i didn't know what to do for the last one ;A;

Team Bonding

-The Paladins find themselves in a planet that resembles earth
- It’s winter so they go to the closest spot where it hasn’t snowed
-Lance keeps bitching that his Hispanic ass wasn’t made for these conditions which prompts Keith to state that if anyone should complain it’s him who spent time living in A LITERAL DESERT LANCE
-Meanwhile Allura starts asking what snow is because????
- So Pidge and Hunk go on to explain snow
-Pidge being very technical while Hunk states “its beautiful, white, and cold” and then keeps interrupting Pidge (he doesn’t mean to be rude but Pidge is just being oh so technical) and brings up snow angels, snowmen, SNOW BALL FIGHTS, etc.
-So now Allura’s like I need to see this snow you speak of to determine if it’s a threat or not
-Shiro smiles and complies by telling the others to be prepared to travel again
-After every paladin tells their stories with snow(yes even Keith and Lance, especially the big snowball fight, the one where Keith knew who Lance was for .2 seconds and then forgot again) they decide to camp for the night
-Because of how distant the castle is Allura gets to sleep in one of the lions and Shiro tells the others that wherever she decides is hers, you evacuate and give her the space she deserves with a look
-For some reason she’s been bonding with red lately, forcing Keith to sleep somewhere else
-He automatically disqualified Pidge because they aren’t that close, Hunk is out because he would probably force Keith to take the cot and then proceed to sleep on the floor, and Shiro is just a big giant nope, the man either goes to sleep at 9pm sharp or doesn’t sleep at all
-So that only leaves Lance, who sure, will give him grief but in the end won’t really mind
-Once he reaches Lance, he finds him trying to hide his tears and sniffles
-After some time of awkward comforting Lance tells him how the last time he saw snow it was with his family and he’s just homesick
-Keith then proceeds to tell Lance that it’s okay, that if it weren’t because he’s an orphan he would also be homesick… it takes him a while to realize how that came across, and then starts trying to backtrack and just becomes a stuttering mess, all red in the face
-Lance the starts to laugh which stops Keith in his tracks
-Lance goes on to explain that he can count in one hand the amount of times Keith has lost his cool
-They fall asleep cuddling with identical goofy smiles on their faces
-They both wake up with a start when they hear a roar and when they finally scramble outside they find that it had snowed during the night
-Pidge screamed (read as squealed) that there had to be at least 8 inches of snow
-When Allura came out she squealed in delight and proceeded to run out into the snow only to yelp and run back to the lion
-She had made the mistake of going into the snow without shoes
-After everyone woke up and put on the proper clothes they began to play in the snow
-It then escalated to a huge snow ball fight that included captains, strategies, and bases
-By the end of the fight (which Allura was wining tbh) they found that no one knew where Keith and Lance were, only to later find them kissing under blue
-And that is the story of the first Snow day they had as a team

  • Levi: Who broke it? I’m not mad, I just want to know.
  • Eren: I did. I broke it.
  • Levi: No. No, you didn’t. Sasha?
  • Sasha: Don’t look at me, look at Connie.
  • Connie: What?! I didn’t break it!
  • Sasha: Huh, that’s weird. How’d you even know it was broken?
  • Connie: Because it’s sitting right in front of us and it’s broken!
  • Sasha: Suspicious.
  • Connie: No, it’s not!
  • Armin: If it matters, probably not but… Jean was the last one to use it.
  • Jean: Liar! I don’t even drink that crap!
  • Armin: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?
  • Jean: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Armin!
  • Eren: Let’s not fight, I broke it. Let me pay for it, Captain.
  • Levi: No. Who broke it?
  • Historia: Captain, Mikasa’s been awfully quiet…
  • Mikasa: Really?!
  • Historia: Yeah, really!
  • (yelling ensues)
  • ...
  • Levi: I broke it. It burned my hand so I punched it. I predict ten minutes from now they’ll be at each other’s throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick. Good. Its was getting a little chummy around here.

It’s that time of the year! 

We all know f/f doesn’t get enough love. Whether it’s because of a lack of canon content, or fandom’s interests lying elsewhere, it usually gets the short end of the stick. Thankfully, February is here to rectify that - and hopefully, one day, we won’t even need the reminder!

So what is Femslash February? It started as open challenge calling on all members of fandom to create at least two fanworks of any sort (fanfic, fanart, fan vids, graphics, fanmixes, etc.) featuring a f/f ship in the month of February. I don’t know if people still follow that rule today, but to me, Femslash February is THE month to celebrate your love for the ladies. And ladies loving ladies. Not that you can’t do that every day of the year, but if you needed a good reason, here’s one!

Since the Dragon Age franchise has, let’s be honest, a whole bunch of badass ladies, and since this blog, and yours truly, have dedicated  themselves to the task of reblogging them all in all their glory, I’m hoping you guys will fill up their tags with new posts, so that I can queue a LOT of content, and provide you with even more lady love! 

Now go forth, and spread the love  (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・☆ ✧.

161108 RM’s Last Broadcast FC Post // Trans

Last Broadcast Rain.

Bangtan had their last broadcast. We had the last broadcast, and it’s raining.
It’s almost feels like the rain was waiting to come down.

Since I learned a bit of what loneliness is, or whenever it was I don’t really remember but, I’ve ended up really liking the rain. Even though no one would know, I would often do things like go around by myself chasing the rain without an umbrella. (Honestly, I still do sometimes.)

Rain is very similar to music. Depending on the background, the situation the expression changes and the nuance can be different. Sometimes you definitely feel the perfect sadness and sometimes it’s a complete opposite, and other times it’s purifying, rest, a bitter smile, and other such things.. But my likeness for the smell of rain is never changing. Maybe it’s because the dust is being cleaned down.

In the last few years, I’ve always wanted to write a song relating to rain (we do have ‘Rain’..but a version is that completely my own). Although I haven’t really thought it through, of the songs I like, a lot of them are about rain. Epik High hyungs’ Umbrella, Let it Rain, Younha noona’s Sound of Rain, X-Japan’s Endless Rain, FreeTEMPO’s Rain, Razah’s Rain, Teacher Kim HyunShik’s Like Rain Like Music, etc..it’s really a lot. That’s how much rain has gladly become someone’s muse.
And the world is a little bit more liveable thanks to the rain.

The contents we learned as a child from a science book - that fact that, the volume of Earth’s water is constant and it can become the sea, become the river, become the rain and so the Earth continues to spin - was so so fascinating. The idea that the rain droplets that are tapping against my window could be from the far Himalayan mountains. Ever mixing and being shared..I would think I too want to live like a rain droplet, but I also wonder what would happen if rain droplets understood loneliness.. It’s a bit sad. I keep going back and forth.

Anyways, Like the falling rain, a lot of things passed by like a panorama in one month. I still can’t believe, as much as I try, that we already had our last broadcast. I know it’s cliche but it really was like that this time. For you and me, it was a 4 weeks where the rain came down like none other before.

The world calls that rain ‘Korea’s Best Rainfall in Years’, ‘The First such and such Rain’, ‘_00mm’* and with words similar to these people will record and of course this is a very happy thing but, we can’t simply use such numbers to represent our rain. This is something just we know. Before this rain, there were a myriad of other rains that fell and in our eyes, in your eyes, whenever we’re standing on stage, and on my body rain is always falling. In every moment the floods and waves are collectively hitting.

In this moment I’m not at a faraway place, but I really like that I’m here with you guys mixing and falling together as rain droplets. And so I just really wanted to say that I didn’t want us to be remembered just by several numbers.

They say singers follow their song titles. As the song title says, this rain contains mine and all of your blood, sweat, and tears.

Listen carefully to the rain sounds right now!
What is it saying to you

P.S. Sorry of this was a bit cheesy. But since it’s the last broadcast! Here was my last broadcast thoughts.

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Trans by @bangtoori

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I don’t know how Tada-nii would react to Hiro dating, because Hiro has never dated.  Huh.  Wonder why.

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(little note, I’m not an ask blog and I usually don’t take requests either >.<  This was just a cute ask I had sitting in my inbox for a really long time, and happened to fit well with something I wanted to draw anyway ^ ^; Thanks for understanding! <3)

I think it's pretty canon now
  • ***During Jaehee's route***
  • MC: I feel bad for Jaehee.
  • Zen: That's because Jumin is a jerk.
  • MC: He really shouldn't---
  • Zen: He's always making her overwork, like last year when he did that meerkat thing even though they were so busy?
  • MC: I didn't know---
  • Zen: Jumin has lots of projects that are non-profit and are all for de-stressing and giving something back to the community, and he takes them as seriously as he does the rest of his business.
  • MC: Ah, that's---
  • Zen: I seriously can't understand how Jumin manages to create more work, and it's not that he doesn't do anything, because he works just as much as everyone else, or possibly more, he's a workaholic and never gets enough rest!
  • MC: ...
  • Zen: Jumin, that jerk -_-
  • MC: I see you're close to Jaehee.
  • Zen: Hm? No, we don't speak much. She might talk to you since you're a girl.
  • MC: ...
  • Zen: Omg, look at the time! I gotta go. Byyye!
  • ***Zen leaves the conversation***
  • MC: ...;;;

Hey, y’all. I know a lot of hate has been going around lately, but that’s not what Valentine’s Day is about. Regardless of whether you’re following me or not, I love each and every one of you, and to show that, for this year’s Valentine’s Day, I plan on sending y’all “letters” from your valentine, aka your favorite character.

If you would like a valentine, please do the following :

  • Tell me who your favorite Supernatural or Marvel character(s) is (can be multiple, but I’ll only pick one unless I decide otherwise.)
  • Send me your favorite pick-up line or pun. Preferably super cheesy. The cheesier the better. (*Optional but super appreciated <3)
  • Asks only. No private messages please. They’re easier to keep track of this way.
  • Reblog this post to spread the word! I want to show love to as many people as I can!

Note: All letters will be sent anonymously via ask on February 14th. If a lot of people respond to this post, I may have to make this a multi-day affair. Unless this post gets an overwhelming response, I will do my absolute best to get to everyone! If I can’t, know that you are still loved, and I will most certainly do something like this again!  

Tagging some people below the cut who might either be interested in this project or willing to help spread the word (or both):

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how do i love thee? let me count the ways + click on gifs for relevant quotes

Even if it’s just pretend

(Yes that is a Taylor Swift lyric, from Wildest Dreams)

For @carryon-countdown prompt: Angst

This is something that I wrote months and months ago, but I wasn’t happy with it so I didn’t post it. Lately I’ve started this fantastic new habit where if I don’t like something, I actually go back and make it better rather than pretending it doesn’t exist (very shocking much wow I know).

It’s based on this quote from page 382-383 of Carry On – ‘I came back because I was afraid of what might happen if I didn’t. Baz might just pretend that nothing had ever happened between us. He’d make me feel like I dreamt this whole thing – like I was a maniac and a moron for believing he’d ever felt something for me.’

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bl/ind and trans ppl

i figure that BLI is pretty tolerant when it comes to binary trans people. the issue comes up when someone doesn’t want to identify as either male or female. it has nothing to do with religion, of course, nor with ““biology””– chromosomes or genitals or whatever– it’s just that BLI believes that it’s too confusing for citizens to have more than two set genders floating around. bad for productivity. BLI already divides everything into a binary, all black-and-white, so gender has to be as well. 

gender EXPRESSION isn’t really policed or anything, if you’re dmab and you wanna wear a dress BLI doesn’t care. they only get involved once it’s a question of gender IDENTITY, of pronouns and legal names and markers on documents.

if you get cleared by your BLI physician, the company is more than happy to provide you with hormone therapy through their Gender Reassignment Program. it’s just another set of pills, after all. any surgeries are optional, but still covered if wanted. but to get access to any of these, you have to identify as either male or female, and you have to exhibit “strong enough” dysphoria (evaluated by an appointed professional). 

anyone trying to assert that they don’t want either of the two gender markers to be used is obviously misguided. that’s a problem. that’s inconvenient. they get assessed, and if they are found to exhibit dysphoria, then they are prescribed a mandatory transition to the opposite gender. if they are not found to exhibit enough dysphoria, then they are sent away and continue to be marked as their assigned gender. 

in contrast, gender’s seen as a lot more fluid once you get out of BLI’s clutches. some joys get out there knowing they’re trans, but some, it never occurs to them until they’ve spent some time in the desert. they’re able to explore themselves more once they’re out of that cage, and settle on what they think suits them best. overall, though, labels and such aren’t so important. lots of joys don’t settle things any further than a set of pronouns.

GNU Terry Pratchett

Today, March 12, 2017, marks two years since the world lost Sir Terry Pratchett. I remember it well. I had only recently discovered his works, and I blazed through them laughing all the way. I wanted to meet him, even if I wasn’t sure what I would say. The news that I would never get a chance, the news that the worlds he had created were forever stilled, was painful in the extreme. I was already struggling to deal with what I can only hope to be the worst period of my life, and I was not in a place to deal with the loss for well over a year. Last summer, I had the chance to sit down and re-read all his Discworld novels (as well as a few other novels of his I’m particularly fond of). After putting down the last one at five in the morning, I spent the next hour writing this. It’s hardly an original idea, but I felt compelled to do so. Enjoy.

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OLIVIA: I know I haven’t dedicated the last two years of my life to such outright foolishness and I know you are not that stupid. It was a choice. Marcus, or the presidency. One or the other, but not both. You don’t get to have both. You get to be powerful. You get to change the world. You don’t get to be vulnerable, or weak, or compromised in any way, by anyone. 
MELLIE: I am not going to listen to this.
OLIVIA: You didn’t see it. You couldn’t see it, so I did what I had to do. I did my job and I made a choice for you. You said you wanted the oval, Mellie, and it was my job to get it for you.

BTS as more things my college friends have said
  • Namjoon: "you play like a non gender-specific homosapien that won't make it through natural selection"
  • Yoongi: "join us next week as we burn other peoples' memories"
  • Seokjin: "if my friend died next to me I'd eat him" (on survival)
  • Hoseok: "I've got ideal birthing hips, I wish I was a woman"
  • Taehyung: "you know what I just love? eating a whole pumpkin, even though it's really bad for you, I just love it"
  • Jimin: "I'm too sexy for this"
  • Jungkook: "I know God is real because you are loved"

I know I shouldn’t jump to conclusions before we even see the episode but something is rotten in the city of Paris.

Adrien’s mom disappeared less than a year ago, yes?

So she had been there for the last shitty birthdays and the no party rule and the no going out rule and so on, but Adrien still looked happy with her, given the pictures from Jackady. I feel like we are missing  something in here.

26th & 28th/29th December Show Reports

Okay, I’m going to have to come clean at the start. This is another recap of two performances. One was with the full original cast (which I’ll talk less about, but I will cover the mistakes in it which were plentiful and glorious), which I will refer to as the Boxing Day show when I mention it, and the other was with James Howard as Draco and Morag Cross as McGonagall. The latter is the one for which I was sitting near the front of the stalls, and that’s the one I’ll focus on, because it was better and more interesting. 

(You’ll all be pleased to know I wrote over 2000 words less in this recap than I did my last one. It’s still almost long enough to be a dissertation though so… Sorry about that! I hope you enjoy.)

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On one memorable Valentines day Ryan gives the whole crew hearts. Not chocolate hearts or candy hearts or even heart-shaped balloons, oh no. Fresh, hand-picked, unequivocally human hearts. More thoughtful than any store-bought gift if he does say so himself.

They’re carefully thought out, each presented differently; If Ryan’s going to do something then he’s going to do it right, wasn’t about to just throw slabs of bleeding meat down on the table and call it a day - he’s not an animal.

While it took the longest to obtain, Geoff’s is the  most simple. Sitting in a basic cooler, nothing fancy, easy to identify and not meant to last. For Geoff the gift is not the organ itself but the inevitable demise of the man it came from, the involuntary donor who’s crew will no longer be trying to push their way into Los Santos.

For Jack there is a necklace, long and elegantly simple, the tapered rose-gold vial engraved with a small heart that makes her smile. Its unassuming, decorative and fashionable, perfectly belying the way the lid is sealed shut to preserve the ash within.

Ryan has never stuffed a heart with explosives before, hadn’t quite anticipated the difficulty of it, but his efforts are instantly rewarded by the involuntary way Michael snorts into laughter at the sight of the fuse snaking out of an artery. Its impossible not to join in when it goes off, humour infectious as Michael’s eyes light up, bellowing his amusement as gore rains down around them.

Ray receives what another might consider a serial killer’s love letter. A dismembered hand left in his favourite spot points him in the direction of a warehouse containing carefully arranged entrails which in turn lead to a breadcrumb trail of teeth. Thoroughly entertained Ray follows blood and gore all around the city before finding himself on the roof of an open-air parking garage, a giant blood red heart painted across the floor with the real deal placed carefully at its centre.

Gavin’s heart is in a ornamental jar, carefully preserved, bloodless and somewhat alien in appearance. It’s an almost shocking display of thoughtfulness, concession to the fact that Gavin, of all of them, would be the most disgusted, yet also somehow the one most likely to want to keep his gift. When he doesn’t have to smell it, feel the muscle gone cold in his hands, deal with the red stain of someone else’s life, Gavin is really quite delighted with the whole deal. Absolutely horrified, sure, but in that squirmy gleeful kind of way he gets, amused by his own revulsion, calling Ryan disturbing and lovely in the same breath.

Jeremy, who knows he definitely hasn’t been with them long enough to warrant a heart of his own (thank god?) watches it all play out with a bizarre mixture of amusement, horror and the tiniest pang of longing that comes along with feeling left out. At least until Ryan appears before him, as silent and terrifying as always, and thrusts a black plastic bag into his hands before ghosting away. The moment of shocked dread (whereupon Jeremy instantly realises that yeah nope warm-fuzzies of being included aside he did not need a human heart in his life actually thanks) is instantly washed away by helpless laughter when he opens the bag and catches sight of the anatomically-correct toy heart smiling cheerfully back at him.