town was armed and coming for everyone in the McCall house. Maaaaybe pick up the Sheriff along the way? The other guy with years of law enforcement and military experience?? PARRISH?? CALL IN SOME OUTSIDE HELP??

You know what, even McCall is halfway on my shit list for that move alone. Theo has suddenly become my uncontested favorite. 

This is a place I never thought I’d find myself, but here I am.

(Also, Gerard: you’re not arming an army when you’re handing out firearms to a bunch of terrified chucklefucks who have never used them, you’re looking at a lot of idiotic self-inflicted wounds from fucks who haven’t been trained in basic firearm safety. I’d be amazed if they managed to hit anyone but each other.)

(Though I did love his little threat to the shitshow of a guidance counselor when she wouldn’t shut up.)

(Seriously, what the fuck, she told a kid to strangle his classmate with his bare hands, this show is not good enough to handle this level of fucked up.)

Getting back on track: day 5/?

Spent a fair bit of the day doing family things since it was mother’s day and my grandparents had come down from Mt. Gambier. So I didn’t really get started until the late evening but I was reasonably productive when I did.

What I achieved:

  • Finish french assignment
  • Chem practical preparation
  • Bio practical preparation
  • Finish chem lecture
  • Watch bio lecture
  • Check in with science of fiction group
  • Plan for next week (didn’t do this but am halfway through planning my study timetable for the next three months so…)
  • Study for french vocab test (this wasn’t on my plan but I did it anyway)

What I want to achieve tomorrow:

  • Finish planning exam study
  • The rest of the to-do list is kinda based on that plan so TBD
  • FINISH WATCHING THIS GODDAM CHEM LECTURE LIKE OMG IT’S BEEN AGES
David @ the Imperial Oct 2017

This is the second time today that I am writing this review. After spending a precious hour writing it up, I was on the last sentence when I accidentally hit a wrong key and the page closed. Now I have to try and recreate what I wrote. To say that I want to cry is putting it mildly.  After I wrote it a second time (this time in Notepad), I started copying the text over and adding pictures. I was halfway through when Firefox froze. Sigh. Here we go again.

When I found out that David was going to perform in Vancouver, I decided to book a two-week trip for my annual vacation. I live in Montreal and I have never visited Canada’s west coast, which is practically sacrilege.;) It was on my must-visit list for quite some time. I am so pleased that I finally got to go. This review will cover more than just David’s show because for me it was also about meeting the people who this amazing man has brought into my life.

Three days before the show, I met Mary for the first time. Some of you may know her - @super-infinite-possibilities. We have been communicating via Tumblr since last fall. She is a recent Canadian transplant via Ireland. There is always some trepidation when meeting someone in “real life.” I have been through this many times since 2005 and sometimes you just don’t click outside the computer. I was hoping that our online chemistry would translate in the outside world and I’m happy to report that it did. :)  She is a total sweetheart and someone I am proud to call a friend. We sat in a coffee shop and chatted nonstop for a couple of hours. Here we are at the concert. 


The day before the concert

Mary and I met some fellow fans for dinner. Pam @pjstafford from Albuquerque had driven in with her friend Cathy @xfilesobsession  from Seattle and Mary’s friend Angie @angiep2504 who had flown in from Belgium. It was fantastic to talk and laugh with fellow David fans about this incredible man, the X-Files, and whatever else popped into our heads. They are all super ladies! The dinner happened to be on Mulder’s birthday, too. Pictures here: http://greeneyes0526.tumblr.com/post/166402581882/celebrating-mulders-birthday

Concert Day

M&G ticket holders were told to arrive at the venue for 6:30. I knew that fans would start lining up early. I wanted a front row spot, but my feet were tired from a week of nonstop sightseeing so I only arrived at the venue at 5:15. I was pleasantly surprised to find a small amount fans lined up. I did end up in the front row, which came at an intermittent cost. Because the concert was being filmed for a documentary, there were two guys filming/taking pictures and one of them always seemed to move right in front of my camera when I wanted to record my favourite songs. When I wasn’t filming, they were no where near me. I got annoyed during Heroes because I wanted to film the entire thing. In the grand scheme of things, this was not a big deal. David was on stage so IT WAS ALL GOOD!

Meet & Greet 

When David came out for the M&G, he looked SO GOOD! Good enough to eat. He laughed at something and his entire face lit up. I can’t even describe how this made me feel. I said to Pam and Cathy that he looked like he did 20-25 years ago. Laughter took years off his face. I wish someone had captured that moment. It was totally precious. At this point my stomach, or a point farther south of my stomach, was all a-tingle. ;) I’m sure most of you already know how the M&Gs went. He said hi, shook my hand (wow, soft!), asked me my name - I said Maria from Montreal and he said, interesting name. LOL. I’m a dork. Then we took the picture ((HUG)). I asked him where Brick was, and how Brick was the real VIP and should be the one taking pictures with the fans (of course I was kidding) and David chuckled. :) He said that Brick was asking for too much money and he couldn’t afford to pay him what he was asking. He told me to enjoy the show. I wished him a great show and he thanked me. Yes, it was brief, but for me it was magical. Look at his smile. I am framing this one.


Meeting the band

I was on a mission to meet his band. I didn’t have to wait too long because after sound check, Colin and Pat wandered onto the floor. They are both super nice. Pat is the happiest guy with a megawatt smile! He told Mary and I that he has a project in the works so keep your eyes and ears peeled. He is very talented. They all are!

Angie, me, and Mary with Colin.

The Concert

I’ve read reviews from other fans who commented that they were underwhelmed by the experience. Everyone is entitled to feel how they feel. My feelings are the total opposite. Acoustic sets are meant to be stripped down, relaxed, reflective and emotive. It would not be a high-energy show like he did in New York City. David delivered the kind of performance that I was expecting and I thoroughly enjoyed it. He did half of HOH and half of ETT, plus three covers. He ended the night with a 4-song encore that included his fabulous rendition of Bowie’s Heroes, over which I am still salivating.

I read that nasty review (I don’t have the link, I read it on my laptop which I don’t use when I am home) and was stunned that the critic said that David was intoxicated. It never crossed my mind that David was intoxicated nor do I believe that he was. Did he have a drink or more? Of course he did. It wasn’t the first time and it won’t be the last. But he was in no way drunk. After reading the entire review, it seems to me that Mr. Critic is a David hater because he basically ripped him to shreds. Whatever dude. Those who can’t are jealous.

My feet were killing me, but I would’ve happily stood there for another two hours listening to him. I love the way he emotes when he sings. He puts his whole heart into it.  Yes, as others have said, he didn’t interact with the audience the way he normally does, but again, documentary. It didn’t bother me. I was thrilled to be there and we made eye contact once and my legs almost gave out on me.  I enjoyed his commentary, which he delivered with his typical dry wit. I’ve been asked by several fans if I think he was serious when he made the, “Those who call my dancing dad dancing, stop it. I don’t like that shit,” comment. I think he was. Others might disagree. The comment did make me laugh because he had a pout on when he said it. I don’t even know what dad dancing is. I never heard the term until I started seeing it on Tumblr. To me his dancing shifts from cute to hot, depending on how he’s moving. I don’t see a dad. I see a hot 57 year old man. ;) Another comment I liked was when he came out wearing a Vancouver tee and said, “I’m such a kiss ass.”  Hehehe. There were other cute/funny comments, but I’m so tired of rewriting this that I cannot remember them at the moment.

After the Concert

Before we left, I spotted Mitch. I’ve always thought that he’s cute. Not only cute, but tall and a great smile. Mission accomplished.


The Day After

Sunday morning I met up with Pam and Cathy before they headed back to Seattle. We all had the post-concert blues. We wanted to go see the A-maze-ing Laughter Statues. I don’t consider myself a Phile so it didn’t cross my mind to visit locations where past episodes were shot, but I did want to see the statues, not so much because X-Files shot there, but because they were a sight. However I have to admit that it was pretty cool to be at a location where a delicious looking David recently shot an episode.

Afterwards, we walked across the street to the beach where we ran into Mulder & Scully having one of their famous conversations on a log.  After they left, Pam and I took a picture on the log. With her red hair and my long black raincoat, I dubbed us Mulder & Scully. Hehehe.

I want to end this long ass review by saying that I had a BLAST with Mary, Pam, Cathy, Angie and of course, David. It was also wonderful to see fans that I met at the New York concert, like Laurice, Walt, Timea and other fans I had never met before like Karen and Donna. There were fans from so many countries in Vancouver. David really does bring people together. :)

On a personal note, 2017 has been a crappy year for me so I needed this non crappiness in my life. The most recent crappy thing to happen was my cat passing away. She had been with me for 20 years and she passed exactly a week before I left for Vancouver. The trip really helped keep me mind off her.

David, thank you for the memories and friends. Looking forward to the next time. Mary, thanks for everything!

I will post more pictures and videos soon.

halfway through a Wynonna Earp rewatch

and here’s a list of things i’m thinking, in no particular order:

  • i tried to be more forgiving of champ’s character this time. i really did.
  • i might be in the minority here but i sincerely hope that when season two begins, goo!waverly torches all of her high-waisted jeans. for real. i’m having childhood flashbacks and not the good kind.
  • also hey just kidding champ is still a douchecanoe. and the longer i watch him the more he reminds me of my first girlfriend. so there’s that.
  • i am somehow even saltier about the blacksmith’s fate this time around. WE WERE ROBBED.
  • these landscape shots are GORGEOUS. but god it looks cold.
  • salty about fish’s all too brief story, too. like…shit that could have been an awesome arc, y’all.
  • melanie scrofano has the power to make any scene 100x better by inserting a random hand gesture or an eye roll. and you know what? she never lets us down.
  • watching the slow thaw of deputy marshall dolls is a total pleasure.
  • and nicole walking into the bar acting casual while already having her business card in her front pocket, a little creased but ready to go says VOLUMES about her without ever saying anything.

anonymous asked:

who are your best friends?

I have a lot of people I consider best friends. I have a lot of people in my life that I care about and they all play different roles in my life.

To explain my best friends, I’ll give you this. When I’m rowing, my legs and arms begin to cramp and hurt about halfway through a race. When that happens, I have a list of names that I recite in my head, one for every stroke of the oar. I take a stroke for that person and I try to make it a good, clean, powerful stroke no matter how tired I am, because those friends mean the world to me, and maybe, if I pull my oar hard enough, I can show them how much I love and appreciate them:

@spookyjimrippedmas
@disnchnted
@spookyjim-joshua
@giveemhelkid
@angellfallendown
@dork-with-a-uke
@twentyonequasars
@johtopride
@your-daughters-shall-prophesy

I take a stroke for all these people, and a few more who don’t have tumblrs. They keep me going when I want to quit. They’re my best friends.

anonymous asked:

Do you have any recs for stuff with good representation of transfeminine characters? I'm not picky about which fandom as long as the fic's good.

honestly, i’m not involved in many fandoms overall, but if you’re not familiar with the penumbra pod, which was one of the fandoms i focused on in that post yesterday, it’s got a transfeminine lead character and i’d say 95% of the fan content represents him well! my criticism targeted about 2-3 specific fics because every couple of months someone pulls the erasure shit and the rest of us have to start circulating “don’t be a dumbass” posts. it’s a pretty rare trend right now, though

as for specific recs i think it’s pretty hands-down that @junosteeled  writes the objectively best fics (she’s misandrywitch on ao3)

ta.z also has some canonically transfeminine characters (taako, and his twin sister lup, who’s canonically a trans woman) but really the way the fandom deals with them has historically been pretty sketchy, like i mentioned. there’s good fic out there, i think? but i haven’t done the legwork to bring you an actual rec list there, either, because the rest of it can be hard to stomach

i think one place you could find great canon transfeminine rep is webcomics, but the fandoms aren’t likely to have much fic, y’know? i’m about halfway through a great comic called shaderunners that features a bigender character named ivo keys. i think s/he’s dmab? it may not have come up

uh,,,, idk if any of my followers here are involved in more fandoms than i am, and if any of those are worth your time, too? i wish i could give you a more definitive answer 

anonymous asked:

Re: fake bisexuals: As a hetero cis male, women who list "am bi" on OKCupid and then write "I refuse to actually date any men" halfway through their profile are wasting my scarce time and attention.

…okay, but if they like to have sex with men, it makes sense both to identify as bi and to have an OKCupid profile that is visible for men, and saying that everyone on a dating site who is not looking for the same thing as you is wasting your time and attention seems, I don’t know, a little self-centered? 

Also, if people have profiles that are visible to men seeking women but they are not actually at all interested in men in any capacity, I can see how this would be frustrating, but I do not think this problem is solved at all ever by telling people who aren’t sure if they are bi that they are Fake Bi, and that doesn’t seem like remotely the solution anyone would come up with if I were trying to solve the problem of dating sites wasting peoples’ time.