sometimes their in sync

Spotify Playlists

Music is a great way to practice your target language, I listen to music a lot when working or translating; There have been times I study new vocab and get to recognize some words thanks to music. I wanted to share with you some of the playlists I listen to.

Now then, Lyrics are also a great help when learning a language, I suggest “Spotify Lyrics”, it’s free to download at syncs with Spotify;  lyrics won’t show up sometimes (It depends on how popular is the song you are playing)

Spanish (Spain):

Spanish (Latinoamerica):





That’s it for me, please feel free to add your playlists so we can share new music and practice our target languages!!  


- “I will always come find you.”
- “You are the one who I always come back to.”

demigod’s on their period:
  • campers are given the option of not doing their camp activities or taking part in capture the flag
  • hazel isn’t comfortable talking about her period but annabeth is the type to yell “get out of my way stolls, im bleeding from my vagina!” (she grew up with them so)
  • of course there are going to be those dickheads that talk shit when someone is on their period but they learn fast that in a community as small as camp half blood, STI rumors spread very fast and are almost never lived down
  • the artemis cabin is the place where campers can go to get away from the noise and rest. artemis herself expressed how honored she is every time a camper throws a portion of their meal into the fire, thanking her for having a space where they can relax and feel totally comfortable
  • a godly menstrual hygiene line 
  • because those hunger pangs are really stubborn and food is served at set times, the hermes cabin sells snacks and sometimes even full out meals at very reasonable prices all summer
  • the infermery is never short of pills, pads/tampons and heating pads
  • those items are all free to use
  • whole cabins sometimes sync up their periods
  • chiron tries to pretend he knows whats going on but really he’s just clueless
  • mr. d is surprisingly lenient and lets campers on their periods off cleaning duties
  •  demigod periods are some how worse?????

please add on

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local gay spends the night at his crush’s house, what happens next will warm your heart

tags: high school au, pining keith


The one thing Keith knows is that Lance smells amazing.

It’s first thing Keith had noticed about him. He smells like lavender; it’s his shampoo, Keith found out after spending the night at Lance’s in freshman year. The sweet smell reminds him of those Lush stores Shiro used to drag him to. Shiro’d ask him which conditioner he should buy for Keith because yes, Keith, you should take of yourself. Keith would point to whatever and try not to stare at the gorgeous employees. He likes the loud ones, with nice bright smiles and lips that aren’t chapped, pretty boys with–

“Hey, Keith-a-roo, are you listening to me?”

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A Commutual Contract

After a terrifying experience during which Lance, seemingly, dies, Keith is haunted by horrible nightmares of holding his comrade in his arms while he took his final breath. To the point where he can’t sleep unless he knows for absolute certain that Lance is alive.

And while the attention is surprising, Lance doesn’t really have a problem with Keith checking up on him. Or the fact that Keith only seems totally comforted when he can cuddle Lance close and hear his heart beat. After all, there’s nothing wrong with two bros cuddling. It doesn’t MEAN anything. Or, at least, that’s what Lance keeps telling himself.

Chapter 1

It didn’t matter how many drills they practiced or how in sync their thoughts were—sometimes things just didn’t go as planned. Actually, Keith was learning that, more often than not, nothing ever went as planned. Rather, what defined their situation was their ability to think around it and scrape together something new from the falling debris.

Yet, even that too would fail at some point.

They’d been responding to another distress call, which was hardly out of the ordinary. Any and all distress calls were answered, and so going into unknown territory—territory potentially overrun by Galra—was no new occurrence. Still, each encounter was different, and this one was going far, far worse than even their regular dosage of what could be considered bad to worse.

It’d all happened very quickly.

The distress call had come from another Balmera, this one much, much more alive than the one they’d previously encountered and the people living within a far cry from wanting to submit to the Galra. From what little info was able to be gathered, the Balmerans—who, though were clearly related to the Balmeran’s they’d met previously, were skinnier, taller, and spikier, with darker complexions—had been enslaved for quite some time, but had always pushed forward with underground attempts at sabotage. With the news of Voltron spreading across the universe, it’d only been a matter of time before they’d decided to call for help.

And so Voltron was there, though it’d been split into its five lion pieces. Mostly in attempts to separate the Galra defenses, luring the masses orbiting the Balmera into different directions.

Keith hadn’t intended to break the atmosphere, but he also hadn’t intended to be side-swiped by an ion canon blast, which had left his lion comatose. Victim to the Balmera’s gravity, they’d plunged through the atmosphere toward it, Keith doing his best to get Red up and moving again. Before the force of their drop destroyed them both.

“C'mon, Red!” he said through gritted teeth, slamming his hands down on the dashboard but procuring no response. He knew Red was trying to heal up—to use whatever mechanical healing abilities were at her disposal—but it wasn’t fast enough. They were gaining speed all the time, twisting through the clouds uncontrollably.

“What are you doing, Keith?!” It was Lance’s voice that broke over his com.

“Red’s not working!” he yelled out in frustration. “We couldn’t get out of the way of the ion blast!”

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Ficlet: Birthday Aesthetic

Dan woke to the shivery feeling of breath against his neck and a sleep-husky voice saying, “Happy birthday.” He weakly swatted at the face sending the air whispering across his sensitive skin, but smiled at the same time.

“You already said that at midnight,” he mumbled, not wanting to wake up quite yet. But Phil’s arms tightened around him and he turned in the familiar embrace to find Phil already wearing his glasses and a smile that matched Dan’s own.

“I know. But then we went to sleep, and now we’re waking up, so it’s like your birthday’s starting all over again,” Phil reasoned in a way that only Phil could. Dan wasn’t awake enough to point out the flaws in his logic, so he just snuggled in closer.

He lay there for a moment, letting himself wake slowly as he listened to Phil’s heart beating under his ear, then requested hopefully, “Mario Kart?”

Phil’s chest bounced Dan’s head up and down as he laughed. “You’re the king on your birthday. I am your lowly subject, and your wish is my command.”

Dan grinned. “My wish is to kick your ass at Mario Kart.”

Phil laughed again and gently moved from beneath Dan, getting out of the bed and putting on pajamas that indicated clearly this was going to be a lazy day at home, just like Dan had wanted. They’d go out with friends tonight, but the rest of the day wasn’t going to involve anything that involved real clothes. Maybe some things that involved no clothes, though. He eyed Phil speculatively, and Phil raised an eyebrow in response.

Dan got out of bed and pulled on a black t-shirt and pair of track bottoms, then followed Phil out to the upstairs lounge. Phil turned to look at him. “Your birthday breakfast order, Your Majesty?”

“Doritos and salsa,” Dan replied.

Phil nodded sagely. “Ah. We’re going for the healthy option this morning.” He glanced at the clock and amended, “Or this afternoon.” Then he headed off to the kitchen to raid their snack stash.

Dan collapsed onto the sofa and looked around. He loved the smoothly modern aesthetic of their new flat. No more creaking floor boards, peeling wallpaper, and leaking pipes. The new place felt much more like him. Like the new Daniel Howell. He was happy Phil had been so relaxed about the whole thing and had let Dan have his own way about most of it.

Phil brought in the chips and salsa, and for a quick moment Dan remembered the “fanfic” they’d recreated for one of the PINOFs. He chuckled, and Phil asked, “The fanfic?” It was eerie sometimes how in sync their brains were. Dan just grinned at him and nodded, then grabbed the game controller.

They played a couple games, taking snack breaks occasionally, and at one point Phil took a picture of him with his phone. Dan barely blinked, accustomed by now to Phil documenting his every move.

“You never used to bite the controller,” Phil pointed out. Dan looked at him questioningly, removing the device from his mouth where he had placed it in frustration. “You made fun of me when you first noticed that I do it. Now you do it all the time.”

Dan rolled his eyes. “That’s because you’re a terrible influence.”

Phil shrugged. “True.” They both giggled. “I’m going to tweet this picture with your birthday message,” Phil announced, typing into his phone.

Dan grabbed his own phone and said, “Then I’ll have to write my own birthday tweet, too.”

Their tweets went up almost at the same time, and Dan shoved Phil’s shoulder when he saw what he’d written. “Nothing about how great I am? Just a picture of me being a dork with a birthday hat pasted on?”

Phil looked at him and bit his lip, looking uncertain. “Did you want me to write something more…”

But Dan cut him off. “No, Phil. This is perfect.” He smiled to show that he meant it. He knew when his mum called to wish him a happy birthday, she would comment on how impersonal Phil’s tweet had been in comparison to Dan’s tweet on Phil’s birthday, but she’d never really understood their relationship. She didn’t understand that, despite his degree in language and linguistics, Phil didn’t show his love through soppy words. Dan was the one who said, “I love you,” most often, the one who gave Phil flowery compliments and talked about him in glowing terms.

What his mum, and pretty much everyone else, didn’t understand was how “I love you” could be just as effectively expressed by a happy smile while giving someone a free hand to decorate the new flat, or a teasing whisper against a sensitive neck, or chips and salsa for birthday breakfast.

Dan didn’t need flowery words. Phil told him in a thousand ways how much he loved him, and Dan saw it every day when he looked at the sleek new white sofa, the shiny metal handrails of the flat’s stairway, and the moonscape of their new bedroom. This entire flat was a testament to Phil’s love for him, even if no one else could see it.

Your Elsewhere University post reminded me of an actual incident I had at my university the other day. I had to walk halfway across campus after dinner to the fine arts building to get some assignments so I could finish them. My friend came with me and we were exploring the building, which was mostly abandoned bc it was nighttime, and looking at the art posted. Now this is a state school, but our art program is pretty large and we have a really nice gallery where professional artists exhibit (1)

As we went back down to the ground floor we heard music, which definitely wasn’t playing before. We finish looking at a group of drawings, and we went to check out the student gallery. It was closed when we got there, but as we approached the music kept getting louder. Across from the student gallery is a back door to the professional gallery, and low and behold the door was propped open. We felt a strong desire to go in, but our better judgment won out. Nothing good would have come of that (2)

There was no other art for us to look at, so we decided to leave. But for whatever reason we left by the entrance that goes by the professional gallery. That area is all windows and clean looking, and the doors to the gallery are also glass. The lights were all still on in the gallery, even though I’m sure it should have been closed, and there was a group of people spaced between the pictures on the wall dancing to the music. Sometimes they each moved freely, sometimes they were in sync. (3)

The desk attendant was still there. She was oblivious. At one point the girl dancing closest to us moved in front of the door. She had to have seen us. We stood and watched for the rest of the song, it went for a long time. I texted another friend about it afterward an they said we were lucky the dancers didn’t invite us in. (4)


I was watching a reaction to VIXX’s Shangri-La dance practice and I had a thought..

There’s a lot of focus on in sync dance nowadays in KPOP. Like its always been something that people notice, but I feel like its almost expected now?

What I think is interesting about VIXX is that they’re not trying to be in sync. If any members, or all members as happens sometimes, are in sync its because it just happened. 

From what I’ve seen, VIXX’s dance focuses on and amplifies the members unique dance styles.  For example Hakyeon’s moves emphasize how graceful he is, and the full control he has over his body. Leo’s moves often show off how long his body line is, with lots of sweeping arm movements. Leo is also twirling all over the place every time he moves position its funny. Hyuk and Ravi are very sharp powerful dancers and I feel like they try to show that off when choreographing the dances. 

In some of their choreo’s half of the dance is the members doing completely different moves, in some beautiful formation or something. Its nice. 

The VIXX members have very different dancing styles and also personalities and thankfully Jellyfish has never been interesting in smothering that.

honestly all those ‘explain humans to aliens’ things are great and stellar but you know what’s gonna be really fucking weird??? Try explaining the concept of menstruation to an alien. Try explaining that whole fucking bit ‘Yeah, well, you see, once a month approximately half the population starts bleeding from their genitals, and experiences mood swings and pain that can impair their ability to function. Sometimes, if two of them stick together long enough, they can sync up and start bleeding at the same time. It also just coincidentally syncs up with the phases of our moon.’

Like! You don’t have to add any weird wording or nonsense to that! It’s fucking weird on its own! As Meaghan said, it sounds like a fucking witch’s curse! Just imagine explaining to an alien with a rutting season or budding season or asexual reproduction that some of us just sporadically bleed everywhere for part of the month, and not only that, but this isn’t even the general standard of reproductive behavior on our planet!

Oh god. Just what in the name of all that is holy have I wrought upon this world?

By the way, I animate sometimes. This is a lip-sync practice.

The original audio is from Daz Black’s Vine:

Magnus the Red belongs to Games Workshop.

The blue character belongs to me.

I’m writing this down because I don’t want any trouble with copyright infringement shenanigans.

More Deaf West Newsies

@crunchie-morris your wish is my command and also I just? Can’t get enough of this idea.

  •  I already have a post on this somewhere
  • But I’m gonna yell about it again
  • basically Newsies is perfect for Deaf West? All of it is perfect
  • Jack
    • has a voice
    • sometimes his trouble keeping in sync with his voice
    • Like when he’s joking around? his voice goes faster than he can translate
    • but also sometimes his voice just cuts off entirely
    • In Santa Fe Prologue, the “hey, hey. Don’t you know that we’se a family? would I let you down? no way. Just hold on kid, til that train make Santa Fe” is signed and not sung before Jack hugs Crutchie tightly 
    • In Santa Fe, his voice cracks on “Good ol’ Captain Jack” and cuts out, so the rest of the song in signed completely
    • When he’s giving his speech in Seize the Day, his voice is coming in and out but his signs stay steady
    • Whenever his voice is talking too fast, somebody is standing off to the side translating for the deaf newsies
    • he does do his best to keep in sync with his voice, but sometimes his voice is just going faster than he is
  • Crutchie
    • doesn’t have a voice
    • Jack always pays super close attention to everything Crutchie signs
    • Race will translate for Crutchie when needed, but mostly he just knows that the people who matter can understand him
    • he sells his papers either with a partner, usually Jack or Race, or by looking as small and pitiful as he can
    • instead of yelling when he’s getting taken away, he’s just slamming his hands into the ground, and he’s terrified because he knows nobody can hear him
    • Letter From the Refuge? Letter From the Refuge.
  • Davey
    • does not have a voice, only a deaf actor
    • Les’s voice translates for Davey at first, but eventually Davey learns to speak for himself with his signs
    • Seize the Day is incredible like this just imagine it. Davey is signing all of his parts, but Jack’s voice would still come in on the harmonies
    • and on the “Now is the time to seize the day” call and response bit Davey is signing proudly and then the rest of the newsies come in behind him
    • it’s glorious
    • also as Davey starts to come out of his shell, he goes from signing down low and more slowly to going as fast as his mind is working
  • Katherine
    • is only played by a hearing actress but signs along with all her lines
    • when she’s writing her article, she speaking it out loud as the words go up above her just like it already happens
    • when she’s singing Watch What Happens she’s singing right along with herself
    • at the “A girl? It’s a girl? How the hell? Is that even legal?” she’s pulling faces and signing as aggressively and “manly” as she can
  • Pulitzer
    • Is only a voice, he doesn’t have a deaf actor
    • Hannah is usually translating frantically but Pulitzer is swatting her hands down constantly
    • he proves he does know how to sign when Roosevelt shows up and he grudgingly starts signing
  • Race
    • similar to Jack, both voice and deaf actor
    • Race is much better at staying in sync even though he doesn’t look like it
    • when he calls Mr. Wiesel “Weasel” his deaf actor deliberately spells out the word, throwing every letter in Mr. Wiesel’s face
    • his voice is bouncing all over the place all the time while his voice is usually more controlled
    • the exception is King of New York, when both the voice and deaf actor are super hyper and super into the dance
  • The newsies
    • a mix of hearing and deaf actors, all of whom can sign
    • whenever somebody is speaking, hearing newsies are standing so that their deaf friends can see what they’re signing so they know what’s going on
    • even if the person is translating, like Roosevelt at the end, boys are translating in case somebody can’t see
  • In general
    • the dancing? you wouldn’t have to change almost any of like, Seize the Day, Carrying the Banner, King of New York, because most of the crazy dancing happens either in a dance break or when people are off to the sides, and the things that would change would be incredible? 
    • little details? the boys are always saying little things off to the side, imagine how much more fun that would be with signing added in
    • Medda would be so flamboyant with her signing and it would be Davey’s first time seeing somebody genuinely proud of being deaf? that would be his first moment of “maybe I’m not like them but also maybe that doesn’t have to be so bad”
    • Les? He starts out sticking with Davey and always keeping his voice and signing lined up, but as he starts to idolize Jack more he starts to be more like Jack in that sometimes his voice gets away from him

In conclusion: Please give me Deaf West Newsies? Please.


despite being on stage countless times before, they still get nervous 

anonymous asked:

Murven text post AU where Raven and Roan are dating and Murphy schemes to break them up because HE SAW HER FIRST AND THAT ICE NATION BASTARD HAD NO RIGHT TO ASK HER ON A DATE BEFORE HE DID! 😉

The Island of Misfit Delinquents

10:09 am


Murph-Man: Your mom?

Caw Caw Little Birdy: THIS GIRL

Caw Caw Little Birdy: Dammit Murphy

Caw Caw Little Birdy: You fun-sucking, last-piece-of-pizza snatcher, lotioned foot slipping around in a sock, uncouth garbage human, son of a bitch

Blake 1: You’ve gotten real creative with your insults lately

Blake 2: Rey just shit on your entire life son

Commander Clarke: #loveofmylife

Blake 1: #rude

Caw Caw Little Birdy: ANYWAY

Caw Caw Little Birdy: Roan’s got it all planned out He’s picking me up at seven and we’re going to a fancy dinner and a show. There’s also talk about getting coffee as we leisurely stroll back to my apartment under the light of a thousand brilliant stars, conversing about interesting topics 

Murph-Man: Roan Azgeda: A modern day Jane Austen

Blake 2: Calm yo tits, Mr. Darcy

Commander Clarke: Murphy is SUCH a Darcy

Murphy-Man: Wut

Blake 1: Clarke is Jane Bennet and I’m Mr. Bingley

Blake 2: I’ve always wanted to be a snotty society lady

Blake 2: Count me in as Caroline Bingley 

Murph-Man: I actually hate you all????

Caw Caw Little Birdy: I’M LIZZIE BENNET

Caw Caw Little Birdy: Watch me read all the books and slay men’s hearts with a slightly haughty attitude

Caw Caw Little Birdy: I deserve more than to be married off to a rich man I don’t love to save my father’s estate 

Commander Clakre: ^^^ Same

Blake 2: ^^^ My new Instagram bio 

Blake 1 + Murph-Man

10:40 am

Blake 1: So……

Blake 1: How you doing with all this?

Blake 1: And by this, I mean Raven and Roan

Blake 1: And by Raven and Roan I, of course, mean them dating 

Blake 1: Murphy?

Murph-Man: Sorry I can’t guzzle vodka and text at the same time

Blake 1: It’s not even noon dude

Murph-Man: Then I’ll put the vodka in some orange juice

Murph-Man: Make some toast

Murph-Man: Call it brunch

Murph-Man: Like a middle-aged rich white woman

Blake 1: Buddy…… no

The Island of Misfit Delinquents

12:34 pm

Caw Caw Little Birdy: When you actually care about how this date will go so you shave your legs

Blake 1: Wow, when should we expect to receive the invitations to your wedding?

Murph-Man: Too much work. Just wear sweatpants and call it done

Commander Clarke: Darcy strikes again

Misson imPOSSIBLE 

2:15 pm

Blake 2 added King Azgeda to the group chat

Blake 2: Plan is working perfectly

Blake 2: Or WAS

Commander Clarke: Don’t be passive aggressive to my boyfriend 

Caw Caw Little Birdy: Yeah just be flat out aggressive towards him

Blake 1: Well maybe next time we try and secretly try and set up our friends, yOU GUYS WON’T BASE THE PLAN AROUND ME TRYING TO COMFORT PEOPLE

King Azgeda: Our first mistake

Blake 1: Roan you absolute winter coat made out of Wookie fur

Blake 1: Fight me 

King Azgeda: With pleasure

Blake 2: #TeamRoan

Commander Clarke: (I-think-tf-not-you-trickass-bitch.jpeg)


Caw Caw Little Birdy: We WANT Murphy to come and try to stop the date. Not be drunk off his ass

Blake 1: Before we all start yelling at me again, I DID fix things

Blake 1: Miller is covering Murphy’s shift at the precinct tonight. Jasper and Monty are on their way with coffee and the world’s greasiest burgers to sober Murphy up

Blake 2: Then Bell and I will go over right around the time Roan picks Raven up and trick Murphy into sabotaging the date

King Azgeda: And double check him for weapons before he leaves for said sabotage 

King Azgeda: That’s important 

The Island of Misfit Delinquents

6:43 pm

Caw Caw Little Birdy: I look bomb if I do say so myself

Blake 2: Yeahhhhhhhhhh Rey

Blake 2: Get. Some. ;) 

Commander Clarke: Bow-chicka-bow-wow

Murphy-Man: Bow-chicka-bow-wow?

Murph-Man: My eyes have been sinned upon

Commander Clarke: SEND A PIC OF YOUR DRESS

Caw Caw Little Birdy: (Date-Night.jpeg)

Blake 1: Our little girl is all grown up

Commander Clarke: 21 years of sleepless nights, blood, sweat and tears… All for this moment

Caw Caw Little Birdy: Thanks mom and dad <3

Murph-Man: You look really really pretty Rey 

Mission imPOSSIBLE

8:09 pm

King Azgeda: We should have picked a restaurant that served an actual meal

Caw Caw Little Birdy: What even are these portions

Caw Caw Little Birdy: My name is a bird, but I do NOT eat like one

Blake 2: Murphy has left Casa De La Sadness and is on the move

Blake 2: I repeat, on the MOVE

Blake 1: dfsjghorejgirjgjbfdk 


Caw Caw Little Birdy: FAILamy Blake 

Murph-Man + Nathan Miller


Murph-Man: Hey man what beat are you patrolling tonight?

Nathan Miller: The usual 

Murph-Man: That’s good

Nathan Miller: These vague texts aren’t tho

Murph-Man: If you want to pass a polygraph, you drive really slow to the Dropship Theater and you do NOT look closely at the face of the man with the baseball bat when that call comes out

Nathan Miller: WTF 

Mission imPOSSIBLE

9:24 pm

Commander Clarke: I’m stationed at the coffee shop across from the theater

Commander Clarke: Also, this coffee tastes like piss so it’s a good thing this whole date is fake because if I were Raven and Roan bought me coffee from this place?

Commander Clarke: I’d dump it all over that nice-ass suit and there would be NO second date

King Azgeda: wow ok

Blake 1: I’m in love?????

Blake 2: Murphy’s on the move


Blake 1: I’m stuck in traffic what’s happening !!!!!!!!!?

Commander Clarke: Roan looks like a gallant European prince 

Commander Clarke: Murphy looks like a disheveled…. Well just like straight up disheveled in a big old grandpa sweater and dark jeans

Blake 2: Roan snatched that bat from Murphy right quick

Blake 1: Catch them hands too lmao

Blake 2: You right lols

Commander Clarke: We’re like all sitting together watching this right now? And we’re texting each other?

King Azgeda: Raven dragged Murphy back around to the parking lot so they could scream at each other in private. And make out

King Azgeda: (my-longest-yeah-boi-ever.jpeg)

Blake 2: You’ve done well young grasshopper 

Blake 1: Yeah come across the street and I’ll buy you a cup of coffee as a thank you 

King Azgeda: The same coffee your girlfriend said tasted like piss?

Blake 1: That’d be the one

The Island of Misfit Delinquetns 

11:02 pm

Caw Caw Little Birdy: (We-Cute-AND-an-Offical-Couple.jpeg)

Blake 1: Murphy flipping the camera off as you guys kiss is everything I expected your relationship to be 


Blake 2: My skin is clear, my bank account is full, an angel delicately plays the harp in the background 


Murph-Man: Pass

Blake 1: Pass

Caw Caw Little Birdy: Sometimes I’m jealous over how in sync you guys are

Blake 2: *added King Azgeda to Island of Misfit Delinquents*

King Azgeda: Happy for you guys!

Murph-Man: I could have done without the emotional trauma tho tbh

Murph-Man: I’m only 178 pounds of delicate pale skin and sarcasm

Murph-Man: I’m fragile

Caw Caw Little Birdy: It was the only way

Blake 2: We knew your anger would win over your pride

King Azgeda: Why confess your feelings when you can try and beat the fake boyfriend with a baseball bat and hope your point gets across as you shatter the competitions knees?

Blake 2: I would have intervened before he shattered your knees

King Azgeda: Thanks babe <3


Commander Clarke: YOOOOOOOOOOOO 


Caw Caw Little Birdy: It was supposed to go- Go on Fake date, Murphy confesses his feelings (finally) and Octavia somehow breaks the news to her brother that she’s daTING ROAN

Blake 2: I was going to buy him a history book and get him about three glasses of fancy wine deep before I told him

Blake 2: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

King Azgeda: …….. well this is awkward



Commander Clarke: Guys you gotta break stuff to him gently he has the heart of an 87-year-old man

Caw Caw Little Birdy: He’s gonna go BOOM


Murph-Man: I’d actually like to retract my earlier statement about double dates and propose a TRIPPLE date instead 

Murph-Man: I think that would be good for our friend group 

Rogue One Period Headcanons

-none of them are uncomfortable about it they’re all pretty mature people it’s just a period

-she is annoyed with everything and everyone

-except Bodhi. He is the one she complains to endlessly

-he actually loves it. Him and Jyn are kind of besties
*walks in with tons of bags*
“I brought ice cream!”

-sometimes mon Mothma joins cause her and Jyn are synced

-the one time Mon isn’t in all White LOL

- K-2SO has it tracked so he constantly reminds everyone when it’s her period
Jyn: I’m really not in the mood for that r-
K-2SO: it’s because she’s on her period

-Cassian is an Advil supplier cause you know this man gets headaches

-Cassian had worked with women in the alliance and Bodhi had sisters so they both know what’s up

- Chirrut and Baze only had each other so they have no idea what’s up

-Chirrut is fascinated and Baze is like “ um OK you do you I guess”


-Jyn is fine she’s just eating

[Fic][Event] Kilometers To Go

It’s well past midnight and therefore, Thursday now, so here’s a little drabble for @jikookfluffweek.

Title: Kilometers To Go
Word Count: 758
Prompt: True Love Thursday
Genre: Fluff, Canon Compliant
Summary: Breaks were always too brief.

AO3 link here

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Dear Alexander, It’s Quiet Uptown

Summary: In which you and Bucky are forced to live with the unimaginable.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 2,715

Warnings: Major Angst, Character Death

A/N: Hamilton still owns me so here I am writing another song fic because of it. This one is a mashup of Dear Theodesia and It’s Quiet Uptown (with a small reference to Stay Alive - Reprise)  and is NOT connected to my Helpless/Satisfied fics.

@avengerstories Thank you, as always for being a queen and editing this.

Originally posted by thechloris

“Do you remember when I told you that I’d never love anyone more than you?” Bucky asks, voice wavering and eyes unable to meet yours. “I lied.”

“That’s alright,” you whisper tiredly, placing your hand over his. It’s been a long day and your ability to fight is nowhere to be found. At this point, it’s a struggle to even keep your eyes open. “I understand.”

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