i need things to go right

  • Yang: Dad... I have something to tell you before me and Ruby go back to Beacon.
  • Tai: Sure. What's up? *Stops what he is doing toand gives Yang his full attention.*
  • Yang: Well you know Blake? The Girl I lost me arm trying to save?
  • Tai: Yeah. Your Faunus friend You and Ruby Came back with. She seems nice and I'm glad you to patched things up.
  • Yang: Yeah well you're half right about the friend part.
  • Tai: What do you mean?
  • Yang: *shifts nervously* Blake is more then my firend.
  • Tai: Oh I already.
  • Yang: You... You do?
  • Tai: Of course> She is your partner too. I remember you told me.
  • Yang: What? No. Wait. Yes she is but-
  • Blake: *Walks into the kitchen where Yang and Tai are sitting in.* Yang. It's almost time to go. Remember we have to tell Glynda that we'll only need three beds since we're now sharing ooooh... Hello Mr. Xiao-Long... I, uh, didn't see you there.
  • Tai: Heeeey... Yang. What does she mean by sharing a bed?
  • Yang: *Sighed with frustration* This is what I was trying to tell you. Me and Blake are MORE then Partners.
  • Tai: ... I'm not following.
  • Yang: Dad we'r-Huh? Mmh! Yang begin to say not noticing Blake moving closer to her until her Girlfriend cupped her cheeks and pulled her into a kiss.*
  • Blake: *After a few seconds Blake pulled away and said.* Mr. Xiao-Long. I, Blake Belladonna am in love with your daughter who loves me back and we are dating.
  • Tai: *Surprised Tai blinked a few times before letting now a laugh* Ahaha. Okay Yang, Nice try. But you can't fool me. Though nice touch with getting you friend to- *Suddenly Yang Groans and holds out a bit of her hair and gives Blake scissors which her cat eared girlfriend cuts. Tai watches his daughters hair fall to the ground in full shock and fear while instinctively grabbing a fire extinguisher ready to shot and fiery Yang. However when Yang didn't active her semblance but instead took hold of Blake's hand he just at them both before muttering.* ... You're not... going super saiyon?
  • Yang: Nope. And if you still think this is a joke I can always- *Yang started until Blake covered her mouth.*
  • Blake: Never in front of either of our parents. She originally wanted me to grab her boob to prove that we are dating if the kiss didn't work but I thought this what be less awkwaAREP! *Blake started to explain before Tai pulled both her and Yang into a bearhug lifting both of them off the ground*
  • Tai: WELCOME TO THE FAMILY! Sniffle, I never thought I would have another daughter! *Tai cheered with tears of enjoy.*
  • Yang: Well that's that. Welcome to the family Blake. *Yang smiled giving a quick kiss on the cheek to her girlfriend*
  • Blake: Th-Thanks. Glad your dad is okay with us... Though we probably shouldn't kiss while your dad is hugging us... and crying.
  • Tai: I DON'T EVEN CARE! I'M TOO HAPPY! *sniffle* Though if you can wait till I'm not holding you both next time I'd appreciate it.
  • Yang/Blake: Gotcha/Right.

anonymous asked:

Even though 1% of abortions are performed to save the life of the mother, what do you say about this case, as rare as it is? Is it still the right thing to not abort, even if the child will die anyway when the mother does, if it is not yet developed enough to be born before the mother dies?

OK, anon.
Here’s my problem with that issue. In almost any medical situation, simply going in and killing the baby will not solve the problem, and that’s what abortion is; going in and killing the child without any other plan in mind. I can understand when a treatment is needed to save the mother’s life, and the child dies as an unfortunate side effect of that treatment; that’s different from abortion. The doctors weren’t /trying/ to kill the child, they were trying to help the mother, and they couldn’t prevent the child’s death.
But here’s the thing: every child is ‘just going to die anyway.’ Every human is going to die anyway. That doesn’t make abuse of power okay. The whole point of medical care is to try to preserve human life if at all possible. Just because a toddler will die one day doesn’t make it okay to come into their house and stab them in the brain with scissors or burn them with saline or rip them to shreds with a vaccuum. It’s no more okay when they’re a little younger and a little easier to abuse.
Why do we think we should have to pick between helping one or the other? They’re both human beings, both with the inherent dignity therein, both deserving of all the help we can give them, especially in a nation as advanced and prosperous as ours.
This question gets thrown around a lot in pro-choice circles, like they think it’s a real ‘gotcha’ question. Like they’re going to somehow corner you into admitting that you care more about an unborn baby than you do about a mother.
I can only look at examples in my own life. I know a lady who goes to church with me who has four bitty kids and is pregnant with her fifth. The lining of her uterus is super-thin, and at any moment she could rupture it and die, killing both her and her unborn baby. She’s been unable to deliver her kids naturally, and has endured abuse by family, supposed friends, and medical personnel who think she shouldn’t be allowed to reproduce. But she keeps going, because she loves her kids and believes they’re worth it. When my own mom was miscarrying my sixth sibling, she refused intervention for a week in the hopes of giving our baby every chance to live. Both these mothers love their children, and fought to give them a chance, at the risk of their own lives.
No, I don’t believe it’s right to kill a child in the midst of a tragedy.

One of the things I love about books is being able to define and condense certain portions of a character’s life into chapters. It’s intriguing, because you can’t do this with real life. You can’t just end a chapter, then skip the things you don’t want to live through, only to open it up to a chapter that better suits your mood. Life can’t be divided into chapters… only minutes. The events of your life are all crammed together one minute right after the other without any time lapses or blank pages or chapter breaks because no matter what happens life just keeps going and moving forward and words keep flowing and truths keep spewing whether you like it or not and life never lets you pause and just catch your fucking breath.
I need one of those chapter breaks. I just want to catch my breath, but I have no idea how.

If you, like me, are drowning in dread right now…if you, like me, need a reason to feel hope or pride in America…if you, like me, want to watch a movie that would sincerely piss off the racist, sexist, imaginationless incoming administration: go see Hidden Figures. Go see it right now. Brilliant, incredible black women putting human beings in space is exactly what I think we all need right now.

Swimming Lessons

Note: Ben surprises you with a picnic by a waterfall. When you’ve eaten, Ben thinks it’s a good idea to go swimming, but you soon have to tell him you can’t because you don’t know how do swim.

Takes place before Ben turned to the dark side

Originally posted by adam-driver-starwars

“I could lie here forever with you,” Ben mumbled into the side of your neck.

You giggled as his breath tickled your skin, “Oh, I wish we could, Ben,” You rolled over onto your stomach and propped yourself up on your elbows, “But remember the last time we got home late? I am not sitting through another one of Han’s lectures about being ‘safe’.”

Ben laughed as he stood “You’re right, sweetheart,” He reached out his hand to you, “But there’s one more thing I need to do before we go. Are your pockets empty?”

You raised your eyebrow, “Yes… Why?” You answered as you took his hand to get up. Instead of responding, Ben lifted you off the ground and threw you over his shoulder in one swift motion.

You screamed at the sudden movement, “Ben Solo, you put me down right now!”

You felt Ben’s chest rumble as he laughed, “Relax, Y/N, I won’t drop you,” He said as he moved away from the picnic rug, “…Yet,” You could imagine the grin on his face as he said it.

Your eyes widened as you neared the water and you realised what he was about to do, “No, Ben! I can’t–”

Before you could finish, you felt yourself and Ben tumbling into the water, making a loud splash.

You could feel as you separated from him under the water, reaching you arms out desperately to try and grab him while trying to push yourself up to the surface.

Ben’s arms finally found their way around your torso to lift you up above the water you were gasping for air.

“Y/N? You’re okay, just breathe,” Ben said calmly, still holding onto you as you both floated in the water. He emphasised his breathing in hopes that you would follow along, and it started to work as you felt your heart rate slowing back to a normal pace.

You finally caught you breath back enough for you to speak, “I’m sorry, I’m just… Not comfortable in the water.”

Ben laughed, “I get it, going in fully clothed isn’t the comfiest thing to swim in, right?” He looked up at you, “Y/N?”

You lowered your head, shaking slightly as you began to sob. Ben gently stroked your cheek, beckoning you to look up at him. But you kept your gaze firmly planted downwards. He kept his hand securely on your arm the entire time, “What’s wrong, love?”

You shook your head.

“You can tell me anything, Y/N. You know that.”

You finally looked up at him, “I… I can’t swim,” You said quietly, feeling embarrassed, “I didn’t want you to think I was pathetic.”

Ben was silent for a moment before he lifted your chin and dried your tears away, “Come here,” He said, pulling you closer to him as he gently lead you both back to the grass.

He ran quickly to fetch a towel from the picnic basket and wrapped it around you before gesturing for you to sit on a smooth rock.

Ben draped his arm around your shoulder, “I’m sorry I dragged you into there, Y/N. If I knew how much danger I was putting you–”

“It’s not your fault, Ben. Really,” You smiled, “I just… I didn’t want you to think anything less of me for knowing that I can’t even swim.”

“Hey, it’s not easy, I understand,” He said, lightly stroking your cheek, “And I would never think of you differently because of something like that,” He waved his hand, “You’re still my favourite person in the galaxy, Y/N,” He leaned down and kissed your forehead.

“I don’t think that towel is doing you much good though,” He observed. You looked down and saw you were still drenched.

“It’s fine, I’ll just have to air dry,” You smiled.

“Or we could go back in the water?” A playful grin appeared on his face.

“But Ben–”

“It’s okay, I’ll give you a piggy back,” He winked as he took your hand and moved back towards the water.

It’s going to be a hard, surreal day for some people, but head up. Don’t buy in to cruelty or ignorance. Despite our differences, despite our faults, we have come too far to let go of all of our progress on the front of acceptance and equality. We are the future and if that doesn’t bring you a little bit of solace, I don’t know what else could. Listen to what other people say. Speak up when something isn’t right. Accept other people, love them. Read the news - from all sources - stay informed. This is what we can do. Go out there and make something happen. Make your art, help other people, do the right thing. There are always people who will take you as you are. Be someone who takes others as they are. Lastly, if anyone at all needs to talk today, you can message me. I’m here for you.

During the course of my workday today, I had to slip into the bathroom and just cry on three separate occasions because of who we just put in the White House.

I hate this. I really do.

For my own self-care purposes, I’m not going to talk about him or his minions or his gigantic pile of terrible tonight. I just can’t. Not right now. I need to look at good people and baby animals and gays in space and fandom loveliness and things that are beautiful so I can get up the strength to look his terrible in the eye and fight it with all my goddamn muster.

But know this. Women friends, friends of color, LGBTQ+ friends, immigrant friends, poor friends, chronically ill friends, non-Christian friends, non-US friends, military friends, student friends, Mother Earth - I am so sorry. You deserve better. We all deserve better. The world deserves better.

We have failed you. Whatever I can do to help you through until this man is out of office, please tell me.

Way to go everyone!

I started my Tumblr a year ago. I didn’t exactly know what I was getting myself into. I met lots of awesome people and started building a very real sense of community–not to mention a healthier and happier lifestyle. Unfortunately, I let work get in the way and I let old habits sneak back in. Slowly, my workouts were replaced by late nights at work. Meal preps replaced by fast food….Etc etc…

I was too embarrassed to post 😕 about it. I’m back to square 1 essentially.

I don’t know how much I want to go into things, but I have to say that getting back on track seems sooooo hard right now. I have to slow down at work to make time to work out and eat right. I know it’s not impossible, but it’s a struggle for sure. I need to get back to the place where I was last year where I looked forward to the challenge rather than dread it. Is it still there though?

I dunno, but I gotta try.

At any rate, there are lots of you that have stuck with it and all I can say is: way to go and thanks for the inspiration!!! I’m trying, it’s just a bit bumpy at the moment.

anonymous asked:

Tomorrow, I'm going to the women's march (not in Washington, but in Wisconsin), but I'm honestly afraid to go. Due to all these shootings I'm getting really nervous. I want to go, I already made a sign (Keep your tiny hands off my human rights!), but I'm scared. Do you have any advice to help calm my nerves?

Standing up for what you believe in is going to be the most important thing this country needs during these trying times. We have to show strength and stand up for those that need it. If I could go to a march, I would be there in a heartbeat. We need to stand together and help support one another as we face the trials that are sure to come. And sometimes, standing up for what you believe comes at a personal risk. But nothing gets accomplished without some risk. Fear of risk is what those you are opposing want. Don’t be afraid. Stand strong for your cause. Because not everyone can.

So, I’ve submitted ages ago but I need friends right now so here we go:

Hi, I’m Callum, I’m 15 (16 in August) and I’m a pansexual male (have no fucking clue on gender but that’s what we’re going with, ok?). I obsess over fictional and real life people for a living (Fandoms include: Doctor Who, Sherlock, Harry Potter, Phan, LOTR) I also read and write a lot..oh and do stop motion animations from time to time. I’m also from Australia. Yeah, so I felt a bit weird doing this whole thing, a lot of people are older than me but eh oh well. Regarding that, I’m ok if you’re older or younger than me. Yeah so message me @panphanboy if I sound interesting I guess :P

anonymous asked:

Hahaha, maybe my browser crashed and didn't count my words. Sorry! Part 2: So I was sitting with my sick kids, browsing my ipad and I don't even recall how I found your Thought vs. Instinct. And I was like what a fuck just happened? I can even put it in right words (and English is not my native). You caught my little insecurities or whatever.. I couldn’t even read the whole thing in one time! I had to make breaks! To calm myself! I was that poor stressed girl in that fucking story!!!

Part 3: Damn girl, your writing is sooo convincing and you got characters so well! After that I found c - qcatwrites Demonstration and I fell down the rabbit hole. So thank you guys, you ruined my life :D Now I need more Nyx shit and I’m going to check on you like EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. (is that means I cheat on my husband???? )

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA~ THE REST OF YOUR ASK MAKES MY HEART HURT AAAAAAAAAAA I love you anon! I’m so sorry the story stressed you out though!!!! I don’t mean for the story to make you so anxious that you have to take breaks omg. I’m sorry!!!

@c-qcatwrites has written some amazing stuff, but I think it was @alicesfracturedmirror that wrote the ‘Demonstration’ story (HOOO BOY). Nyx is pretty awful tho, I mean look at his face. We didn’t do anything, it was all him!!

Originally posted by lufreya

fucking awful.

Thanks so much for your support! I hope your kiddies get well soon if they’re still ill. <3 xoxox love you anon! So much <3

(totally not cheating on your husband thoooo <3)

anonymous asked:

Hey, what do you mean you know your way around protests? Have you been to many? I'm thinking of joining one here, any advice?

I lived off and on at Occupy DC for a couple months, which was a shitshow but hell, I learned a lot.

For the most part, always stay really aware of how many cops are around you, don’t walk into areas they’re barricading/kettling, if you’re not trying to get arrested going on a bridge is a very very very risky thing, don’t let your friends out of your sight… Just the things I kind of do instinctively now.

But, for a more thorough thing, here – https://right-to-protest.org/protect-your-protest/

If you go, stay safe, and remember that if you choose not to go, for whatever reason, that is perfectly valid: keeping yourself healthy and happy is deeply important. We’re gonna need each other, as we always have, but this is making it even more blatant, even more out in the open, even more pervasive, so we need you to take care of yourself <3

Sending you lots of love, darling <3 <3 <3

anonymous asked:

I feel like season 2 was a little too Keith centric yet at the same time it wasn't???

I realise this is probably more than what you asked, but I have just woken up from my nap and I am still seething. Like, I thought I could get over it but… nah

So, here we go:



:// You couldn’t be more right, Nonnie.

Tbh, I understand the need to focus on him bc I feel the gear they’re shifting us into with the whole “I want you to lead to Voltron” thing but they could have done so with the help of the other characters and not just, quite literally, pushing the others back.
I feel like, above all, Lance and Hunk got pushed aside, I don’t agree with the way these two very important members of team Voltron got the shaft.

–I love Keith, don’t get me wrong, he’s the Paladin I relate the most to and project onto and really get in sync with, but valuing one paladin over another isn’t something that sits right with me.

So, as much as I love the show and its characters, Season 2 didn’t really give me many positive vibes in regards to equal development and treatment of their characters. ://

My students and I watched the inauguration today while writing letters to the cheeto in chief asking him to please consider disabled Americans in the next four years

Basically I stood in front of 25 people today and lied to them that everything is going to be okay and that we need to give Tr//ump a chance now to do something right even though I didn’t believe it

While I was talking to them his administration was taking down the whitehouse.gov page on disability legislation, lgbt legislation, and climate change

it’s been a rough day and I ran out of pep and optimism really quickly

I put ghostbusters on right after to keep everyone’s minds off of things but it was the quietest day this week to be sure

Hi, I was wondering if anyone would be willing to join a club for witches that need motivation with daily stuff and goal reaching… ¿? I’m a depressed witch since I was very little and this year I’ve been feeling somehow motivated to battle my depression and having a healthy routine and make my dreams come true, so what about having a club for sharing your daily battles and the things you want most in life… Like going to college, learning a language, start having breakfast, workout, or… Well, whatever you want, those examples are just the things I want right now in my life. What about “Club of the struggling witches” we could tag stuff in a hashtag like “strugglingwitch” and we could have a blog to celebrate our daily achievements, uh? And just help each other with witchy and mundane tips :) Please like or reblog or talk to me if you would be willing to participate!!

If you want to do retconning, at least do it right

*cracks knuckles*

Warning: this post will be possibly all over the place because I’m spitballing, mostly. 

I hate retconning, but as a fanfiction writer I wrote aus where I needed to give a different view on things

Here’s how you do it: you have your concept, whichever it is, before you write you go back to canon and work an explanation for your retcon. The explanation needs to make sense. People might hate it, but at least they can’t say, “wait - it doesn’t make sense!”

So, with this said, You choose to make an unknown character the factor that has shaped another, well established, hugely loved character into what it is?

You go back to the text and study it. 

Where the retcon (partially) works with Eurus:

1) What made Sherlock into what he is?

Not the batshit crazy sister - big fail – but losing his best friend and not being able to find him. That’s why he tried to solve the Carl Power’s case. That’s why, despite having the brain of a scientist or a philosopher he chose to be a detective. That’s why he chose not to care about the victims but to focus on the cases. 

It works, perfectly - kudos, but it was not Eurus. It was not the memory (which he suppressed) of her. It was what she did to a person that, even at a very young age, Sherlock loved unconditionally

2) It is implied that Sherlock suffered abuse on the hands of his sister

This explains why sex alarms him. 

Where the retcon makes you go, “WHAT THE FUCK?”

1) Moriarty. 

a) if he knew about Redbeard why did not he use that knowledge to burn Sherlock’s heart? Why did he never mention it/him?

b) While we are at it: no mentions of Sherlock’s secret sister, ever? Seriously?

Speaking of: either it’s fire or water. Either it’s the landing or being in deep waters. Don’t fucking mix your metaphors. It’s sloppy. 

2) Charles Augustus Magnussen

He knew about Readbeard. How? If he knew about Redbeard (still - how) why was Redbeard Sherlock’s pressure point but not Mycroft’s? You wanna own Mycroft Holmes, rather than the whole dog and pony show with Mary, threaten to reveal to Sherlock that the family dog was in reality a boy. 

 3) Mind palace scenes in HLV and TAB

You’re deep in your subconscious, you’re about to die - you’re overdosing and STILL can’t remember one single thing? Like, zero? 

Once again: don’t mix your metaphors. Either it’s the landing or it’s deep water. Make IT clear. That’s not challenging the audience, that’s cheating.

Also: oblique references doth not foreshadow maketh, especially if said foreshadowing are red herrings. 

tagging people: @wssh-watson, @inevitably-johnlocked

anonymous asked:

That person is extremely creepy. I don't know where they get off thinking they have any right to "intervene," even if there was something going on. Some people just can't let things go. It's been what, 2 years since the Tumblr Eq Tribunal decided to go after you? I wonder which of your hate club it is messaging your dad now. Fortunately he should be able to tell you their identity. Stay safe, and do what you need to do.

I just feel bad for my dad who has something like the flu rn? Idk he’s pretty sick.. getting messages from some creep that are only going to worry him re: my safety. Literally the last thing he needs.

After doing some thinking throughout the day, I’m not going to fully delete this, but I am taking a break. I have everything I need right in front of me, I have someone to talk to who I fully trust and love. I’ve been on here for six years. I’ve met some godawful humans due to it and I’ve vented about them when I was hurt. I vented when I was suicidal, self harming, struggling with eating disorders, in abusive relationships, hating myself, and struggling with myself. But I also met the love of my life on here, and that’s the most important thing to me. I never understood why people pushed me to make one, and I’ve debated on deleting this so many times. Now I see why I never went through with it. I need a break from this social media, not for good but for as long as I need. I appreciate all the messages from people who have seen me grow and see me deal with my life so far, you’re all too kind and there’s so much love I have for you guys. Thank you for looking out, you guys are the best. Nothing but love.

Everything is terrible

I literally woke up this morning already in the middle of a panic attack and I have the sneaking suspicion that a lot of you are feeling the exact same way right now

There’s going to be a lot of shit going down tomorrow but y'all got to remember to take care of yourself. If that means cutting yourself off from social media entirely for 24 hours than do it.

We can’t bury our heads in the sand for four years, but you are free to take tomorrow off if you need it.

I’m setting up a queue to run tomorrow that’s just like…happy things. Calming things. Anti-anxiety things. Anything that might help for anyone that’s still going to be online.

You can’t expect yourself to be on 24/7. You’ll get burned out. Don’t feel worthless for needing to take a break. Everyone needs a break.

And remember to have hope. As long as people mobilize, as long as there’s still people who will do something, as long as we don’t give in to pessimism, there’s still hope.

Don’t feel worthless. Don’t feel like you don’t make a difference. You can make a difference. Everyone together can make a HUGE difference.

Rest tomorrow. Take a bath. Cuddle your pet. Read a book. Listen to music. Do everything you need to do. And get ready to fight.