still talk

anonymous asked:

It's Keith's birthday! got any headcanons?

happy birthday keith!!!!

  • shiro: “you’re the leader of voltron now and you’re going to have to accept that” keith: “wanna bet”
  • if keith’s glaring at you he probably has something to say to you
    • his thinking face just looks like his angry face
    • hunk: “oh no lance keith seems mad did i do something wrong” keith, thinking: “how do i tell him he did a good job?? do people just go up to people and say that-”
  • coran and keith are the Go To Bed Fully Clothed Club
  • kolivan: “this mission requires stealth, you can’t be seen” keith, walking through the corridors and slicing sentries in half: “what”
  • lance is secretly jealous of how cool keith’s marmora outfit is
  • allura, playing keith: [anime rival voice] “tch
  • speaking of, he kept up with the voltron show tour in between missions
    • like if he had free time he would check on what the team was doing through clips
    • and uh… yeah. they were. certainly doing something
    • keith: “is something wrong with allura? she looks mad during most of the shows” pidge: “lol yeah she’s playing you” keith: >:o
  • keith: “how did you find me?” lance: “oh i saw a big explosion and wondered ‘now who could that be?’”

Hi hi I feel kinda nice!! 🤗
About to watch one of my favourite movies, “Birdman”, by the amazing Alejandro Gonzalez Inarritu, for the thousandth time (this movie is a MUST SEE, it’s phenomenal!!!!), and earlier my friend and I went to this get together with someone we hadn’t talked to for ages and it was really really lovely‼️💓💓💓💓

Ok but…

Why are we not talking about the canon-ness of Dark actually having, technically, dated both Mark and Wilford?

I find it really funny. The concept that Mark has essentially dated himself not once, but twice.

It was very funny that Lexi and Dean had a pretty okay relationship through the entirety of Dead Money despite him being the type of guy she hates and it was all going so great up until Dean decided that its a very good idea to tell the 6′3 spear wielding heavily armed and armored lesbian that he not only blackmailed some chronically ill woman but he also forced Christine, a fellow lesbian, into an autodoc and hurt her and he really thought she won’t destroy him, he thought 

OKAY

OKAY!!

OH MY GOSH YOU GUYS, I NEVER COULD HAVE EVEN COMPREHENDED HAVING 207 PEOPLE SEE AND LIKE MY STUFF ENOUGH TO FOLLOW!! 

THANK YOU SO SO SO SO SO MUCH FOR LIKING AND REBLOGGING AND REQUESTING AND DOING EVERYTHING TO KEEP THIS BLOG UP AND RUNNING.

YOU ALL ARE SO AMAZINGLY NICE AND HONESTLY I DON’T DESERVE YOU GUYS CONSTANTLY BEING AMAZING AND SURPASSING WHAT I THOUGHT WAS EVEN POSSIBLE.

I’VE MADE SO MANY GOOD FRIENDS SINCE I’VE STARTED THIS BLOG AND THAT’S INCREDIBLE FOR A GIRL WHO HAS ABOUT 3 FRIENDS IRL BECAUSE SHE CAN’T SEEM TO WORK UP THE COURAGE TO TALK TO PEOPLE. 

THIS BLOG MAKES ME FEEL SO HAPPY AND I HAVE ALL OF YOU TO THANK!!

OKAY I’M RAMBLING AT THIS POINT SO TO END, I LOVE EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU GUYS THANK YOU SO MUCH!!

You know, so far in my writing, I know my strength is lyricism. Like, I can put together a pretty sentence, sentences that flow and sound good both reading aloud and in the head. I think starting out it was pretty strong? and I think I’ve been able to temper it, especially this past year writing in a less flowery style with my mass effect fics, and come to a happier medium for me. Like i was doing a bit tew much in my opinion which is why i tried something sharper with the ME fics to start with. 

I’m pretty sure nice sentences carry a lot of my early fanfic (I say this like it hasn’t been more than two years lol), primarily my LOTR fic and Moon. But working on a completely original, high-fantasy project really does throw all my insecurities about character development, world building pacing, plot, in my face constantly. Just smacking me up like: 

Originally posted by totaldivasepisodes

I don’t know. I just want to be my personal best in all aspects. I want this book done. I want some more confidence. Blah blah blah. 

HEY IM OVER HERE NOW

yes i switched blogs hello

some reasons for that:

  • serifufu is basically my main blog but its a side blog on my original account which is very annoying (why did i do that)
  • literally 98% of my followers were Fucking Dead 
  • yeah that’ll do it 

what does this mean?

  • no more posting will happen on serifufu
  • however i will not delete the blog or hide it or whatever, its gonna stay public just inactive!!
  • any requests sent to the old blog are still on my to-do list and ill get to them if ever (im sorry) 
  • ill be able to interact with yall directly now that i can reply, send asks, and like as my main blog
  • my name now has an extra “fu” 

yeah thats it, welcome back!!!

I’m gonna be honest & say that the thing I remember the most from the time beyblade burst was my hyperfixation was that I was rlly upset that there was like only 2 girls

which was the main protagonist mom & sister so I just….started to headcanon all these characters as nb & trans girls & I never told anyone abt it rlly

Bc sometimes you just gotta take matters into ur own hands

anonymous asked:

can u write something about that time fionn got mobbed by the fans and hes kind of panicked and need her to calm him and comfort him????

The phone was ringing, and at first try she didn’t pick up. He was still slightly shaken up and worried, and breathing out short breaths. He tried again, although this time it went straight to her voicemail. He didn’t get it– where were she? He paced around the apartment, not being able to settle down quite yet.

After what felt like a lifetime, she finally called him back and Fionn couldn’t pick up fast enough.
«Christ, it’s been ages!» was all he blurted out, completely stressed out. «I’m sorry, I’ve- wait, are you okay my love?» she replied, concern in her voice. Fionn started to pace around the apartment again, «my head is pounding and my throat’s so bloody dry.»
«Why? What happened?» she started getting worried, and didn’t know what to do. «Do you need me to come home?»
«Can you? I was walking home and all these fans started showing up, and that’s fine because I get it. I do, but then there came more and they all started cornering me and I could hardly move forward at one point. I just want you to talk to me?»
He knew he was ranting, but this had never happened before and she was the only one that properly put things into perspective for him.
«Of course, my heart. I’ll be 20 minutes, I’ll see you then alright? Just put the kettle on and settle down on the sofa until I come home. Remember to breathe slowly. I love you!» she rushed out before quickly hanging up, without him getting the chance to respond, wanting to get home as fast as she could.

——–

Fionn listened to what she said and had two cups of tea ready by the sofa, where he was sitting waiting for her, when she arrived 18 minutes later. She came quitely in, rounding the corner to the living room. Seeing Fionn with his cup of tea, just staring out of their windows, completely broke her heart in two.

«Fionn, my love, how are you?» she walked over to the sofa and sat down beside him, her hand reaching out to his and laying it over his. He looked at her and gave her the smallest smile.
«Alright. I reckon I was in shock. I hated it.» he started, «there were suddenly so many. I don’t know where they came from even. T’was so wild, honestly.»
She nodded, letting him talk at his own speed. She leaned into him, her head on his shoulder whilst her thumb gently stroked over his fingers.
«I do get that it’s extremely exciting for fans to see someone they like, however it’s not fun when you’re being practically cornered as if you were a sheep and they were the wolves. I love my fans, but this is all new to me. How can anyone be comfortable with this? And now, they’re gonna think I’m a proper dick because I didn’t stop to take pictures or anything. God sake.» he continued, disappointed.
«My heart, I don’t think anyone’s gonna think you’re a dick. You’re not used to all this attention, and they probably do get it. I don’t think they meant to corner you, honestly. They saw this fit lad that’s in Dunkirk- of course they wanted a picture,» she giggled, looking at him smiling. «They understand. Don’t underestimate the ladies that adore you.»

«Imagine being an actual sheep though, cornered by wolves that are fans? You’d be one lucky sheep, don’t you think?» she asked, looking as innocent as she could.

«That’s a very weird situation to imagine.. I can’t believe I like you?» he laughed as he nudged her shoulder, before wrapping his arms around her and pulling her down to lay on the sofa with him. «Thank you, though. For coming home so fast.»
«Anything for you, my star.» she replied, cuddling closer into him.