its a ten

And at the end of whatever day it was of the ten billion days Zagreus took to record, Lalla came up and she said ‘I think-’ as only Lalla can, 'I think it would be a really good idea (this is what you’re going to do, or I’m going to kill you) if we could do something more with Romana and Leela, I think they’re a really good team.’ and immediately that was my Gallifrey. I thought /yes, that’s how we do it/.

Gary Russell, on how Gallifrey happened

anonymous asked:

Why all the Mona hate? He's a talking cat who is literally less than a year old His "verbal abuse" are playground insults at their most offensive He doesn't understand human social rules, as evidenced by his fawning over Ann, how he literally doesn't know how to treat people like friends. He has no filter, which is exactly why Ryuji just gets mad at him for like 10 seconds. Neither of them take it to heart, that's just the sort of bond they have; Mona's leaving the team is a different situation.

okay so this entire ask is ridiculous in the first place because he’s literally an anthropomorphic cat with human characteristics but the main thing that sticks out to me is “as evidenced by his fawning over Ann, how he literally doesn’t know how to treat people like friends” like is this how you justify that kind of behavior in real life?

Old Habits

Hello! Here’s more smooching. This time, it’s between Ioren and the other Chantry boy, and is part one of a multi-part lead-up to my ultimate, final-form ship: Cullen x Ioren x Alistair. My polyamorous heart is jumping for joy. (Reminder: Cullen and Ioren are polyamorous, though it hasn’t been mentioned in any of my writing thus far. This scene isn’t Ioren cheating!)

Words: ~2k
Pairing: Ioren Lavellan x Alistair Theirin
Rating: T for teen probably
Summary: Ioren and Alistair battle wits and cross lines on the battlements.
Tags: Alcohol consumption, smooching, joking reference to sacrificing small children for street cred (spoiler: yes, it was Alistair)

“I… I don’t suppose…” Alistair began, but trailed off, his fingers gliding up her arm. “Forgive me, if I’m being too… Well—”

“Alistair,” she interrupted, placing a hand on his chest. Through the thin fabric of his tunic, she could feel his heart pounding. Not just me, then.

“Yes?” The word was more air than sound.

“Stop talking for once and kiss me.”

Eyebrows raised, he grinned and teased, “Is—that an order?”

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Katie McGrath Appreciation Week

Day Seven: Free Choice - Filmography

I just want to do good work. If it’s shot in Hungary, if it’s shot in Russia, if it’s shot in America, if it’s shot in England, you just want to do something you can stand up and say “I’m proud of it”