in which we have a ship name

10

707 is a Magic Number!

Oh boy… this is so crazy. I’ve been hoping to reach this spot for so long. Because of its significance in relation to the game and to my life for that matter. When I learned about MM in late January 2017 I had no idea how much of an influence it would end up having on my life. For better or worse. I’ve made some amazing friends through this fandom and its RP environment, people I wouldn’t otherwise have had any chance of meeting. I love all of you guys and you make my life better in so many ways.

I got into the ship Yooseven by happenstance almost 9 months ago (tomorrow!) together with my amazing RP partner. And it’s because of that RP I started this blog which is named after our personal ship name for the pairing YooshixLucy. We’re working on turning some of our writings into an ongoing fanfic about the two guys. We’ve had so much fun writing it and it has been tears, smiles, laughs and so much fun. Thank you for being part of that <3

I know a lot of blogs have a ton more followers than this little diddy and I’m not oblivious to the fact that most of my followers probably either don’t care about Yooseven or are here for some of my other edits (Would love to get confirmation on it being otherwise XD).

Winner Winner Chicken Dinner!

@internalscreaming101  (such a fitting name, because that’s what I’m doing right now) you were my

707th follower

and luckily you seem to be a Yooseven fan (based on your one like! XD), or you just want MC and Saeran to end up that bad :P Either way, you are my 707th subscriber and that makes you eligible for 1 edit of your choosing.

Disclaimer: Not Yooran (sorry guys, but that’s the one ship I don’t do on here, this is a Yooseven blog) or Choicest (I don’t do this one either) You can PM me about details and we can discuss everything :D

Changes on the blog

Having so many followers and all of a sudden being noticed outside of the main theme (Yooseven) of my blog has brought hecklers on. I’ve decided that for my sake and their sake I’m not going to tolerate it. I don’t mind a sound discussion or people questioning why I call Yooseven canon. Always ready for a friendly discussion. But people who come on and go “No offense but…” then writes something incredibly offensive like  “you’re gross”, “this is bullshit” and “you suck” etc. I’m going to block you without warning. Mystic Messenger and especially Yooseven is my ESCAPE from an otherwise sucky life situation and I don’t really care about snide comments that just come here to trash that.  

Now we’re past the negative, here is some positive I’m currently working on several Masterlists. One for all the events that happen on Tumblr in the MM fandom.

I’ve learned so much by doing these edits ^^ Hopefully I will feel secure enough in my own art soon that I can start posting some of that. But I still have a ton more brewing. My latest one of Saeran and MC, I’ve noticed some people hoping for me doing the other MCs in that one so I will try to do that in time. I got so many ideas I want to do. But here’s a compilation of all my Yooseven edits. This is completely meant as AU and except for the proposal image, it’s not related to my RP (I hope I can get my newest edit done for tomorrow).

*Me meeting a friend I haven’t seen in a really long time*


Me: *watching at my phone* Oh, I love my children


Friend: Oh, do you have kids? :)


Me: …yeah… you could say so…

Friend: What do you mean? Are they adopted?


Me: Something like that…

Friend: Oh, which are their names?


Me: Uhm… Ma-Mags and Alexander


Friend: Can I see them? :)


Me: *still holding my phone* Oh. Uhm. You know? I really have a *stands up from the table* really important something to do-


Friend: W-what?


Me: *picking up my things* yeah, we can catch up any other day… *leaving*


Friend: Wait!


Me: Byeeee

  • A - Ships that you currently like a lot. (They don’t have to be OTPs because not everyone has OTPs.) Friendships, pairings, threesomes, etc. are allowed.
  • B - A pairing–platonic, romantic or sexual–that you initially didn’t consider, but someone changed your mind.
  • C - A ship you have never liked and probably never will.
  • D - A pairing you wish you liked but just can’t.
  • E - Have you added anything cracky/hilarious to your fandom? If so, what?
  • F - What’s the longest you’ve ever been in a fandom?
  • G - Have you ever had an OTP? If so, do you remember your first one? Who was in it?
  • H - What is your favorite source text for fandom stuff (e.g., TV shows, movies, books, anime, Western animation, etc.)?
  • I - Has Tumblr caused you to stop liking any fandoms, if so, which and why?
  • J - Name a fandom you didn’t think about until you saw it all over Tumblr. (You don’t have to care about it or follow it; it just has to be something that Tumblr made you aware of.)
  • K - What character has your favorite development arc/the best development arc?
  • L - Say something genuinely nice about a character who isn’t one of your faves. (Characters you’re neutral about are fair game, as are characters you merely dislike. Characters that you absolutely loathe with the fire of ten thousand suns are exempt, as there is no point in giving yourself an aneurysm over a character that you hate.)
  • M - Name a character that you’d like to have for a friend.
  • N - Name three things you wish you saw more or in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice).
  • O - Choose a song at random. Which ship or character does it remind you of?
  • P - Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas).
  • Q - A fandom you’ve abandoned and why.
  • R - Which friendship/platonic relationship is your favorite in fandom?
  • S - Show us an example of your personal headcanon (prompts optional but encouraged)
  • T - Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending? 
  • U - Three favorite characters from three different fandoms, and why they’re your favorites.
  • V - Which character do you relate to most?
  • W - A trope which you are virtually certain to hate in any fandom.
  • X - A trope which you are almost certain to love in any fandom.
  • Y - What are your secondhand fandoms (i.e., fandoms you aren’t in personally but are tangentially familiar with because your friends/people on your dash are in them)?
  • Z - Just ramble about something fan-related, go go go! (Prompts optional but encouraged.)
Some things I need to talk about @ the first three chapters of The Ship of the Dead

 First of all can I say iT’S ALL SO PERFECT??? OMG??? LIKE

- Percy and Magnus’s lowkey like rivalry (kind of)??? Their interactions are just so G O L D E N you know?? Like Percy getting annoyed w/ Magnus and vice versa ahh I love it already <3 aLSO CAN WE JUST TALK ABOUT PERCY IN GENERAL

- hE FRICKIN SAID SPQR MEANT “THOSE ROMANS ARE CRAZY” LIKE,, AS A FELLOW ROMAN I WAS TRIGGERED BUT IT WAS G R  E A T omg I’ve missed his humor

- Percy trying to be serious when teaching Magnus how to like dive

- wait magnus got chomped by a shark

- ….poor mango baby already needs a break smh

- aLEX FREAKING FIERRO THO. SUPPORTING MAGNUS. AND THEY’RE TOTALLY BROS LIKE?? Omg I’m going to be honest,, even though I shipped fierrochase I wasn’t like freaking out about it becoming canon (even though I knew that would be super cute) bUT NOW GUYS,, OMGGG THEY NEED TO HAVE MORE MOMENTS KJDFNDJSKFBSDJFBSDFKLJSIL also Alex’s Latino //sobs// #LatinoPride yES BUT WHY ARE WE JUST NOW FIGURING THIS OUT RICK LIKE ALEX CAN SPEAK SPANISH jhsdbjhsdbfjsdbhjVHGJ THANK YOU JESUS


- PERCY’S SISTER IS NAMED ESTELLE WHICH MEANS STAR JFKNDFKJNSDKJLFBSDJKLFSDFJKLNDFGLJKDFBNSDI IS THIS BECAUSE ZOE???? AND BOB???? mY HEART–

- also I was SHOOKETH SM WHENEVER THEY BROUGHT UP PERCY’S SISTER I WAS LIKE JKBDJHBSDJFS OMG REALLY???? AHHHH (idk if it was mentioned in toa,, if so,, i wouldnt have know because i haven’t read it ;-;)

- I still believe in the Bianca-got-reincarnated-as-Percy’s-sister headcanon wholeheartedly like i need more Estelle ish in future Riordan books (but pls Rick don’t frick up her life too)

- Annabeth calling Magnus “cuz” saved my life tbh

- pERCY AND ANNABETH’S REACTION TO JACK TALKING

- RIPTIDE. IS.  A. FREAKING. GIRL. OHHH MY GOOOD—

- guess jacktide is canon now lmao gods why this became kind of canon but not blitzstone yet,, smh you’re letting me down ricky boi no blitzstone is basically cnaon fight me

- Alex called Percy Seaweed Brain. Hell yes, I need more

- Magnus freaking thinking about Annabeth’s future with Percy and knowing he’d be guilty for it ending due to Ragnarok is FREAKING BEAUTIFUL AND SAD OMG??

- so many unexpected feels from these small chapters, my gods

- //sobs// pERCABETH AND FIERROCHASE HAVING A FALAFEL DOUBLE DATE IS B E A U T I F U L this is my aESTHETIC YALL

- jack you can’t flirt just stop

- PERCY MENTIONED FRANK SDJKFBSDJFBSDKJDSNADJKAS YOUR SHAPESHIFTER INTERACTION HOPES ARE SLOWLY COMING TRUE FAM

- Alex is happy,, repeat, , Alex seems so happy and chill <3 we are blessed

- speaking of which my poor sunshine child mango is like angsty af

- Percy mentioned Magnus should train w/ his team in order to prepare for all the hell they’re about to go to and we see no team bonding exercises like,, how much does a girl have to pay to see the Empty Cup Fam together learning about fighting/teamwork ish with Percy our lord and savior??? i just want to see Voltron level team bonding ok

- “want to come with me to a creepy mansion and look through a dead guy’s stuff?”

“i thought you’d never ask”

guys fierrochase is canon and you can fight me,, also nice pickup line mango you’re worse than Jack

- “fabulously unique” yOU SLAY ALEX!!!! (also Alex’s outfit in this was just yEAS)

- I’m scared to se Randolph tbh,, if he even shows up (which ik he will screw Helheim)

- aw alex and magnus being such adorable book nerds i CANT

- dsjhdfshsdhsdfbuhsdfuhsdhsdhuBHJSDFBJHSDFBJHSDFBHSDFFDF WHY WOLVES????????? smfh brUHH

- also what WAS with that rune/dead wolf in the beginning?? im shook,, hearth save ur son get your rune magic ish in this 

- where the hell are blitz and hearth because they weren’t even in the preview tf rick they better be somewhere peaceful away from all this shit

Humans are weird: The lost colony

*Quick note before I start: This is the first installment in a series I’ve called the Lost Colonies which is largely about human society adapting to the strange environments of other worlds. You can read the other installments here: 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7. I’ve thoroughly enjoyed writing this series, but with my new work schedule I had to bring it to a close. If you’ve enjoyed this story follow me on here for my other writings. Thanks again to everyone who has reblogged, liked, replied, DMed, or otherwise shown their appreciation for this series. It means a lot to me that people enjoyed it and the love you’ve all shown me has really helped keep me going for these last few months.*

An adult Turic sits behind a desk jotting down notes as a recorder takes down the interview for future analysis.
“I understand that this entire ordeal has been stressful for you and your fellow colonists but due to your unique situation we would like to use this opportunity to better understand human culture. Please let me know if we need to stop or if there is anything I can do to make you more comfortable.”
The human, a younger female by the name of Kiara fidgets in her seat.
“No, I’m fine, I just haven’t ever seen an alien before. Hell, until a few months ago no one had ever heard anything but legends of people from outer space.”
The Turic looks down at his notes as he tries to reconcile this information.
“According to our research it says that your colony was originally founded just over 500 Sols ago. Are you saying that in that short amount of time your colony’s knowledge of spacefaring and other sapient races was erased?”
“I guess? What’s a Sol though? How long would that be?”
“Oh, a unit of time measurement based on the solar rotation of your home world. Prior to your race’s colonization of other worlds you referred to it as a year. For reference, you are estimated to be 22 Sols old.”
“Then yeah, that makes a lot of sense. We didn’t really have permanent settlements and had to keep moving. One of the older stories said that we came to our world in a fiery ship and that the remains of it could be found out in the wastes once a cycle. That’s what we call it when the Thaw comes back to the same point.”
“I have heard some of the other colonists mention this Thaw. This is the name for the habitable zone in which your colony exists, correct?”
“Yeah, you live in the Thaw, you move with the Thaw. The Thaw keeps you from burning or freezing as long as you work with it. It protects you, feeds you and keeps you alive, but it always moves so you need to move with it.”

The Turic frantically scribbles notes on its data pad.
“Fascinating. It appears as though your civilization has come to mythologize a natural phenomenon the way your ancestors on earth frequently would. Your colony was founded on a planet that was almost what we would call tidally locked. In essence one side of it always faced your neighboring star and it rotated as it spun around it so that the same side always faced it at all times. However the spin was off by a small fraction so that the planet gradually rotated to have a day/night cycle, but this cycle was so slow that it took roughly 50 Sols for a single rotation. This would have made for a narrow band of surviveable temperatures but one that was constantly shifting albeit at a slow pace.”
Kiara stared blankly at the Turic.
“Sorry, that went a little over my head. What I think I caught from that though is that one side of my world faced the light and one side faced the dark and we lived in the space between. Which yeah, that’s the Thaw.”
“I apologize, this is fascinating for me, I’m just curious as to how or why your people took what appears to be such a large step backwards in their technological capabilities.”
“Well, like I said, some of our stories say that we came from a fiery ship and that it can be found in the wastes. If my people really did come from another world, maybe we crashed and our technology broke. We do tend to keep on the move and we usually leave things behind when they break and can’t be fixed. I wasn’t old enough to remember seeing the great ship when my parents took me there and it was taken by the scorch a long time ago.”

The Turic stared at his data pad wondering how he would even begin to unravel all of this.
“Well, hopefully we can find some solid answers to this mystery someday, but I would like for you to tell me more about your colony. What is life like on your world?”
Kiara straightened up in her seat and smiled.
“My name is Kiara Williams. I’m a frost melt like my mother and father before me. We work on the very edge of the Thaw to make sure that the glaciers, mountains and streams run in the right ways when it comes time for the Thaw to reach them in full. We scout lands in the cold to find new sites for villages. We dig breaks in the ice to make sure that the largest sheets fall away from farms and villages. It’s bitter cold and dangerous work but it’s important and sometimes exciting.”
The Turic stared in an expression that would have been the human equivalent of slack-jawed.
“You colony had the technological equivalence of pre-industrialization. Are you saying that your people geoformed an ice world to ensure proper farmland using little more than steel tools and furs?”
“Well there are plenty of other jobs too. My brother is a farmer out in the warmer parts of the Thaw and I have a cousin who lives on the other end of it as a waste reclaimer.”
“And what is it that your cousin does?”
“He goes out into the scorch looking for broken things that can be fixed or things that were left behind by accident. Most people say that’s not a job for an honest person, but he has a real knack for finding stuff to sell. I heard he even managed to find a few relics off the great ship.”
The Turic made a note to track down this cousin immediately.
“Are those the only professions available?”
“Of course not. There’s bakers and builders and law makers but we do have to keep moving with the Thaw so most of us try not to stay in one place too long. It doesn’t help to get too attached. We can usually only get 3 or 4 harvests out of a plot of land before it gets too hot to grow. That’s why frost melts like me are so important to help scout the farms in advance.”

The Turic glanced at the blinking light on his recorder that was letting him know that his allotted time was nearly up.
“I’ll need to let you get back to your family unit soon, but is there anything else you can tell me about your colony or its culture?”
Kiara sighed. “Not really. Being a frost melt, I spend most of my days surrounded by ice as far as the eye can see. It’s strange and beautiful though. There’s massive mountains made of nothing but ice and I know that if I simply walk for a few hours towards out into the frost it would be cold enough to kill, but I know that I’m the one who gets to tame it. At times when the wind is calm I can breath the cold in deep and look out to the stars and wonder what it would be like to explore them too.”
Kiara looked down at her feet self consciously and laughed.
“I guess I can actually get to do that now huh?”
The Turic adopted the human expression of a smile.
“There is a lot of unexplored space out there. I’m sure the human race would be proud to have you back to help them seek it out.”

Avengers tumblr fandom circa 2012

Don’t judge, but I’ve been thinking back fondly a lot lately about the epic bounty of old memes and trends we had back in the day. A guide for those followers of mine who weren’t around yet, or a Throwback Friday for those of you who were, remember:

  • The Avengers gag reel
  • “COULSOOOOON NAAAAAUUUUUUUU”
  • Assvengers
  • Seriously the equal-opportunities fanservice and fixation on butts was a thing to behold
  • “Caw caw motherfucker”
  • Okay there were a lot of Hawkeye-bird jokes (this was before we met Sam Wilson) but that was probably the biggest one
  • Renner Stretches
  • The Hawkeye Initiative
  • “That’s my secret, Cap. I’m always angry.”
  • Thor loves Pop Tarts
  • “This _____, I like it! ANOTHER!
  • SCIENCE BROS
  • Major ships: Stony, Clintasha, Thorki (aka Thunderfrost which, lbr, is the arguably the most badass ship name ever), Frostiron, Capsicoul
  • Also a LOT of people shipped Coulson and Hawkeye even though I don’t even remember them having screentime together? I’ve seen that ship referred to as Phlint like…once, but not at the time.
  • Chris Evans and his ridiculous shoulder-to-hip ratio
  • Left-boob grab (this one might actually still be a thing)
  • “I recognize the counsel has made a decision. But given that it’s a stupid-ass decision, I’ve elected to ignore it!” (this one I KNOW is still a thing)
  • “I understood that reference”
  • Crying forever over that deleted sequence of Steve learning that All My Friends Are Dead But Oh Hey Peggy’s Still Alive But I’m Too Afraid to Call Her and then going through the city being Forever Alone
  • The Superfamily AU where Steve and Tony raised a smol Peter Parker
  • Lokimania
  • holy
  • fucking
  • shit
  • I could probably make a separate post just for that but here goes
  • That famous Twitter convo where Tom Hiddleston and a Loki RPer were challenging each other and popularized “I DO WHAT I WANT”
  • I think like half his actual lines in the movie became memes on some level actually
  • “KNEEEEEEL”
  • “I am burdened with glorious purpose” and its many MANY remixes
  • “Tom sits like a whore” (aka what we called manspreading before that became A Problem)
  • L O K I ‘ D
  • The Loki’d Outtakes
  • Loki’d 2: The Return of Steve (like actually this was a real thing that happened)
  • Wendy
  • People coming together to make a fan book about Wendy for Tom’s birthday
  • That one picture of Tom in full Loki getup while holding Mjolnir and Cap’s shield
  • Loki and the Loon, the webcomic about Loki and Tom being roommates that spawned similar blogs for EVERY Avenger rooming with their actor. Almost none of them actually went anywhere, but the original Loki and the Loon was pretty great.
  • For real though, I’ve never seen any fandom obsession with an actor reach quite the fever pitch that we had with Tom Hiddleston, my god. Bendytoots probably came close though (this was before Ben’s Fall From Tumblr Grace. Tom is still well-regarded, but I think that part of the fandom has finally chilled out).
  • And lest we forget:
  • Tom in-character as Loki for SDCC (okay I’m pretty sure this one was later than 2012 but it was still a big fuckin deal when it happened)
  • SAAAYYY MYYY NAAAAAME!!!

“You seem very put together and secure in one self so I’m going to ask you this, and I would prefer it wasn’t publicly posted. Even if you don’t respond, that’s okay, but at this point I feel like I would appreciate a wiser person’s perspective. My boyfriend and I broke up, which may sound petty, but the shitty way I feel is not. It was because he was too overwhelmed to put effort into it. What would you suggest is the best way to move on from said breakup? HOW DO YOU PURGE YOURSELF OF EMOTION”

I asked this reader for permission to pull her question out of my askbox and answer it publicly because it seemed like it might be useful to more than one person considering becoming an emotional robot.

Dear Unnamed Reader,

First: you’re not going to like my advice.

Second: you don’t have to take it. I’m really only adequately equipped to give advice on how to be more like me, and trust me, sources are widely divided on whether this is a good thing. 

Third: I don’t think your turmoil is petty. One thousand ships have been launched in the name of a bad break-up.

Fourth: You ask me how to purge yourself of emotion. I reckon this must mean I don’t look like a hot mess on the internet, which is good to know. But I assure you that when something pings my emotional radar, I feel all feelings at level 11. Example? This morning, I gave Lover a ride to an errand. We took my old Camaro. On the interstate ramp, I put the car through its paces and experienced the burst of joy that comes in third gear at 4400 rpm. Once the car had settled, I realized Lover was staring at me. “God,” he said, “can you be any more happy?” No. No, in fact, I couldn’t. Emotions are binary in Maggie Stiefvater. You should have seen me when I first heard Two Door Cinema Club’s “Sun.” I almost died from happiness. 

But that also means my negative emotions are dialed to 11. I don’t often get upset — I’ve just become so unreasonably plucky that I assume all woes are transient, so whatevs. Because of my outsized belief in my ability to problem-solve, I really only get upset when I feel powerless. 2015 turned out to be the year of powerlessness: terrible things happening to friends, to my family, in the world. I finally broke last weekend over a comparatively tiny thing —a news article printed stuff about me that was so hilariously not true that I thought no one would believe it, particularly as the truth was still perfectly findable. But they did. And I couldn’t do a thing about it without stirring things up more and getting yet more messages telling me how glad they were to see me shot down from my Raven Cycle induced high blah blah etc. A minuscule thing — but yet more powerlessness after a year of epic powerlessness. I proceeded to launch 1,000 emotional ships. Work ground to a halt. I listened to Kygo’s remix of Matt Corby’s “Brother” 62 times in a row without pause. I sat under my office desk, only emerging to give in to to my OCD, which demanded, among other things, 17 clothing changes in 8 hours because SEAMS GOD THE SEAMS WHY. I blew a deadline. I flew to Colorado. I exceeded the speed limit in a rental Nissan that was not meant to exceed the speed limit. I blew another deadline. I paced until I couldn’t feel my knees. I thought about how I’d ruled out self-harm as an option a decade ago. I returned home. I sat on the shower floor for a very long time. I failed to sleep. I could have pretended that I wasn’t hurting, but — 

Fifth: you cannot cut out the sad emotions without cutting out the happy ones. 

Sixth: I am a disgustingly happy person. I fucking love life. The number of things in life that please me daily continues to astonish me, considering how terrible the world is. But I’m a happy person because I’m also sometimes a wretchedly sad person or terribly angry person. If you want to live life turned up all the way, you have to be open to the possibility of both joy or despair. 

Seventh: which brings me to the advice you’re not going to like: being miserable right now is not a bad thing. What you’re feeling is a valid response to a situation that you feel powerless in. It’s horrible. But you feeling genuine pain now means that you can — and will — feel genuine happiness at some point. Agony and joy come from the same place: being emotionally invested in your own life. 

Eighth: The way back to happiness is getting out of the cycle of powerlessness — basically, finding a place you can have agency again. Your misery is going to want you to find a way to be powerful in your current miserable situation. If you’re anything like me, you’ve rehearsed a few thousand options in your head. Calling him and winning him back. Making him feel as sad as you. Sending ugly greeting cards to his mother. Anything that would make you feel like you’re not completely helpless. But you need to find something else that you can be the boss of. Remind yourself of the things that make you feel like a badass. It doesn’t matter how silly or stupid they are. It can be as difficult as a project that you think will change the world, or as easy as playing a song that always gets you high. Do that.

Ninth: Do not listen to Kygo’s remix of “Brother.” It will not cheer you up.

Tenth: There is no tenth, but I really wanted one. So eat more leafy green vegetables.

urs,

Stiefvater


ETA I CHANGED IT TO 2015 I DON’T KNOW WHY I KEEP CALLING THIS YEAR 2016

Humans Are Weird - Teenagers

So, I love this tag and I’ve been endlessly scrolling through it and I realised that, in this tag, it’s always adults that they hang out with, so how would they react to children. Like, can you imagine?

“So, I heard you’ve finally taken my advice and recruited a human for your team?”

“Oh, yes. The human I have selected seemed particularly excited to come into space for the first tim-“

Excuse me? First time? Humans are required to go into space at least once before they turn into adults and after they are sixteen! What human have you recruited?”

“I have recruited a girl called Katie Clarke and she is twelve sun-cycles old. She is very athletic and will be serving as encouragement for our team and designing our uniforms.”

“Oh no.”

“What is it? Is she going to be like those other humans in your crew that taped knives to your cleaning bot that stabbed your young human’s ankles?”

“No. Well, yes, probably, but that isn’t it. As you know, We have two young humans. The most notable is Rainbow. Her full name is Rainbow Skele and she is thirteen sun-cycles old and she writes that human ‘fiction’. She writes fantasy, horror and this thing called ‘fanfiction’, which is writing about a fiction series that already exists. She writes all our logs.”

“What’s bad, then?”

“There is this website that Rainbow and her best friend Andi refer to as ‘Blue Hell’ and they are totally obsessed with it. The two girls on our ship have not used this other thing I have heard of but there is this thing called SELFIE and Captain Twalkark of Cinibarb Fleet #7 claims that some of the adult humans on his ship constantly uses but he once met some young humans on Fleet #3 of Bantot that were even worse. They even used this so-called SELFIE technology on the Crown Prince of Zalsark.”

“Is this part of the story where they picked up the Crown Prince to coo at him?”

“Yes, sadly.”

“Shall I terminate this new human’s contract?”

“No, don’t worry. Your new human will serve as… entertainment for you. Just make sure to steer-clear of any knife-wielding auto-cleaners.”

“You are not making me feel any better, Captain.”

“Don’t worry, humans are honestly fi-”

“OH MY GOD, CAPTAIN, ANDI PUT A FORK ON THE AUTO-CLEANER! YOU HAVE GOT TO SEE THI-”

Call Terminated

🌞iasip ask meme🌞
  1. how did you get into the show?
  2. who’s your favorite character and why? (has your fav changed since you started watching the show?)
  3. what are your top 3 favorite episodes?
  4. name a song that reminds you of your favorite character
  5. do you ship anything?
  6. name a song that reminds you of your favorite sunny ship
  7. what’s something that we haven’t seen in the show yet that you’d like to see?
  8. would you recommend sunny to friends?
  9. what’s your favorite kind of sunny fan content? (fanart, mixes, fic, etc.)
  10. who’s your least favorite character?
  11. what would you change about the show if you could?
  12. who has been your favorite guest star on the show?
  13. which cast member is your favorite?
  14. do you have any theories about the show/characters?
  15. floppy hair or slicked back hair?
  16. how do you think the show is going to end?
  17. what do you think is the most classic [asker inserts character name here] moment?
  18. what’s your favorite thing about sunny?
  19. what’s your least favorite thing about sunny?
  20. do you have any favorite sunny headcanons? 

Regarding the Put in Work quest line in AvAc (Tony wants to woo Black Widow, goes to Steve for help (because of course what else does one do?). Steve helps Tony plan out what to do, and then they enact it which also includes Steve helping Tony work out in the new Power Gym (where Steve’s action is Stay Strong and Tony’s action is Stay Sexy), and Tony’s like “hey hey not bad” and Steve’s like “hahaha wait you were serious? Here let me show you how to actually work out” (aw Steve you extra little gym rat you). And then Steve tells Tony he’s proud of him (aw), and has him go off to go ask BW out. Here are my screencaps for this: (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) )

ANYWAY so concept:

Howard’s putting pressure on Tony to like get a girlfriend and all that hetero stuff. Tony sets his sights on BW, goes to Steve for help wooing her bc Steve is handsome etc. Poor Steve lowkey has the beginnings of a crush on Tony, but he’s a good and supportive friend and will help Tony in his endeavor. He brainstorms with Tony, plots out a plan, even goes to the gym and gives him tips on how to train. Steve’s lowkey crush becomes a full-blown heart-wrenching crush.

ofc Tony is also besties with Jan so he tells her everything, and she’s like in the background of all this, maybe like goes and hangs out with Nat and sets the stage, like, “Tony’s sensitive pls don’t hurt him.” Nat’s like “…I’ll try but also I won’t just straight-up humor him.”

Tony and Nat go on a date (by going on a mission to Asgard or something? idk the AvAc format is odd) but he can’t stop talking about Steve and along the way Nat helps him realize he has a crush on Steve, and also his dad sucks and he should just get together with Steve. They come back and Steve’s like kinda sad but resigned and ready to be supportive, but the first thing Tony does is like fling himself into Steve’s arms and kiss him and confess, and meanwhile Jan and Nat had been lowkey hanging out (not dating-dating but they’d been getting together for coffee to chat about their dumbo friends and Tony’s dickhead dad and life) and with Tony realizing he wants to date Steve, Jan and Nat officially start dating. Everything is nice and all is well. 

A message from Kat, (co-) founder of Takemehomefromnarnia and Rainbow Direction

Yesterday morning I woke up to a storm. During the night, our twitter account had liked a tweet that was hateful towards Louis and towards a segment of the fandom, and we were following the account in question.

Deepest apologies

Before I say anything else: I speak for everyone at TMHFN/Rainbow Direction when I say how deeply sorry we are that this happened and that you have been hurt by it. We love all the boys, we welcome all fans whatever they ship, and we condemn all forms of hate.

Some might also need specific reminding that we love Louis. We do. Our blog was named after a twitter incident with homophobia directed at Louis. One of TMHFN’s early actions was speaking up against the homophobic slurs flying around on twitter after Louis joined a football team. On so many occasions we’ve pointed people to the interview in which Louis – when asked whether he appreciated gay and straight fans both – said that “I think it’s great, all fans are fans of our music so it doesn’t really matter what or who they are.” We have supported his music and solo career. And while we’ll never know whether they were in support of Rainbow Direction, we did take notice of Louis’ various rainbow themed T-shirts that he’s worn at important occasions over the years. So we love him, like we love all the boys, and we like to think he loves us, like he loves all his fans.  

What happened

It’s been more than four years since the start of TMHFN and this is not the first time we’ve encountered crisis. From the past we’ve learned not to judge too quickly and to take the time to take things in, find out what really happened, and listen to everyone’s point of view.

For the past couple of days, whenever we were all awake and were able to discuss (we are spread over 4 time zones and 2 continents) we have been talking about what happened and how it could have happened.

Only the five current core team members (Li, Ellis, Tamara, Edwin and I) have access to the social media accounts.  We have an indiscriminate follow-back policy, which is how the tweet showed up on our timeline. Its mention of homophobia was the reason why it attracted attention.

All five of us have known each other a long time, and we trust each other 100% . We are absolutely sure that no one here supports what the tweet said. We are therefore absolutely sure no one here liked the tweet thinking they were on their personal account. We are also absolutely sure no one here liked the tweet from our account on purpose for whatever reason.

Which leaves only two possibilities – a hack, or an accident. Since we consider the former to be a bit unlikely – our only reasonable conclusion is that it must have been a slip of the finger while checking out this tweet on our timeline for its mention of homophobia.

That night, being the only one on the account still awake, Edwin had already come to this conclusion: that it must have been a mistake, likely his since he was the last one on the account. He immediately took full responsibility for the error, apologizing for it, correcting it and offering his resignation. In doing so, he put Rainbow Direction and the principles it stands for above his own interests. And I am sure that every single one of us would have done the same.

What we stand for

That’s because we are all convinced that what we are doing here – trying to create visibility for marginalized young people, trying to create a safe space for all young music fans to be themselves, trying to make this 40 million strong fandom/community more inclusive for the 10% of it that doesn’t identify as straight – is bigger and far more important than any single one of us.

Thank you to everyone who has notified, expressed their anger, shown understanding, supported, been completely honest with us,… We appreciate and understand everyone’s reactions - we are also shocked and saddened that this happened - and will do everything we can to keep TMHFN and RD the positive, safe community that it has been to so many of us.

If what happened last night makes you feel you can no longer support Rainbow Direction, we fully understand that.  You can sign off by simply dropping us an ask/DM.

I ask you with urgency, though, that however you feel about this, please NOT to abandon you rainbows whatever else you do. There are about 4 million LGBTQ+ One Direction fans who need you to make them feel safe here. Remove your name, drop our tags, but please keep the rainbows.

No limits to love

There is one thing I do need to get off my chest. Like everyone else here, I have been taken aback by the speed and harshness with which this error was judged before we were even aware of it, and it’s been shocking to see the way it was blamed on various people who had nothing at all to do with it.

It’s symptomatic of a fandom that seems to be deeply divided into factions ever since the boys started releasing solo albums. As a bisexual polyamorous person I cannot count the times I have had to explain that “loving one person/gender doesn’t mean I’d love the other(s) any less, because there isn’t a limited amount of love”.

I am saying it again about love for music today: it’s perfectly possible to love two (or more) artists at the same time. Even if they are from the same band. And can we please also love each other a little bit more? Treat each other with a little bit more kindness (Harry), always assume best intentions (our own lovely Ellis), and find some mildness, some forgiveness in ourselves.

I have not accepted Edwin’s resignation, and was supported in that decision by the three other colleagues. Movements and organisations are driven by people, and people inevitably make mistakes sometimes. People who own up to their mistakes and learn from them should be valued, because they are the only ones that grow.

This organisation too will try to learn from its mistakes and improve. Edwin is taking a role that doesn’t involve access to the social media accounts. We’ll clarify our Twitter followback policy and simplify our “likes” policy, or abandon likes alltogether, as some of you have suggested. We’re also putting in place a password system that should allow us to correct any mistakes much sooner. As always, we welcome all of your concerns and any suggestions on how to improve.

I’ll close off by saying thank you, once again, to those of you who shared their feelings about what happened with us, whether positive or negative, we have learned from all of you. Thank you for your support and thank for your honesty. The five of us remain as committed as ever to create a safe space in this fandom for LGBTQ+ fans and hope we can count on many of you to make that happen with us. Together we are stronger.

All my love

Kat

Okay, a bit more on the violent, semi-pessimistic, more stereotypically Orcish side of things. Possible triggers. Graphic. R-word.

A bit of backstory to this little hypothesis: Humans figured out our differences somehow. Terrorism peaked, religions crumbled, and we had one REEEAAALLY big bad bloody war. Lots of people died. Man’s inhumanity to man. Rape, humiliation, genocide, slaughter of innocents, Armageddon, Ragnarök. That sort of thing. We vowed through accords and treaties, even in the colonization of other worlds and systems (and any conflicts that may result from such) we would seek to end things peacefully, because everyone’s just so tired. They don’t want to spill blood anymore. They vow to protect their societies and their children from such horrors ever again, and never visit such a low point ever again for the sake of humanity. Call it the Blooding Years. Makes the World Wars, Holocaust and the Crusades look tame.

Jump forward a few hundred or good thousand years.

Race really isnt a thing anymore, save for a few varied vestigal traits here and there. People are still spiritual and have faiths and superstitions, and we have made our peace with nature and spirituality, but organized religion itself is something mostly relegated to our bloody past. Although we put the Blooding Years behind us, something so profound is sure to leave some marring and scars on the general psyche of a people, even generations down the line. We are as peaceful as we can be, despite gallows humor and general mental maladjustment taking a spike in recent generations. So, in short, we’re just a bunch of vaguely beige space monkeys with twitchy temperaments trying to be peaceful and stuff.

We have spread to a few systems outside Sol. We’ve contacted a handful of species out in the stars. Xenophobia was a thing, but we’re getting over it. We have a few ‘hybrid’ systems where we coexist, a la [insert sci-fi title here] style. Aliens are learning to like us for our resilency and hard work, but having learned from our history (which was liberally gifted to those among them that would read it), they give us a wide berth, despite keeping steady trade and peaceful relations.

And then, as the old saying goes, shit happens.

A bunch of genocidal xenophobic maniacs come out of nowhere and decide “WE OWN THIS SHIT, AND YOU ARE AN AFFRONT TO GARGASCHMARGAL THE BLOODY! YOU MUST BE [insert evil villain endgame here] !!!” and essentially try to out-Space-Orc the Space Orcs. The Galactic Union, or whatever the assembly of alien races view themselves as (and with which we are allied with but decide not to unify with) launch an offensive! They fight! They clash! In the words of Willem Dafoe, “THERE WAS A FIRE FIGHT!”

Annnnd they lose. Horribly. Entire fleets are laid waste. Worlds fall. Star systems crumble. Trillions die.

And then, after their bloody campaign, having beaten back even the forces bolstered by humans, and after enslaving or euthanizing any other people that stood before them, they arrived at the doorstep to human space, and after a gorefest, essentially Hiroshima a garden world. Eden-in-the-Wind.

-cue the seriousness-

Word got back to Earth, Inner, and Outer Colonies. Eden-in-the-Wind is gone. Dust. Vids came back from the now-dead world. Women and children executed. People being eaten as they are simultaneously being used for sexual pleasure. An infant used as a soccer ball. Skulls with still-bleeding vertebra dangling from belts.

Mayhem bore its crown. The wolf stirred. And Hell reigned.

Those allied aliens that remained and sought refuge on human worlds watched in horror as formal governments dissolved, treaties were burnt, and every human down to the last howled into the winds. We embraced the ways of old. We broke hockey sticks for impromptu spears. We cannibalized vehicles for their precious metal, so that they could have blades to drink blood with. We melted down memorials, so that we could have bullets to slay foes with. We renamed our ships, which served as names of peace and progress and remembrance. They now beared the names of hatred, and death, and destruction; Sathanna, Gehena, Lucifer, Ragnarök, Deluge, Armageddon, Uziel, Uoke, Shiva.

What once was an organized military force was now a hodge-podge fleet of battleships, cargo ships, carriers, dreadnoughts, and even civilian transports. Children carried rifles. Mothers carried swords. Fathers carried axes. Brothers and sisters exchanged spears and pistols. Bitter neighbors mended fences in the name of vengeance. The wheel turned once more, and the wolf within no longer stirred, but ruthlessly hunted, awoken by the stench of blood and gore.

The ships more or less crash, stead of land. We find whatever worlds these bugs have taken, and fall upon it as a horde of foaming teeth.

Allied aliens deemed it appropriate to seek revenge alongside, but were appaled by the horror that humanity was so easy and ready to visit upon these foes. They partook in adrenaline shots and metabolized psilocybin. They drunk of alcohol distilled from the blood of these genocidal demons. They detonated bombs that had still-screaming enemies piled atop them beforehand. They sent crates full of heads back to hostile commanders. They glassed entire worlds from orbit. They beat these foes back to their homeworld, having ruthlessly dogged them to the edge of oblivion.

Eventually, there were no new bodies to crumple. Eventually, there was no fresh blood to spill. Eventually, all that was left of this enemy that had scourged this corner of the galaxy for 75 years was a whimpering, bloodied remnant of their hierarchy, and a dwindling few thousand left to their populace.

Their god-king laid beaten and bloody upon the crumbled remains of his golden throne. He asks to but a girl, no more than 14, that approaches him, sadistically grinning in the dim light of the royal chamber.

“Why? Why have you come here? Is your bloodlust not sated!? We conceded five of your cycles ago! We know what you are capable of! We fear you! Why?! Why do you still come?!”

The girl stops, close enough to smell the copper tang of the alien’s blood on its breath.

“Sic semper tyrannis,” she blurted out, in a dead tongue that the alien did not understand. She drew the knife in her belt and beheaded him, his gurgling screams resounding through the chamber.

She left through the front doors of the palace, the bronze sunset glinted off the golden palace buttresses and arches. She still clutched the god-king’s dripping head by his antennae, her purple-stained hand white-knuckled in victorious fury. A small congregation of aliens bowed and knelt before them, raising claws and feelers in terrified begs and prayers. She tossed the head down the steps, and watched it bump and roll the length down, halting with a wet thump at the base.

And as the congregation shuddered and yelped, completely catatonic at the realization that their god-king is dead, they turned their gaze to the humans, boarding their dropship, ascending into the clouds. They never returned.

Humanity drew back its severely-pruned numbers. They retreated to Earth, to serve a self-imposed penance. The remaining allied aliens, now repopulating their numbers, were gifted the colonies that humanity had once taken. They wondered why humanity was retreating to Earth.

Shexan, a member of the founding race of the Galactic Union, confronted his human friend, Jonathan, though keeping a healthy distance after what he had witnessed.

“Why do your people leave, Smith-Jonathan? You have won, why do your people not rule?” it inquired.

“We did not want to win. Because we knew what we needed to do to win. And we did not want to return to that.”

“To what, Smith-Jonathan?”

“To what we learned not to be.”

“Jonathan?”

“The lessons of the past will be repeated until they are learned.”

Jonathan turned from his new friend, tears streaming down his ragged face, as he departed into the darkness of the transport, its heavy bulkhead doors clunking shut behind him. The transport lifted into the stars. In all the years since that Shexan lived on TRAPPIST-1-b, he did not see a single human return.

The Sol system was, at the behest of humanity itself, marked as an uninhabitable system, and was restricted from entry. And, so has it remained, since.

Submitted by: @bartwelchii 

So, someone, and I’m sorry I can’t remember who, @k-vichan pointed out that on the T in the title card and in the center you can see an inverted cross and that this is a symbol associated with two things: Satanism…and Saint Peter.

Peter was, if you don’t know, the first Pope. Peter=rock. Christ told him “You are the rock on which I shall build, blah blah.” He was crucified upside down because he didn’t think himself worthy of dying the same way as Christ.

Well, we got another Peter in this episode - Pirate Pete. This is where Jack finds himself when he’s alone and, metaphorically at Sea. Peter, the apostle by the way, was a fisherman. 

He meets Clark, who I loved. Clark bragged that he was untouchable in his job and made butt jokes, and guided Jack. Clark is our Cas mirror. Ironically, he IS removed from his job but being stabbed by an angel blade…but he’s going to be fine. Jack doesn’t save him however, which is telling. 

So we have Jack finding a substitute Cas at Peter’s place. Jack, like Peter’s cross has divine and satanic elements to him. Does that make Jack or Cas Peter? Is Jack the rock on which they can indeed build a new world?

And can we also talk about having Dean have his moment praying for Cas at a place named after guys that live on fucking SHIPS???

I’m tired and please feel free to discuss, but it’s all really interesting symbolism.

hunk and lance friendship hcs
  • Hunk and Lance knew each other before the Garrison and have been bffs since childhood
  • Hunk and Lance didn’t meet in the same preschool nor did they ever go to the same school (until the garrison) but met each other in a nearby playground where they continued to meet up for the next 8-11 years of their life, they usually let off steam about the shit that goes down in their schools.
  • “Like, if you’re going to steal something from the mall -” “Don’t wear your uniform?” “EXACTLY. God, that guy was so stupid.” “Agreed.”
  • “Then… then he KICKED the guy’s nose!!! He was bleeding, Lance! He needed to be taken to the hospital!!” “Oh my God, and then what?” “A girl was crying the whole entire time and -” the stories they share go on and on.
  • Lance’s mom and Hunk’s mom are interested in the same things so their sons r bffs and so r they and their moms drag them off sometimes to do grocery shopping but Hunk and Lance are aways ‘can’t we just stay at hoooommmmeeee?’ ‘no you’re going to help me and hunk’s mom buy groceries for our party’ ‘what party????’ ‘a joint family party!!!!’ ‘??????? !!!! A JOINT FAMILY PARTY ????’
  • Hunk’s family and Lance’s family are really close buds now
  • It’s almost surreal how much the two families are alike to interests???
  • Hunk and Lance meet up after graduating middle school and decide to finally enrol in the same school. Both of them couldn’t have been anymore excited and happy.
  • Hunk is Lance’s only tether to Earth because Hunk is childhood and playground days, fighting off bullies and staying up at night under covers and pillow forts, charting stars while laying on muddy grass after rain, stealing cookies when their mothers aren’t looking, and making stupid jokes together as the sun went down – all of their world, quiet and soft and sound.
  • Lance loves Hunk and Hunk loves Lance. They’re best friends, because water breathes life on Earth and what is water without it’s Earth?
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in this gifset we have jung hoseok, stressed out because he has to pick a gift for his “secret friend”, which happened to be min yoongi who cutely calmly sips on his drink. 

honestly this part was so funny because hoseok can’t find a right time to buy something for yoongi because they are always together. and pretty sure yoongi has already figured it out, but it’s funny watching hoseok panic like that so…

Let’s be history detectives...

As I’ve been posting old photos from my collection on here and my personal blog I’ve mentioned a few times that my favorite thing in the world is to buy historical photos/albums/diaries/etc. with little or no identification and try to track down clues about them.

I’ve received a few PMs (and get questioned often in real life) as to how I go about this, so I thought I would document the project I’m working on today to give people a basic idea of my process.

TODAY’S PROJECT…

is this “A Line A Day” five year diary which covers the years 1933-1937.

I’ve featured it before on Ye Olde News for it’s page of “Nothing Special” entries.

The diary has no name in it and the majority of the entries are incredibly vague such as “I went downtown” or “It snowed today”.

Let’s see what we can find out.

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