Every time I hear a political speech or I read those of our leaders, I am horrified at having, for years, heard nothing which sounded human. It is always the same words telling the same lies. And the fact that men accept this, that the people’s anger has not destroyed these hollow clowns, strikes me as proof that men attribute no importance to the way they are governed; that they gamble — yes, gamble — with a whole part of their life and their so-called ‘vital interests’
You stop at the Florida border after hours of driving. There is a small welcome center where a blonde woman named Karen hands you a free cup of orange juice. You excitedly ask how much longer until you reach the Keys. Karen laughs.
There is nothing but farmland for hours on either side of the highway. You have been listening to the same classic rock station for three of them, with the occasional static of lost signal. You play a game counting as many Yeehaw Junction! billboards that you see. If you guess correctly, you win a prize. There are 80 of them.
Florida has two main cryptids, the Skunk Ape, and Florida Man. You are canoeing in the swamp and you hear rustling. Swatting at gnats and mosquitos you hold your breath, you spot the Skunk Ape. A moment or two goes by, the Skunk Ape reaches up and scratches his head. He removes what was a mask all along. Florida Man is the Skunk Ape.
You visit your grandparent’s condo that’s 20 minutes from the beach. Everything in Florida is 20 minutes from the beach. There is an alligator walking on the golf course. “Let him play!!” A nearby woman shouts, as animal control attempts to capture the reptile. There will be another. There is always another.
The more south you drive, the more north it becomes. One side of the street is pouring rain with flashing lightning, the other is dead grass from decades of drought. Everyone wears flip flops, often with long sleeved shirts or hoodies. No one questions this.
It is 8:42pm on a Wednesday night. You walk into Publix, where shopping is a pleasure. Chicken tender subs are $5.99 for a whole, the man at the counter asks if you’d like to make it a combo. You never make it a combo. Two aisles over, a sweet woman asks if you’d like a free chocolate chip cookie. You say yes, and promptly buy a dozen more.
The news tells stories of wild parties and drug scandals from one of the 3 major cities. You live in the suburbs, where the craziest thing that’s happened is an iguana went into homeostasis in the winter, and rose from the dead in the summer. You switch to the local weather, rain is in the forecast again.
You have just paid $20 to park at the happiest place on earth. You used to park at the resorts and take the bus over, but they found out, and now monitor the resorts. You do not have extra magic hours but you stay past the park’s closing time anyway. It is empty except for one cast member sweeping popcorn off the floor. They have been sweeping for 27 minutes now. You are in Frontierland, but can hear It’s A Small World. You will always hear It’s A Small World.
Its almost halloween i’ve barely seen any monster apartment stuff on my dash
I had to change that SO HERE is everybodys favorite wizard smooching his monster boyfriends! ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ 💚💜❤💙
Its been a while since i first read the fic but i still love my dorky, supernatural OT4 uvu
intelligent comments, thinly veiling his totally nerding out over HOW COOL SPACE EXPLORATION IS AND HOW MUCH HE LOVES THE CREW
calm stoic response about how much he deeply appreciates the cultural importance of star trek and the way it has enhanced so many people's lives, a small smile at the corner of his mouth
incoherent screaming, suggests 24601 plot points for the next movie, does the vulcan salute
Oh gosh could you share some headcanons you have for your medieval au?
Okay okay here we go with the supercorp medieval au
Kara is really damn good at fighting. Like really damn good. Ever since she was little she’s been running around with a wooden sword pretending to be a fierce knight and begging her adoptive family to let her start properly training.
They don’t actually let her until she turns 12 and she becomes a page and it’s strenuous and difficult and she spends her days training tirelessly and she absolutely loves every second of it.
Kara rises up the ranks quickly, moving from page to squire and then from squire to knight faster than most. Eventually she’s one of the youngest to be knighted in the kingdom’s history and the house of el soon blazes out on her shield proudly whenever she rides into battle.
Lena never asked to be royalty. She spends her days getting shoved into tight corsets and uncomfortable dresses and is forced to keep her thoughts to herself about how maybe her mother and father aren’t necessarily good rulers. She watches, worrying more and more with each passing year, as the kingdom seems to fall further and further into despair under their harsh rule.
She’s a bit reckless, for a princess. Enjoys sneaking out and blatantly ignoring the suffocating rules her parents place on her life and escapes from the castle as often as possible.
Kara may be a good fighter but she is young and overeager and sometimes acts before she thinks. One day she defies a direct order from the captain of the guard and her punishment is confinement to the castle, forced to act as guard to a member of the royal family.
Lena is furious when her parents tell her that, due to her actions, she will be assigned a personal guard to watch her at all times. They hope that it will prevent her from getting into danger. Because if something happens to her brother, she is next in line for the throne and they need her to be prepared for that. They need someone to carry on their legacy.
Kara expects to be in for a boring assignment. One where she has to sit in on stuffy meetings and babysit an old uncle of the king or similar. She does not expect to be assigned to guard the princess. She also does not expect her to be so pretty.
Lena surprises both her parents when she takes one look at her new guard, the knight with the gold hair and wide blue eyes, and doesn’t argue.
Kara figures out how doomed she is very quickly, but this fact is sealed a month later when the princess kisses her in a hidden alcove of the castle. Lip paint smudging across both their lips because the princess is dressed in an elegant ballgown and she’s supposed to be dancing with royalty from far off kingdoms. But she’s kissing Kara instead and Kara can only think that she is doomed doomed doomed even as she pulls her closer.