reblog it like crazy

Can you believe that we’ve probably complimented over 400 people??? or more??????? (I’m tryin to keep in mind the non-compliment posts and reblogs) ????? like, that is just so crazy to think about!! this blog was so small in the beginning and I was the only admin with like 10 followers and now we have EIGHT ADMINS AND 418 FOLLOWERS AND WE’VE COMPLIMENTED AND MADE SO MANY PEOPLE HAPPY!?!?!?! LIKE THAT’S MIND BLOWING AND CRAZY AND I NEED TO GO LAYDOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!

-ADMIN KIKI

tbh i feel so worthless after watchin Taemin’s documentary like he’s there working like crazy and i’m sitting here reblogging pics like a piece of shit

Can we get some justice for Blake Brockington? He was an eighteen year old transgender boy who committed suicide recently in Charlotte, North Carolina. He won homecoming king (the first transgender at his school to do so, actually), and was a wonderful human being. His parents kicked him out at seventeen, and he was living with a foster family as the boy he knew he was. Please, you reblogged Leelah like crazy, and rightfully so, but I want some justice done for Blake.

Rest in peace, Blake. You’ll be missed.

When Yami Marik gets portrayed as a multifaceted, three-dimensional character with his own likes, dislikes, goals, and motivations

Originally posted by generic--aesthetic

When Yami Marik gets portrayed as a homicidal maniac, and nothing else

Originally posted by thorneanddameron

anonymous asked:

How does cashless society work?

If there is one post to this tumblr I want to see reblogged like crazy, it’s this one.

Originally posted by sempiternal-palimpsest

So how would a cashless society work? This is, IMHO, one of the most important questions to ask when discussing Star Trek in general. 

Roddenberry had a vision which continues to motivate and inspire people today, because it envisioned humanity so far beyond its time. It allowed the show to craft an ideal. Something that may never be completely achieved, but that should be strived for continually. Providing not a roadmap, but a light to follow. 

Social issues are incredibly important, and are not to be understated when discussing this specific topic- they are the fundamental ideals within the Star Trek universe. But close behind this is the concept of economic enlightenment. In fact, I would argue they are fundamentally one in the same. In order for us to find love among all of us, without any hate or envy or fear, we need to find means of providing for everyone, so that everyone can be given the same opportunities to choose how they live their lives. 

One aspect of this Roddenberry version of a fair and enlightened global society would be one with no cash. 

But How Does That Work?

How, can anything work without cash? Or to clarify, money? I don’t believe it could right now, but in the future, if certain issues were solved, we could be well on our way. Here are three aspects of our society that will need to be addressed or achieved before we would even be close:

Originally posted by gameraboy

1. There needs to be a movement to Post-Scarcity

People need to have easy access to homes, health, and the basic comforts that money currently is required to attain. 

There’s a lot of talk about a “post-scarcity” economy. With 3d-printers, efficient production, and global access to information we are already moving towards this. But one big hurdle in this issue is energy. Until we find a means of providing nearly limitless energy to the entire planet, a post-scarcity society will be very hard to maintain. (Cold fusion is an exciting potential leap forward)

Originally posted by the-future-now

2. Automation for the dangerous jobs and Universal Basic Income

We need robots to do the repetitive and dangerous jobs people shouldn’t do or just don’t want to do. The more these jobs are taken up by robots, the more there will be a need for a Universal Basic Income. The general concept is this: companies that produce goods while removing jobs from the market will need to pay tax on the robots that were once paying jobs. The money will then be given to the citizens as a dividend. This will eventually be the foundation for providing a universal live-able distribution of resources to everyone. 

Originally posted by hawkeye-is-my-wife

3. Debt needs to be reversed 

The final issue is debt will need to be removed from society. This is arguably the hardest to understand and I imagine even harder to implement. Our current understanding of economics runs on debt. Person A gives money to Person B so that person B can make more money and give back that money (plus interest) to person A. The problem is this seems to allow the money to be consolidated into large pools. Currently the top 8 richest people in the world hold more wealth than the bottom half. 

We need a way to believe in a society that can work in reverse. A society where we pay it forward, rather than pay it back. This is where I haven’t fully understood the ideas being proposed. But one thing is certain, those in the top 1% will need to provide for those in need for this to ever work. There needs to be a rational, if not spiritual enlightenment among the richest in the world that we need to all have a place in society. A place unburdened by overwhelming fiscal obligation. When people don’t owe money, they can make the choices that benefit themselves and the rest of us at the same time. Rather than the choice that just makes them money.

I honestly think this is the biggest hurdle out of all of them. Because while the other issues can be solved with technological and political progress, this one truly requires a global enlightenment. Yes things like bitcoin and ethereum might help, but this is a bigger problem than just banking access and credit.

*Takes Deep Breath*

So that’s one take on Roddenberry’s vision of a cashless society. It’s something I truly hope comes to fruition.  A world where people are secure in knowing they have access to healthcare, a home, and the ability to pursue their passion. A world where all its people are freed to be their best self. Where creativity and science and kindness have priority. Orchestras could play in the park for free. Artists could make paintings of anything for anyone they wish. Scientists can spend their time inventing what they believe will help the planet the most. And we can finally get to the business of exploring the stars. 

Originally posted by jimtkirkent

Me: *Goes to person’s blog*
Me: *Forgets I’m on blog*
Me: *Stays on blog for 45 minutes liking and reblogging like crazy*
Me: *Remembers I’m on person’s blog*
Me: *Leaves blog and acts like nothing ever happened*

Flowers in the Window-A Fic by Harrysaliengirlfriend

COMING SOON.

A multi-chaptered fic by harrysaliengirlfriend

Flowers in the Window

Despite a rocky first meeting with Harry Styles, he insists on being Emma’s friend in her time of need. He offers up all he can-including his home. But with the pair living together, is more-than-friends the inevitable? Or are there some things even the generous Harry can’t offer?

A roommates/friends-to-lovers fic about slowly falling out of and in love. 

Home || Spencer Reid x Reader

( GIF BY @toyboxboy ! )

Summary of plot: Spencer gets home from a hard day at work, but you calm him down and you realize how much he means to you, finally saying those three words you have been dying to hear. 

Rating: 11+

Length: Medium, 1089 words

A/N: Hey all! I am a new Spencer/Matthew acc that does some one shots and gifs and reblogs stuff like crazy so I would LOVE if you could give this first post some affection and reblog and stuff and yeah anyway now for the reason you are all probably reading this!! 


You had been waiting so long, the excruciating hours slowly counting down as you tried to fathom the length of time until Spencer was home, cutting the remaining minutes into small intervals in your head. Paint streaked your sore knees resembling a light brush stroke in one area, or harsh, mindless splatters in another, bringing your whole ensemble together to resemble what you really were both mentally and literally - a mess.

It had been a hard day in the new apartment you and Spencer had bought, yet he was nowhere to be seen because according to him, the team needs his “substantially large IQ” and his “relevant fun facts” to solve the cases the BAU comes across. In all actuality it didn’t really matter to you, you adored the fact that such an attractive man was so useful to the world, even on a small scale.

The time had continued to drone within your mind, constantly glancing at the clock as if you were a child back in high school, waiting for the big hand to reach the twelve so you could be free from all the stress and anxiety school had in store for you. It has been like this everyday - you would wait like a dog for Spencer to come home, only to work on the damn house some more. But it was okay, because the renovations were almost finished and you had fun spending time with the boy that you fell in love with.

As you finish the last coat of dark blue paint in the Office, or, Spencer’s Man Cave, (consisting of endless Edgar Allan Poe writings and a plethora of random items he thought were irreplaceable from his childhood) it’s almost as if on cue you hear that same floorboard creek - the one fault Spencer insisted on keeping because it “added rustic character”, (even though the only rustic ideal it added was the color of your skin from tripping over it so many times) - and I know he’s home.

“Y/N?” He calls, his voice clearly strained from a long day of work and talking about statistics. Surprisingly he still has a voice by the end of the day, considering he won’t shut up long enough for you to get in an “I love you” before he passes out in your bed at the end of the day. He had never said it before, but you felt as if it was something that didn’t need to be said, because it was already felt.

You call back to him, giving an indication that you are in the office, well, his “man cave”. He comes in with a sad smile on his face, the pain still in his eyes from a day of witnessing the unthinkable. You can tell it was one of the worst days for him, it was almost as if you can see the red hue and tears forming in his eyes. He had to deal with a kid today.

“What’s wrong?” You drop the dripping roller soaked in paint and run to him, your blue pigmented arms encasing his thin torso.

“We had this kid… we got to him too late Y/N.” His eyes started to water and you just hugged him tighter, trying to squeeze any pain he had out of his body. He never deserved this, and sometimes you hated that he was in the FBI, but he loved it so much you just kept that your little secret.

Spencer eventually wraps his frail hands around your waist, slowly letting his face fall into the warm crook of your neck, letting the unsettling silence speak for itself. You run your colorful fingers through his hair - as much as you could reach - and butterfly kiss his neck. That’s what you always did to make him feel better, and usually it worked. He eventually came unravelled from your waist and his hands found their place on your chin.

His sad eyes mask your own, the delicate brown iris’s showing a reflection of yourself as you look up to him. The small smile eventually prevailed, trailing from the start of his lips, to the profound dimples that adorned his soft face. You smile back, knowing that he was okay. Spencer’s calloused finger goes from your chin to your lips, tracing a map of the pink, damp skin before settling on them, eventually calming the gesture.

Spencer slowly gives another small grin, and you can both feel the intimacy of the proximity between you two. He tucks a small piece of hair behind your ear, putting it back in place where the pony tail that you were wearing should have held, but didn’t.

He slowly starts to lean in so that his creased forehead is touching yours, eyes and lips only inches away from each other. You just stare at each other for the longest time before Spencer closes his eyes and sighs, one of those sighs that made you feel like the weight had been lifted off of his broad shoulders.

Eventually Spencer’s lips meet yours, the soft skin moulding with your own. You smile so big - just like you normally would when he kissed you. Not a normal kiss, but a kiss like this - one that you knew meant a lot to him - a lot to the both of you.

Spencer’s large hands move from your chin to up further by your dimples, his thumbs brushing against the indented skin as he kissed you more passionately. His left hand fell effortlessly from your cheek to your waist, molding his hand to fit under the ruined shirt you were wearing. His fingers slowly went in circles around your skin, but never broke away from the lock your lips kept. The apartment was filled with silence, but the noise you felt from your mind was screaming volumes. You were happy. Finally happy.

As Spencer eventually pulled away from the kiss, he smiled an even bigger smile from before. You got lost in his grin, because you knew his smile, his arms, his way of being was like home to you. Some place you felt safe. Home was never about owning brand new couches and breaking in the bed, home wasn’t even a place. It was a person, and that person was and will always be Spencer.

“I love you, Y/N. So much.” He whispers, and finally, you realize with a small laugh, that he did shut up long enough to utter those three words your mind had been praying would fall from his lips since the moment you met him.

i really, really wanted to write something lovely here, but i can’t without being sappy, and i really don’t like sappy… i also constantly miss follower milestones, so i kinda just gave up on that, and i just wanna thank u right here, right now for following me, liking my stuff, and being super extra nice! i’m v v grateful!!! thank you so much!! <3

13 Reasons Why Imagines ?!?

If anyone is interested, I think I might start making 13RW imagines… Mainly because I need more or I’ll go crazy waiting for season 2. Like/Reblog if you’re interested. xx

Originally posted by cynicalsunset

Originally posted by void-obriens

Originally posted by void-obriens

anonymous asked:

I saw your Voltron drawings and I really wanted to know where they were from because Klance looks so freaking cute, but I didn't know where to watch it, so one of my best friends started reblogging fanart and I went full on crazy like: WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME YOU KNEW ABOUT VOLTRON? And I realised it has been on Netflix all this time. I started watching it today and it's AMAZING! LANCE AND KEITH OH MY GOD AHHHH IT'S SOOOO GOOD

YEESSSSS YES YES YES KLANCE IS SO CUTE!! Sadly I have doubts it’ll ever be canon (but with 6 more seasons who knows?) Look how sly Lance is ;P

(I added the words bc why not lol)