so can the season start like .... now

5 Things That Make Me Happy

Tagged by @hannibalcatharsis-zero. Thank you!

1. H

She is the reason I’d rather be at home than anywhere else in the world most of the time. She thinks she’s not funny, which makes me laugh. She calls me Pupu and it’s the name I go by so much that when someone says my actual name I cringe. She wears my clothes sometimes and makes them more special for it. She makes me feel like 90% of the bad times is actually not that bad. 

2. Coasters

There have been these cute piggy coasters in my kitchen cupboard for a few years now and I’ve never learned to use them. Now they’re all over the flat and can you believe it? They actually work. Miraculous! 

3. Spring

It’s the start of bicycling season. I started on Tuesday and I feel about 50% stronger and healthier already. There are a lot more fresh local food items in the shop. Light is nice after a long winter. No need for winter coat soon. Finnish people are marginally less gloomy and anti-social. 

4. Anti-capitalistic messages I keep spotting

I think it was yesterday after therapy when I spotted an anti-capitalism message  on the wall of a bus stop. I stared at it in delight for so long I nearly let the bus I was supposed to get on drive by (oh no).

5. Veganism

This is a thing that will probably never stop making me happy. First it was a decision, then it was a commitment and now it just is a part of me just like a hand, or a leg or an ovary. I am cruelty-free for the first time in my life and I can feel that. Like you know… fan fiction feel that. For real. 

I suppose I’m supposed to tag people. I tag everyone but especially @moonmanstan bc she’s my favourite and she should know it.

You: People are just hating on SU because it’s not like they wanted it to be

Me, an intellectual: SU started off as a fun and entertaining cartoon that slowly began to prove that it could surpass most cartoons on CN for portraying serious real world issues such as abuse, parental death, homophobia, etc. as well having a surprising and fun turn in the narrative by revealing the Crystal Gems where actual aliens trying to defy their violent government.

So of course, like any show, if it starts losing it’s touch, the audience will grow more and more annoyed. Why do you think people were growing tired of Adventure Time? Should we now accuse ex AT fans of being “ungrateful” and “whiny” for dumping a show where it’s tone and focus differs greatly from earlier seasons?

Instead of interesting monsters, more engaging scenery and fun interactions we get: human zoos, a poor and shameless allegory for anti immigrant relatives, a writer who admits to not communicating with other writers just so she can treat the show like her own fanfic, several interesting characters getting shelved and left to rot for no understandable reason, #AllLivesMatter, and being told that the revolution meant to save the earth was a MISTAKE

The show lost its charm and positive vibe that made it fun to watch. Now it’s mean-spirited, boring and frustrating. We don’t get to see fun action, we see 3 characters running a car wash. We don’t get to see more world building, we see some giant blue slave owner cry over another slave owner’s death. The Gems are barely in this show now compared to earlier seasons. There’s a reason why this show dropped massively in ratings after Bismuth.

It’s not “what we wanted it to be” it’s “what we saw, what we admired, being completely dropped and ignored for the sake of telling an even worse and less engaging narrative”


new theory as to what is going to happen next: 

Isak is desperate to learn who Mikael is and what he knows about Even - what his connection is to Even. 

I am so certain that the next clip we are going to get is Isak making a deal with Sana to help her raise the money she needs for the russbuss, only if she talks to Mikael and finds out everything she can about his connection to Even and bakka 

Just like another parallel to where Isak’s story started in season 3 when Sana blackmailed Isak into going to kosegruppa. She brought Even into Isak’s story


Isak will bring Mikael into Sana’s 

It 👏🏻  is 👏🏻 all 👏🏻 happening!👏🏻

anonymous asked:

wait trans marco is canon??????

Essentially. They haven’t said the word “transgender” and may or may not ever be allowed to, but in yesterday’s episode “Heinous,” Marco is essentially ‘outed’ to her parents as Miss Heinous comes to her house and explains that Princess Marco started an uprising in St. Olga’s, and demands justice. Marco is consistently gendered as female throughout the episode by everyone but her parents, even in the beginning when she’s not in the princess getup (Heinous actually compliments her ‘super cute new haircut.’) 

It’s then confirmed that Marco has been continuing to inspire wayward princesses to resist their oppressors as Princess Marco, and has willfully encouraged and known about this and maintained this persona without her parents’ or Star’s knowledge, and she refers to herself as “Ya girl Marco” happily before being reminded about Heinous’s existence. After the episode ends and everyone is safe, Marco, her family, and Star have a game night, and Marco says something like, “Can I stay in the dress?”

The entire episode is also peppered with coming-out double entendres, where Marco’s parents say things like “Is there anything else we should know?” “I’m not sure we should be mad,” etc., and then afterwards it being implied they were talking about their child inciting the rebellion in St. O’s, and aren’t paying attention to the Princess thing.

Heinous isn’t in the Season 2 finale but still has some cliffhangers related to her plotline so Marco will most likely start being gendered as female in regular, non-St. O’s related episodes after some more plot with her happens in season 3, for now she’s still mostly closeted.

tl;dr Marco has been secretly presenting as female part-time since halfway through Season 1 and is undeniably coded as a closeted trans girl at this point, will almost certainly properly transition over the course of Season 3. 

Roommate Problems

“I fucking hate college boys!”

Adam is livid, yelling, not even bothering to say hello, how are you? Ronan holds his phone out, away from his ear and steps out onto the front porch. The sun is setting, dousing the fields in hazy, golden light. Ronan leans against the porch railing and listens, a small smirk twisting his lips.

“Language, Parrish.”

You don’t get to call me out on my language, Ronan Lynch!” Adam huffs, exasperated.

“So…what’s so fucking terrible about college boys, College Boy?”

Adam growls and Ronan hears a door being slammed, the dull pulse of music, laughter.

“Jackson and Darren brought their friends over to celebrate 420.”

Ronan grins, delighted. “Shit.”

“Yes, exactly. The entire suite smells like pot and they keep playing this god-awful music about getting tipsy and fucking girls. I swear to God, I am this close to reporting them to the RA.”

“I’m sorry, babe, that sucks.” Ronan pulls a slender joint out of the pocket of one of Adam’s old flannel shirts. Opal’s napping with Chainsaw and while he doesn’t make smoking a habit today is special. He sparks the tip and listens to Adam rant.

“And then,” Adam continues, really worked up, “Darren’s friend brought like three bottles of Fireball and they all started doing shots and playing some ridiculous drinking game. Like all this hella stupid shit and God, what am I even doing here, Ronan? College feels like such a joke sometimes.”

“Hella?” Ronan’s voice feels different in his throat, probably due to the smoke.

“Oh, shut up.”

Ronan laughs quietly and gets up to walk through the fields. The grass is cool against his bare feet.

“Gansey spoiled you for college life, Adam. You’re never going to meet anyone like him, no one who gets such a hard on for learning.”

Adam scoffs at hard on but he doesn’t try to deny it.

“I thought it would be better than this,” he says. There’s real sorrow and disappointment in his voice. Ronan hates that Adam is gone, but even more he hates that Adam is unhappy.

“It will be,” Ronan says. “You just gotta find your tribe, man. Go to the library and find your fellow nerds. Study with them and forget about your fucking roommates.”

“Yeah, I guess,” Adam mutters. “It’s just, I’m paying to live in that room and I can’t even be in there right now.”

Ronan takes another hit, holding it in, enjoying the buzz building. Everything feels nice and lazy.

“I know,” he replies, his words drifting dreamily from his mouth. “But things’ll get better. You can move off campus next year, right? And you’ll start your classes in your major…it’ll work out.”

Adam doesn’t say anything for a while. Ronan can sense him stewing, thinking.

“How do you know so much about how college works?” Adam finally demands.

“Shit, I may live in the country but I do read, Adam.”

Adam snorts. “More like watched every season of some stupid college show.”

“Yeah, that too,” Ronan agrees easily. He’s walking by the cows, offering pats and scratching behind ears. The animals nuzzle against him, nearly knocking him over. “Anyways, I can kick Jackson’s ass the next time I visit. That dude is overdue.”

Adam laughs for real. “Yes, he is. Darren’s alright, most of the time.”

“Mmhmm,” Ronan hums. The house looks so good from the fields, the lights in the windows glowing welcome. The swallows dip and dive above the many barns, heading to their nests for the night. Fireflies rise from the tall grass, drawn to Ronan the way all his dream things are.

“Miss you,” Ronan says softly. It’s true. He never knew how hard long distance would be, how much it would hurt.

“Miss you, too,” Adam responds, and the irritation is gone from his voice, replaced by longing.

“Come home soon, okay?” Ronan holds his breathe, waiting. The sun goes down behind the trees.

“I will,” Adam promises. “Give Opal a hug for me, okay?”

“Yeah, yeah. Don’t kill your roommates, or, don’t get caught.”

A small laugh. “I never get caught.”



After Adam hangs up Ronan lays down in the field, small mice scurrying up to see if he has crumbs, the deer nosing out of the woods to settle down near him. Opal is making a racket looking for him, Chainsaw calling. Ronan finishes off his joint, watching the smoke rise into the air. He makes a finger gun and shoots it at the sky. He lets the smoke mellow him out, removing the sting of Adam’s absence, and the lingering sorrow for all that’s been lost. For now it’s a beautiful evening and his College Boy is coming home, not now, but soon.

anonymous asked:

no offense but.. it seems like people are jumping to use 'allura has seen what the galra can do' as an excuse for her to be admittedly really mean to keith. like yes, she had a reason to be vary of ulaz but that's keith, he's never given her reason to doubt him. and you're all forgetting that shiro was tortured by the galra and he trusts keith (and ulaz and kolivan), or that 90% of pidge's family was taken from her by the galra and she never shows any malice towards keith..

and you’re all forgetting that shiro was tortured by the galra and he trusts keith (and ulaz and kolivan), or that 90% of pidge’s family was taken from her by the galra and she never shows any malice towards keith..

It’s not exactly… fair, to compare everyone’s different reactions. Allura, Shiro, and Pidge all experienced different things when it comes to the Galra. 

Pidge hates them, but that hate is because of the second-hand effect they have on her life thanks to the kidnapping of her family. She knows Keith is not responsible for her family’s disappearance, ergo, there’s no reason to hate him. 

Shiro knew Keith before the show even began. Keith also considers Shiro a brother, and the feeling is probably mutual. So like, trusting Keith is basically second-nature to Shiro at this point. Any lingering issues would probably be shelved to be dealt with either a) after the final battle, or b) never considering how Shiro deals with things lmao. 

Also, Shiro’s trust in Ulaz and Kolivan… idk, I can’t remember the specifics of the season, but I always interpreted that as a) Ulaz helped Shiro escape from indefinite torture and captivity so y’know what, I’d be pretty thankful too, and b) Working with Kolivan followed on the tail end of Ulaz’s sacrifice, so Shiro would have felt obligated to continue the alliance out of respect to Ulaz. Plus, it just makes sense strategically? Shiro wants this war to be over as soon as possible, and having allies would only hasten that.

But Allura… My guys, the Galra are her oppressors. Allura is a princess to a civilization that is dead. We know how dedicated Allura is to her father’s/people’s legacy, we see it every time she treats Voltron with respect. We know Allura’s reverence for life, because we’ve seen her sacrifice herself without hesitation for planets she met only hours ago. We know how deeply Allura loves, we know how committed she is to her pledge of defending those who cannot defend themselves, and we know that she watched her people die. We know she watched her planet, her home, and the people she was sworn to protect, burn. And she knew the bastard that did it.

People think that it’s unreasonable for Allura to distrust Keith because they’ve been teammates for a while, and to some extent that is fair. But guys… Allura once trusted Zarkon. Remember all those flashbacks? Remember how Zarkon and Alfor were friends? Remember how Zarkon was there, for everything? Remember how Alfor trusted Zarkon to be the Black Paladin, how Alfor trusted Zarkon to lead Voltron and protect the universe- a universe which, by the way, included Allura?

Allura knew Zarkon. This is all speculation, but- I bet that Zarkon was once an uncle-figure to Allura. I bet that Zarkon was once Alfor’s most trusted ally, and as a show of that trust, Zarkon was present during Allura’s childhood. I bet Allura respected Zarkon. I bet she wanted to be him. I bet Allura tried to emulate the leader that her father and Zarkon both embodied. I bet that Allura trusted Zarkon.

And we all knew how that ended. So maybe… is it really that much of a stretch to say that the fear of history repeating itself reared its ugly head, and made Allura briefly distrust her own teammate?

no offense but.. it seems like people are jumping to use ‘allura has seen what the galra can do’ as an excuse for her to be admittedly really mean to keith.

Yes, it sucks that Keith’s feelings were hurt. Allura wasn’t right you guys, that’s not what I’m saying at all. She risked alienating (lol) a teammate, therefore potentially fracturing Voltron, and she also could have prolonged the fight with Zarkon by several months because she refused to work with the Blades. Allura wasn’t right.

But… this entire thing between Keith and Allura didn’t exist in a vacuum. Why are you just focusing on Keith’s feelings? Why aren’t you taking into consideration the fact that Allura has her own emotional baggage too? Why are you focused on wiping away Keith’s tears when Allura still feels the need to project an image of strength and leadership, even when she’s at her lowest and needs comforting?

I know people like to compare being Galra = gay but it’s also… that’s not what happened, Allura gave Keith the cold shoulder for like a week and then apologized, and now they’re fine. It’s okay, you guys. Allura didn’t psychologically scar Keith for life, he’s a big boy and he’s already started moving on. I know I’m oversimplifying things, but so many Keith stans seem… hell-bent on milking Keith’s Man Pain for all its worth when really. He was sad for a bunch of unnecessary shots and was fine by the end of the season. 

You can write your tortured Keith meta on your own time, but you can also do it without demonizing Allura, thx.


For @defiantlilsheep who requested “Draco cant wink. He can do anything and everything but he cant wink. Trust me.” …. this got a bit longer than a tiny Drabble I couldn’t help it!

When Harry had returned for his eighth year at Hogwarts he had absolutely promised himself that if a certain blonde haired pointy git who may or may not have helped save his life but was also most definitely still an arsehole happened to return he would not get himself involved no matter what.

Except, once school started he realized that he had the small matter of returning Malfoy’s wand to handle, so he had to see him. I mean sure he could’ve returned it by owl but that would just been rude. He had to do it person. He had to. At least that’s what he kept telling himself.

He put it off for weeks before finally walking up to him while he was studying outside and both thanking him and apologizing for stealing his wand. And the truth was Malfoy had been so different during the exchange; solemn and pensieve and if he didn’t know better even remorseful. He had told Harry not to apologize, that he was the one who should be sorry. Harry had been so flustered he’d muttered something about studying and nearly tripped on his own feet in his haste to escape the confusing thoughts swirling through his brain and making him feel like he’d been punched in the stomach.

But still, none of that could change the fact that he was still an arse and Harry didn’t care what he did. Or at least that’s what he kept trying to tell himself. He’d always been pretty good at lying to himself, so he hoped it might work this time.

As time went on Harry realized that it was definitely not working.

He couldn’t help but be curious when twice in the same week he walked into an empty loo to find Malfoy making an odd face in the mirror. Both times the other boy had looked horrified at being caught and run away. Although Harry had no idea what exactly he’d caught Malfoy doing.

And that was a problem, because try as he might Harry didn’t like when he didn’t know what was going on. It wasn’t that he was obsessed with Malfoy as a person, he just wanted to know why he seemed so different and what exactly he was doing.

Hermione told him he was nosy and to please promise not to become obsessed with Malfoy again. Harry had promised.

The thing was, he had to admit to himself he’d never actually stopped being obsessed with Malfoy and therefore when he caught himself once again searching him out on the Mauraders Map and following him around under the invisibility cloak or ducking around dark corridors he figured he wasn’t actually breaking his promise. You couldn’t exactly start doing something again if you’d never really stopped doing it in the first place.

Harry swore he would only do it a few times, just until he figured out what the other boy was up too. The problem was he couldn’t for the life of him figure out what he was doing.

Harry knew he was getting sloppy, knew he was being obvious, but by the second term he just couldn’t help himself. It was like an itch he couldn’t scratch, being away from Malfoy. And the odd faces he kept catching him making in bathroom mirrors and suits of armor had gone from weird and perplexing to confusing and adorable. Which was more than a little unsettling.

Harry however, had no excuse when he caught himself trying to figure out what kind of tea Malfoy was drinking at breakfast, or what his Potions partner said that made his lips curl up in a soft smile, or what kind of books he was reading when he sat hidden in the corner of the library pretending to study potions and thought no one could see him.


It was a bright and sunny morning. Harry had snuck out of the castle early to get a bit of flying before classes started.

The sky was so clear and the weather was just perfect for flying. Only instead of being happy to be up in the air, Harry’s only thought was of how much he wished Malfoy was up there with him, challenging him to the snitch.

It was at that exact moment that Harry realized he wasn’t obsessed with Malfoy.

He was falling in love with him. And that was definitely worse. Much worse.


“Potter!” Malfoy yelled, grabbing the back of Harry’s robe and dragging him into a darkened alcove behind a rather rusty suit of armor.

“Oi - watch it, Malfoy.”

“Watch it? Watch it?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?” He shrieked and Harry had the decency to shrink back a little bit.

“You’re the one who won’t stop watching! Everywhere I look there you are! Always skulking about and staring me and interrupting me when I’m trying to- well it doesn’t matter what I’m trying to do the point is you’re a world class nuisance like always and I can’t concentrate when you’re constantly following me around like a lost kneazle.”

Harry blinked a few times then smiled, which was clearly not what Malfoy was expecting because the look of confusion on his face was priceless.

“You find me distracting?” Harry asked curiously, smiling again when Malfoy began backing up as Harry walked forward.

“Of course you’re distracting, Potter. You bumble around noisily like the obnoxious twat you are. I don’t know how you could possibly think I hadn’t noticed you. You’re everywhere, making a nuisance of yourself.”

Harry couldn’t help but notice the way Malfoy’s fingers were curling as he talked, the sweat building on his brow, and the way his breathing was quickening. To anyone else it looked like Malfoy was angry, but Harry wasn’t anyone else. He’d spent the better part of the last few months doing nothing but watching him and this wasn’t angry this was something else entirely; it was arousal. He was sure of it.

Or pretty sure of t at least. Sure enough to take a chance.

“So then Malfoy, what exactly are you up to? If you tell me I promise to stop following you.”

“So you admit you’ve been following me!” Malfoy shouts, putting his hands on Harry’s chest and shoving him gently. But it’s not aggressive, not even a little bit, and Harry just grins mischievously.

“Are you trying to get my attention?”

Malfoy splutters. “I most certainly am not!”

“Yes you are. Admit it.”

“I was not trying to get your attention I was trying to learn to wink!”

Harry stops at that. Quirking his head to the side. “To wink?”

Malfoy looks embarrassed now, smoothing down the front of his robes and staring at his feet.

“I can’t wink. I saw you wink at that Weasley girl during the first quidditch match of the season and I figured if you could do it so could I. Except I can’t and I look like a right tosser trying! Are you happy now?!”

“I could teach you.”

“Teach me? Teach me?!” He all but shrieks starting to sound a bit hysterical.

“It’s not hard, Malfoy. I can teach you….if you want me to.”

They’re so close now Harry can see Malfoy’s pupils dialating, so close their lips would be touching if he just moved forward a bit, angling his head up.

Malfoy seems to have realized the same thing because he kicks his lips, blinking a few times before muttering “Alright fine, teach me how to blink. Let me have it, Potter.”

Harry isn’t sure what posseses him but at those words he feels some of his self control snap and he leans upwards to close the distance between them, pressing their lips together.

Draco’s lips are cold and chapped and he taste almost bitter like earl grey tea without enough sugar. He smells like fresh air and parchment and the blueberry scones the house elves had sent up for tea today. It’s new and familiar all at one and Harry doesn’t think he’s ever felt more exhilarated in his life, until Draco’s shock wears of and he’s kissing him back fiercely, pulling him closer and sliding his hands into Harry’s hair almost desperately.

Harry would be embarrassed at the whimpering moans of desperation he’s making, but Draco is making them right back so he can’t be arsed to worry about it.

Much later after the desperation has turned softer, they stand there with their foreheads pressed together, out of breath but full of hope.

“So, did you still want me to teach you how to wink?” Harry all but whispers. He’s surprised when Draco just starts to laugh.

“If you must know I was only trying to learn in order to get your attention.” He seems a bit embarrassed at his admission, but something about it warms Harry’s heart.

“I knew it! You were trying to get my attention and you were up to something.”

“God you’re an wanker, Potter,” he mumbles, reaching his hands around Harry’s body to rest just above his arse.

“Well yeah…but at least now I’m your wanker.”

“Yeah?” Draco asks, a genuine smile on his face.

“Definitely,” Harry says, and he winks at him for good measure.

Draco groans, spinning them around to switch their positions and slamming Harry back against the wall, pressing their bodies together and kissing him with such intensity Harry feels like he might faint.

Oh yes Harry thinks with pleasure as Draco’s mouth attaches itself to his neck, there will definitely be a lot more winking in his future.

Warning: flashing image below!

Chapter Three of a Fatal_Error has Occurred will start in a few weeks!

Taking a break before starting this past chapter made a HUGE difference in how quickly, efficiently, and stress-free creating updates was for me because I spent time writing a script, sketching updates ahead of time, and getting organized. So that’s how I’m going to approach this upcoming chapter as well :) This’ll also give me a chance to just draw and derp around and have a bit of fun with the asks, which I’ve missed doing :D

Also, we’ve finally reached the point in the story that I can start introducing some other story elements that I’d like to explore, like the File Not Found comic. And I think ya’ll will be interested to see what I have in mind as well ;) But this requires some pretty careful planning, and I want to make sure I get it right, and at the level of quality I hold myself to. So look out for announcements about this in the weeks to come~

Along with all of this (and on a more personal note) I’ve got a LOT of things going on in my life right now, both blog/comic related and not, and I just need some time to take care of things right now so that I can keep working on my art in the future the way that I want to :) It’s nothing bad, I promise, but as a seasoned procrastinator it’s just important that I take some things seriously and handle my potato business like the potato I am.

Anywhoo! As for the main comic, ya’ll will know when I’m ready to get things started once I post the Chapter Three cover :3 I thank ya’ll in advance for your patience! <3

I had some free time, so I decided to use it doodling Spike! The full-body sketch is what I think he could look like when he starts hitting puberty; his proportions are a little strange, legs getting longer, and he (possibly) sprouts wings that he can’t actually use yet. As far as his wings go though, I actually headcanon him lacking them, but I’ll draw him with them every now and then because it’s fun. :3 The headshot sketch is how I see him as a young adult, primarily quadrupedal and finally beginning to fill out in his growing body. :3

I’m feeling a bit inspired ever since seeing the MLP season 7 trailers, so if time allows it I’ll be doing sketches of other characters soon! In the meantime I hope you guys like this one. ^.^

ballade to the dawn (m)

idol & songwriter au | christmas collaboration 

pairing: taehyung | reader
genre: angst and fluff
word count: 11.014
warnings: sexual content

Even if the last vestiges of winter are faintly gracing the outside, the day feels colder than it has ever been.

The timing is painfully amusing, you think. Winter has always been a part of you and Taehyung — you first laid your eyes on him through a thick veil of twinkling snowflakes, the first words you exchanged were over a cup of hot chocolate, and the first kiss he gave you was under the umbrella that protected you from a gentle blizzard. You love him just like you love winter, with its stinging cold and achingly dry wind; and even if it burns you sometimes, you can’t help but long for the signs of sunlight, so graceful above the snow coated ground. So unearthly and exquisite, just like him.

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I am really getting the hang of digital art lately, so here’s another one of my babies! Can you tell Voltron’s season 2 really got to me yet? I’m way too invested in Galra Keith…

This honestly started out as a doodle I did while bored in bed cuz I was sick, but apparently I have no chill when I’m bored because this got detailed really fast. :X I ended up liking it so much that once I recovered enough to use the computer again I immediately started working on turning this digital and BAM! I love it even more now! :D Kinda wanted to add both the Voltron and Blade of Marmora symbols, but with one in horizontal and the other in vertical it wasn’t working out. So I had no choice but to exclude them. I cry. 

Seriously though if nothing else I want to at least see Keith with yellow, pupil-less eyes. Literally if that’s the only Galra trait he ever gets I’ll be happy. I really like the eyes okay?


okay it’s … i’m going to get quite personal and soppy and cheesy here, so … if you wanna ignore this, then please feel free to.

i think i can speak for all the muslim fans within the skam fandom, when i say the following:

but i feel like today is the last day of my life, before my entire life is going to change, irrevocably.

sounds ominous, very grand and exaggerated, doesn’t it?

we know the impact s3 of skam had: worldwide, dominant, powerful, sort of revolutionary, to be honest. 

and now with s4 just mere hours away from starting, the finale season of a series, who’s going to bid farewell to us through the eyes of a muslim woman of colour, in a world where every single muslim woman of colour’s voice has been repressed, misidentified, misrepresented, silenced, reduced down, dismissed, disrespected,

in a world where the religion of islam is so heavily misunderstood, so easily hated, so conveniently pinpointed and scapegoated. in a world where the current political climate does not care about us, does not care about our suffering. in a world where my brothers in islam are called violent and cannot be trusted and are judged before their names are even known, by the colour of their skin and clothes they are wearing. in a world where my sisters in islam live in fear simply because they willingly want to choose to wear the hijaab. in a world that thinks they can speak on behalf of us, and so they tell everyone that “you see these muslims? these muslim women? they are oppressed. they are not free. how could they be free when they wear that cloth around their head?”. in a world where my religion, that i hold so dearly in my heart, isn’t called what it is (islam), instead, it is called the religion of terrorism, radicalism, extremism and jihaad, a non feminist religion that endorses domestic violence and mistreatment of it’s women, a “bad religion”, a religion of intolerance, “a sad religion”. in a world where if i was to speak out and defend my religion, i would be the one who’d end up being insulted. in a world where i see my fellow brothers and sisters being killed mercilessly, yet nobody talks about that. in a world where the holy book of islam, the qur’aan has been mistreated so disgustingly, that it has been stepped on and set on fire and flushed down the toilet. in a world where …. my islam feels like something i try so hard to protect daily, but fail to do so, and everyday feels like a new battle and volatility, because i don’t know what to expect when i wake up, in terms of what the world will say about my islam today, 

along comes a show that is wanting to make a change. loud and clear, and bold and brave. it wants you to glance deep within your soul, within your heart, by making you stand in the shoes of sana, a muslim woman of colour, and be her for the next 10 episodes, and see the world from how she sees it, it wants you to feel that pain and discomfort that every single muslim feels around the world, and it wants you to feel that sadness and hurt, and that anger and annoyance and aggravation we feel. but it also wants you to see what islam really is. what islam brings to every muslim that follows it. it wants to tell you that “see, it’s not all that bad at all, actually.”, that islam brings peace, and happiness, and direction, and faith and resilience and strength. it wants you to see for yourself, reassess yourself, where you are, in terms of how you view islam. it wants you to understand the hardships of the existence of muslims, who must also live in the western world too. it wants you too feel the highs and the lows, the goods and the bads, the happy and the sad. it wants to celebrate, and awaken you. it wants to you to simply get a small glimpse into our lives, and to understand. that’s all. just, understand us.

that’s all we want. understanding. understanding of our religion, that forms such a huge part of our identity.

and allah only knows, 10 episodes from now, how the scope and shape and the angles of the world will be. how our thoughts will be.

but one thing that they won’t be, is the same.

a change is coming. a huge, revolutionary change is coming. i hope to see you there, insha’allah.

“What made you think I was so special?”

Based on the song Love like you by Rebecca Sugar

I wonder how their relationship was, how it all started and how it ended. I ship them really bad, but I think they both needed to let go each other for their own sake; letting go is one of the hardest lessons you can learn.

Who else is super excited about the season finale? because I’m going nuts right now X,D

Update on my Richonner bros...

So my heart right now is so full of pride: two of my brothers are full-on Richonners. And one of them has finally convinced my third brother to start watching TWD (so fingers crossed)!

A few quotes from the bros this week:

“I think it’s great how this season they’re showing that Rick can’t lead without Michonne.”

“No other TV show has ever had its two badass leads get together like that. It just makes sense.”

“That episode with the two of them was awesome!”

“Oh yeah, that episode where the two of them were gettin’ it on.”

“They’re a power couple. It’s not even debatable.”


*mentions the Jadis and Rick shipping*

“Uh, no.” “Ah, gross.” “Maybe if Rick had a thing for Lloyd Christmas haircuts.”

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Clace/Climon is getting so many trailers because they have TONS of content to choose from. How does that not alarm any Malec fans? I get wanting to be positive, I was like that before season 2 started, so I understand. But after seeing what happened with 2A, shouldn’t you all know better by now? lmao. 

They can’t even give Malec a 10 second clip, and I think that’s proof enough that they probably got like 5 scenes together (most of them  1-2 mins per episode) 

I know Malec is a side couple, and I know what’s going to happen, because I think realistically. 

I WANT TO BE WRONG I want shadowhunters to fuck up everything i’ve been complaining about. I want them to prove me wrong, and give Malec the screen time they deserve, BUT I KNOW THEY WON’T.

It’s better for me to expect the worst, because then I know I’m not giving my hopes up to nobody. Yes I have a negative attitude, but that’s because I went into 2A expecting “Malec mania” and got a shit fucking episode in return. 

I’m not dumb, nor am I trying to be an annoying fan. I’m literally protecting myself from being disappointed again.

Anon wanted more Pliroy with Victuuri parents and who am I to deny this beautiful AU to them
Or, I was inspired by an ask to make this post, I gotchu covered anon
  • OK SO, all the other skaters know that if u wanna ask Yurio out you gotta ask The Parents (aka Victor and Yuuri) first and they’ll deem u WORTHY (or not) of dating their son
  • They think Victor is the most chill about Yurio dating but OH THEYRE WRONG
  • “Don’t date other skaters, they’ll shatter your heart in an instant.” “VIKTOR DON’T SCARE HIM. Just. Choose wisely ok Yurio? We don’t want you getting hurt!”
  • Yurio: I hate both of you and I hope you know that
  • most of the time Yurio isn’t even in on it, he’s just v clueless about people wanting to ask him out (like, he’s aware of his good looks, but dating doesn’t cross his mind much since he’s more focused on skating)
  • So when Best Bros JJ and Chris (ya that’s gonna be my hc until the anime disproves it) are talking and JJ goes “Man I’m gonna ask Plisetsky out tonight, he’s a real beauty.” “Oh, don’t you know??” 
  • Even after Chris tells him, JJ goes in anyway bc no king was gonna get intimidated by Mista living legend and his somehow-not-husband-yet
  • Yurio is taken aback for a moment because he’s like “wait,,, they actually let you?? huh…”
  • Im a fan of the hc that Yurio doesn’t yet have feelings for JJ so he doesn’t accept right away
  • But you know what they say about characters who don’t have feelings for each other
  • what do you mean no one says that
  • what’s in it for JJ though? He won’t deny he was looking for a pretty face to show off when first approaching Yurio but he’s liking this plan of his ok
  • “wait, you wouldn’t accept so easily, whats gotten into you?” “what, now I can’t help a fellow skater out? I’m wounded–”
  • “Okay, how bout this Kitty, I play into your pretend dating game, and you help me out” “I KNEW IT, what is it you sick fuck want–” “You come help with the charity work when Skating season is over” 
  • “wait what”
  • “Yeah, we’re in need of volunteers.” “…no ulterior motive?” “I’m a man of my word”
  • Cue Yurio and JJ start “dating” so he can prove to his not-parents that he’s got this
  • spoilers: he dont got this
  • “Out of EVERYONE who’s tried to date you, he’S THE WORST OF ALL”
  • Yurio plays into it like “But he does charity work! (:”
  • “…I can do charity work….” Victor mumbles under his breath
  • BONUS: Phichit is the Cool Uncle who is helping Yurio get laid and covers for him with Victor and Yuuri
Catch Me (Day 2)

Summary: In which a bet leads Bucky to have to catch you every day for a week, no matter what.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 1,300

Intro / Day 1 / Day 3 / Day 4 / Day 5 / Day 6 / Day 7

I cannot thank you enough for editing this @avengerstories

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“Well that was interesting,” Clint comments, referencing the bird documentary the two of you just watched.

You smile and nod, lacking the heart to tell him that you fell asleep twenty minutes into the film and woke up right when the credits started rolling. In your defense, there is only so much information your brain can retain about hawks, the mating season, and their diet.

“So what should we do now?”

“Eat,” you respond immediately. “Definitely eat.”

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anonymous asked:

don't you feel this is partly sana's fault for not speaking up?

my dude, if sana could notice everything that was happening in vilde’s life without vilde speaking up in season two, if she could notice things were happening with noora and william in the same season without noora saying a word, then her friends can extend her the same courtesy this season. when you care about a person, when you’ve been friends with them for a long time, these are things you notice. you notice when your friend starts acting off, when they start isolating themselves. sana was always that friend. so who’s gonna be that friend for her?

at least one of the girls should have noticed by now. but they haven’t. and that is not sana’s fault. if she doesn’t feel comfortable speaking up, that is not her fault. she’s going through so much and she feels like she can’t relate to the people she’s closest to and she feels like they’re probably not going to understand so? no, i don’t think it is partly sana’s fault. i don’t think it’s her fault at all.

i’m holding out hope that one of her other friends – particularly isak – will notice something’s off with her, the same way sana noticed something was off with him in season three. although i don’t lose hope in the girl squad altogether, even though the lot of them have been very inconsiderate thus far. i’m holding out hope that someone will reach out to sana and realize she’s not being/feeling herself. sana deserves a sana in her life, basically. so please, please do not blame sana for this whatsoever. it’s not her fault. 

Thoughts on Ch 20

First of all, I have to say I adored this new chapter, so I don’t really get why people ain’t liking it or seeing it as ooc. 

I loved it started right where we left in the previous season, so we can see exactly what is going on with each character through it all. There were so many theories about what Bum had been experiencing and what he would do after killing Jieun that, as I stated in previous posts, I wanted to see immediately afterwards and not in a time skip. 

By keeping on right where we left, we can see now that Bum is actually in shock after killing Jieun, and not only that, the fact that he stated he didn’t feel anything in the previous chapter had been played in so many different lights during the hiatus, but now we see what happened: Bum didn’t feel anything because his mind wasn’t really there. As a person with BPD myself I can tell you dissociating is one of the scariest things to happen to yourself because you see something happening around you, but you don’t register you are part of it. 

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I was watching Supergirl and I couldn’t help but notice this building for both seasons…..

That tower right there next to CatCo….does…anyone not notice it? Like, I can’t help but think it looks really, really familiar…..

I mean, it’s missing one thing, but considering that this is 2017, there’s roughly 30+ years until the supposed apocalypse….So here’s how it looks 140-ish years from now..

I don’t know if I’m the first person to point this out, I’ve tried searching for anyone who did but I guess not. 

You can start your crossovers if y’all like.