keeping the world out

@kittyboo8015 perhaps my line of questioning this afternoon was a give-away…

[Send Me A Number, I’m Desperate]


45. “I need a favor.”

[~500 words, Vampire AU, modern times]

Baby you need to leave,
‘Cause I’m getting drunk on your noble deeds.
It doesn’t matter that they don’t get done,
When I feel this cold they’re like the fucking sun.

Baby I need a friend,
But I’m a vampire smile, you’ll meet a sticky end.

-Vampire Smile, Kyla La Grange


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T H E   T R U T H   - EXO’rDIUM Opening VCR

It is hard to know, what is true or what is false.
We all believe what we see with our eyes.
So people do not believe each other, fight each other, and hurt others.
But this is why we are so special.
However, we people, are sometimes very dangerous.
We care about each other, but we also hate one another.
When one’s truth collides with other’s truth, so many things gets destroyed.
Is that why?
This is the reason, why we have them.
From now on, I will tell you from when they existed, and where they are.
And the truth lies all around us.
The nine stories that I will tell you from now on, is the truth that people did not know.

(please click on the gifs for the story behind it)

If there’s one thing I’ve learned in the past few months it’s that no one and I mean no one in the world is going to keep dragging you out of bed on your bad days and no one is going to be patient enough to wait for your anxiety attack to be over so you can say what’s on your mind. You, you have to love yourself enough to do these things. Life, you have to want it so bad. Only you can stop wasting your own time. 
My doctor said don’t waste your youth and my teacher told me to stop staring walls and just do something and my best friend, she said staying in bed is easier yes , but what’s the point? You can’t let your feelings swallow you. 
And you see, you can repeat those words in your head over and over but what’s the point if you stay still at the same exact point where your feet tripped ? 
Take one little step. For you, for me just do something
—  Yara, Notes to You
  • Adult Fiction: "I'm a Sad Woman who can't remember the last time I was happy. My husband doesn't satisfy me and I'm constantly searching for something Else™ to give my life meaning."
  • YA Fiction: "I'm an Angsty Teen with a Mission I didn't ask for, but I will find a way to survive it and givE MY OWN LIFE MEANING."
  • Adult Fiction: "Sad: It's 'happy' for deep people."
  • YA Fiction: "Somehow she managed to smile and laugh, despite all that had been done to her."
  • Adult Fiction: 300 pages long - dragging, how can there be that much left?
  • YA Fiction: 750 pages long - YES, good, no wait... EVEN MORE PLEASE!
  • Adult Fiction: Welp, our audience is basically halfway to death anyway, so the moral is: Just try to stay alive until it's time to die.
  • YA Fiction: Hey there, we know everything sucks, but you're not the only one feeling that way. Find your people, keep your fire going, fight your way out! Make a better world!

Things I can’t deal with: “aces aren’t oppressed because not being sexual is considered pure and good”

Yeah, if you’re a white woman. I am sick and tired of people dismissing the complicated relationships POC have to sexuality (in the “being sexual” sense, not the orientation sense, though that’s it’s own maze of complexity). And when we do talk about, it’s solely about hypersexualization, which is only half of the puzzle.

Brown and black people of all genders are also desexualized. That’s true overall, but I can only speak in detail about the experience of being a south asian brown woman. Me being non-sexual is NOT seen as pure and good. It’s seen as my default state. Even more so because I am not thin by any definition (fat people, and fat POC in particular, have that extra layer of desexualization to deal with). I am not “pure” when I don’t have sex and “dirty” when I do. Non-sexual is seen as my “natural” state of being. Having sexual desire/being sexual, for a brown fat girl, speeds right on past “dirty” and into “repulsive”. It’s not naughty or scandalous, it’s unnatural, gross, the abject.

Asexuality as an identity is already so much to try to grapple with when you have this history of colonialism and white supremacy defining what it means to be sexual. I don’t fucking need white lgbt people preaching to me about how society ~values~ lack of sexuality/sexual desire, when imposing that lack upon us has been one of the historical tools of white supremacy.

On a separate but related note - it also smacks very much to me of the whole “society’s ideal woman is bisexual”! Which again a) completely misunderstands the definition of the identity and b) imposes a ridiculously narrow white-centric understanding of sexuality onto the whole goddamn world.

  • Olympic announcer 1: sad to hear about Ovechkin's injury
  • Olympic announcer 2: me too, Tom, but he should only be out two weeks, the capitals are going to have to learn how to play without him.
  • Olympic announcer 1: on a completely unrelated note, down at the nice we see Team Russia's surprise pick for Alternate, from Moscow, Alexander Novechkin.
  • Olympic announcer 2: Yes, Novechkin is a virtually unheard of player for Team Russia but has definitely impressed the higher ups. Plus I hear his power play shot is the best in the world.
  • Olympic Announcer 1: yes keeping a player like him out of the olympics would just be unfair.
LGBTQ Books:

Straight Jacket by Matthew Todd

Fun Home by Alison Bechdel

Physical by Andrew McMillian

Simon vs The Homo Sapians Agenda by Becky Albertalli

Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe by Benjamin Alire Sàenz

This Book is Gay by James Dawson

If You Could be Mine by Sara Farizan

I am J by Cris Beam

Carry On by Rainbow Rowell

Symptoms of Being Human by Jeff Garvin

Will Grayson Will Grayson by John Green and David Levithan

Boy Meets Boy by David Levithan

I’ll Give You the Sun by Jandy Nelson

Two Boys Kissing by David Levithan

More Than This by Patrick Ness

More Happy Than Not by Adam Silvera

We Awaken by Calista Lynne

The hardest thing I have to deal with on a daily fucking basis is the double standard in this fandom. Let’s just imagine:

  • if it had been Tony Stark who said Fuck You the entire UN governing system?
  • If it had been Tony Stark who’d kept, say, the information about Bucky becoming the winter soldier from steve?
  • If steve had done everything, got into multiple fights and battles with the UN and flown across the whole world, just to keep Tony out of jail, and then have him run off anyway and make everything 10× worse for him?
  • If Steve had been the one manipulated by Wanda?
  • If Steve had been the one to bring Peter into the fight, under the assumption there would be no actual conflict and just wanted more manpower, and then Tony had been the one to drop an aircraft on him?

Tl;dr- Even if you completely reversed their actions, somehow, magically, Steve Rogers would still be the hero, And tony stark would still be villainized.

Me watching Diana Prince go through the no man’s land

She’s out of this world!! Nobody can keep her with her !! I mean look at her go !! Look at the things she does !!! She’s extraordinary , she’s amazing , she’s astonishing , she’s marvelous ,she’s phenomenal , she’s prodigious ,she’s  … She’s … She’s…

She’s a wonder woman

When Scorpius is old enough to understand, Astoria teaches him about the meaning of Father’s Day and little Scorpius gets all excited cause now he can buy gifts for Dad on days other than Christmas =)

A very veryyy rough sketch for Father’s Day. Wanted to sneak this in before the day was over. I just love how much Scorpius absolutely adores his father.

Every team 7 ship VS NaruHina

To the clique that argued with me in the saltiest of ways, I dedicate to you my first ever anti nh post. I hope you think twice about telling people to kill themselves over your self insert and stop being a pimple on society’s ass.

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jewish-fangirl-life  asked:

Mom mom mom! How is Nathan gonna keep kosher if he's a werewolf? I think I might have missed whether or not he can control himself while he's a wolf, but how does it work?

True blooded werewolves in Hunger Pangs are better able to control what they do as wolves, with full moons being the exception where the human brain takes a backseat and tries not to cringe too hard at the stuff that goes on. It’s sort of accepted mythology that an agreement with the gods was reached, and that in exchange for their powers they have to go through the change once a month without fail as payment for their long lives and supernatural abilities, and as with any culture when new people come into it, certain new traits and beliefs shifted and changed over the years, and at some point the werewolf culture in Nathan’s part of the world, began to include the practice of keeping kosher during human phases of their life, as a means of separating themselves from actual wolves.

And I’ll level with you at this point, this idea is something purely from my childhood. 

My dad was raised by his Jewish grandmother, he grew up keeping kosher and went on to become a kosher butcher and our household was kept kosher purely out of habit and familiarity even though us kids were all baptized Christian. 

He was also a story teller and liked to mix and match his myths, and at the time when I was getting super into the local Celtic mythology and reading everything my grubby little hands could reach in the library, was also when my dad started writing stories for me and telling me about Great Grandma who was Different from my other Grandma and also why we had two kitchen sinks in the house and two fridges and two sets of knives for everything, and why the family sometimes lapsed into Yiddish when arguing, because I dunno if you’ve ever heard angry Scottish people arguing in Yiddish, but it’s a damn fine way to be expressively ticked off.

One of the stories was a werewolf (wulver in Celtic lore) whose angst came from needing to atone for the things he ate as a wolf, not because he was inherently a monster, but because he was Jewish and couldn’t keep kosher on full moons. And my dad made it funny, he made up stories about all the things this wulver would do to try and keep to his faith, about going to see his Rabbi and asking really specific and weirdly obscure questions and the Rabbi was eventually like listen, kid, whatever is going on, take it up with the Big Guy, you’re doing your best and that’s all you ever can do. If He doesn’t like it, that’s His problem for letting it happen, tell him that…in the meantime…make amends however you see fit for…whatever you got going on. Just be a good person, kiddo, or…whatever you are. G-d will understand.

Which was how my dad worked in the Celtic lore part about how wulvers would guard children and feed starving families and give money to charity and just generally be a swell guy who after the end of every full moon had a tendency to brush his teeth really hard while muttering about being chosen for this life. In the end, the man realizes it is not a curse, but a means to help people who need it the most. What is actually a small inconvenience to him (ie not always being able to keep kosher due to circumstances outwith his control), has prompted him to do great wonderful things for those around him, and perhaps without his monthly suffering he would not be the good, kind person he became. Which I suppose was my father’s heavy handed way of trying to tell me—in the way his grandmother told him—you can overcome suffering, and that which you cannot overcome, you persevere with and try to do good anyway.

A little thickly laid on perhaps, but it stayed with me, evidently, as some 20 years later I write about a werewolf who doesn’t quite know if he believes in gods, but still keeps to their in-world-version of kosher out of habit and looks at the suffering in the world around him and decides kindness is the remedy.

anonymous asked:

Dad, what are your thoughts on awkward sugar daddy Yuuri " I-didn't-mean-to-do-this-I-just-wanted-to-give-him-socks-and-play-with-his-hair" Katsuki and smitten sugar baby Victor "I'm -not-even-in-it-for-the-money-he-treats-me-right-loves-poodles-and-needs-to-be-protected" Nikiforov?

do you mean what are my thoughts on HEIR TO THE KATSUKI HOTEL FORTUNE yuuri katsuki, who is so bad at hitting on victor nikiforov that victor nikiforov thinks that he has to sell his body for a sponsorship??? 

yuuri keeps taking him out for dinner and travels all over the world to see him in competition and is always so surprised when victor takes time out of his crazy schedule to be with him!! yuuri doesn’t mind sliding his limitless credit card over a handful of boutique counters in several different countries after taking victor out shopping, because victor loves fashion, and yuuri loves victor and the things victor loves.  yuuri maybe thinks that he and victor are dating eventually, because these are dates, right?? victor could always say NO, but he never says no, and maybe it’s because for once in yuuri katsuki’s dumb awful lonely rich kid life, someone likes him back. and it’s not like the only reason that victor is doing these things is because Katsuki Hotels is a global chain and one of the biggest ISU sponsors that keeps a roof over victor’s head.  yuuri stays out of those negotiations and lets his father do the talking while he awkwardly stands next to the ficus in ballroom banquets drinking champagne.  he doesn’t even know why victor talks to him! 

(and victor would be doing these things anyway, because he loves yuuri despite himself, and even if yuuri doesn’t really see victor as a person, he’s good at pretending in the moment long enough for victor not to feel used up and torn apart every time until after when he wakes up alone in a Katsuki Hotel presidential suite.)

Date the one who doesn’t quite exist in this reality. They fade in and out and keep seeing other worlds, other lifetimes, for only a brief moment before they return. Date the being that, as you sit with them they become blurry and fade into somewhere new, returning with an alien gift like a flower or a rock. Date the one who fills your room with extra-terrestrial collectables, with stardust and plants that reach for you as you pass. Date the one who doesn’t quite stick around. Date the one that always returns to you.

millennials gothic
  • Every night there is a scratching at your doorbut you haven’t had a cat since you lived with your parents. But this is your parent’s house. Where are your parents? The scratching continues.
  • The old ones do not understand technology. Good. Your elderly aunt manages to mute the static hum of her television to ask you what an emoji is. They won’t survive.
  • Your local pizza place has taken to delivering square pizzas. The owner says you get more pizza for your money that way. There are no toppings on your pizza. He says you get even more pizza that way.
  • You don’t own a car. Nobody owns a car. The streets are alive with the movement of thousands of human bodies, walking. Nobody has anywhere to go. A hand grabs your ankle but you keep walking. Everyone keeps walking.
  • Universities around the world have been closing. Nobody goes in or out. Your clothes smell of coffee and burning paper and you don’t know why. It doesn’t wash out. 
  • Your phone buzzes. It’s a group chat. You ignore it. Your phone keeps buzzing until it’s all you can hear a cacophony of hissing and vibrating and growling. You look at the screen and realise you don’t recognise any of the names on it. You try to pick your phone up but it’s so hot it burns your fingers and you drop it. The phone shatters. The fragments keep buzzing.
  • You work day and night. Day and night. They say you’re one of the lucky ones, to be working. You’ve never known anything but work. Managers come and go. You work day and night.
  • There are ATMs everywhere but you don’t know what any of them do. All the banks have closed, but sometimes you think you can hear screaming from your local branch. You take your money to the man on the corner by your apartment who keeps your cash in his mouth. When you need change you go to him and he spits coins at you.
  • You go to the library to do research and find all the shelves empty. You can’t find any librarians but you hear howling from the back of the library. There are no books here.