stuff going on in the world

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The AU reminds me of this:

not to say you can’t do it but you asked for reading so…


Yup, I actually follow that blog! It’s good stuff.

I do like some of the ideas they have about her psyche and I may decide to build on that idea. Overall though, I think what’s forming in my head would be sufficiently different. Different focus, different tone, different ideas about the world, etc.

And on that note, if you haven’t already, go give @askqueenmoon a read. I enjoy it.

anonymous asked:

The only thing I'm unclear on with all these new reveals and stuff, is if the boys keep their backstories (which I'm so glad for, honestly), when do they take place? 'Cause merle's kids are on this world and ren recognized taako from his cooking show. So did these things happen after they lost their memories? (And does that mean lup wasn't with taako for the sazed incident?)

if i remember correctly and am thinking of this in the right way, they got to this world 10-12 years ago and sizzle it up at least ended 6 years ago. I believe magnus and merle’s stuff also ended around 6 years ago but im less sure? but that means the backstory stuff happened after their memories of each other were wiped i think… like it wouldnt make sense for them to be going about that stuff while remembering who they were right. and yeah that means lup wasnt around for sizzle it up

anonymous asked:

for you the world was so good i cried i don't think i'm ever gonna find another fic like that, it was so good! do you happen to know any other fics like that? that aren't exactly alternative universe and stuff?

i know i know it was so so good it brought me to tears too :(( yes!! not exactly the same but ive read these non au fics lately and theyre all great!!:

anonymous asked:

You should so do matsuhana and kyouhaba too. and sell them online. because well the world is big and not everyone is gonna be at whatever con you are going to lol

haha I’d love to (especially the matsuhana <3<3), but currently I am printing them private using the amazing printer of a friend (because mine is cheap crap that sucks.. and not in a good way). I can’t use up all her ink ;D  so right now I have to limit it to ‘whatever con I’m going to’ but if I have some left I might offer them here :) (and print some more when I earn some money. Same with prints.)

To all my followers

I may or may not be leaving tumblr after this next week. A lot of stuff has been happening in my personal life lately that I need to focus on. Both my parents health have been been going downhill lately and I feel that I need to focus on them more. I’m going to see how they fair this next week and if they don’t improve then I’ll be leaving. I may return one day to tumblr and join back in my fandoms, I don’t know. I just wanted to give everyone a heads up.

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Hey guys. So I havent really talked about my boyfriend on here other than tagging some stuff with his name (He doesnt have a tumblr) but for those of you who dont know, my boyfriend Hanson is transgender. He just started T last week and is going to be vlogging his transition on youtube to track process. Please watch this video, it is his first one explaining his journey of coming out and starting Testosterone. I’m so proud of his amazing progress and it would mean the world to him for people to like and comment supportive and positive things on the video. Also if anyone has any questions for me about him or our relationship just message me! I love you all so much x

Messy t-shirts and spoiled jeans (phanfic)

A/N: This was supposed to be up last week but I had to make some changes (I’m sorry that these are really short I’m not used to writing long fics although I’m trying)
Summary: Dan and Phil decide a change is needed in the flat
Genre: fluff ?????
Word count: 523

It was a lazy Sunday morning, everything was right in the world it was warm and sunny, birds were singing and life was sweet in a small London apartment.

“Phil you know what I would like to do?” “What dan?” Phil ushering to answer. “I want to go on a lazy walk around the park maybe call into some shops and I want to get some stuff for the office maybe beach or seaside sort of thing”

Later that day they were off dressed in black skinny jeans white trainers and dan in a pastel blue top and jacket with koi carp littered on the back and phil in matching but his littered with pastel blue, yellow and pink flowers. The day became that of popping in and out of furniture shops and picking up small bits. They settled on some wall shelves that varied in size in black and white and decided that they could alternate them and make a pattern on the wall. Phil’s favourite place was a little shop not the traditional London ones but one run by an oldish couple that had dedicated their tiny shop to all things related to the seaside, little boats, cute shells and other little ornaments to fill up the wall space. “Phil this place is perfect for us, we really can make it homely in there especially with those shelves to complete it” Dan exclaimed upon entering the shop.

After spending around half an hour in the shop they settled on getting: six small boats and one large, a bag of mixed shells, some anchors and a few multicoloured beach huts. “These should make everything look so pretty I’m excited to make this office a nice calm space. The only thing I think we should get is so pastel blue paint to really match the beach theme.” “Honestly I think it will look lovely Dan we can make this pretty”. That day followed up with going into a few more shops and coming back to the flat with a beach wood effect unit and a cream sofa bed to fill the space where the dark old one once was, that was to be delivered the next afternoon.

“Phil lets paint the room and take out this stupid old furniture ready for the new stuff coming this afternoon, it hopefully won’t be hard to put that unit together”.

The day progressed with moving furniture from space to space and painting the walls which soon turned into a fun opportunity for rubbing paint up against each other creating messy t-shirts and spoiled jeans.
After five hours of painting, the room was finally turned from white and dirty to blue sea walls. The whole room was looking lovely. The next mission was to screw the shelves into place once all paint was dry.

“Dan we should go eat dinner then these walls should be dry and if not we can start building some of the little things that need to be put together” Phil said “yeah good idea let’s order pizza.” The pizza soon arrived and everything was quiet in the flat, only the noise of boxes opening and closing flowed through the flat.

blegh I’m working on a fic and idk how I’m liking it so far, so I had to remind myself that not everything I write is going to be super intricate and long and detailed and my pride and joy. sometimes a fic will just be a little piece that maybe someone somewhere will enjoy, but it won’t be something I’m super proud of and that’s okay. this isn’t like the publishing industry where a creation will go through countless of edits and people and processes in order to get out into the world. this is just me practicing for something that I hope I will make a living off one day. this is me brainstorming ideas with other people and trying out different styles and putting my stuff out there for people to consume and for me to just get ideas out of my head. sometimes it’s written purely so that the person who requested it can read it. it’s not always going to be something I want to shove in everyone’s faces because I love it so much. writing nowadays is so different from how it used to be, because no one has to give me an okay for me to post something on the internet for everyone to see, and that makes writing so much more fun because writers are evolving and switching things up and sometimes they will write something they don’t necessarily like and it’s their choice if they’re gonna post it or not because there will be both pros and cons with either option. someone might adore something I post that I personally dislike. someone might hate something I’ve worked my ass off on and love with all my heart. you never know.

what I’m trying to say is: writing on the internet is wonderful and heartbreaking simultaneously, but it can be so so worth it, and it doesn’t matter if one piece isn’t as good as another. you’re creating and that’s the important part, and you need to remind yourself to keep going no matter what.

anonymous asked:

Ocarina had an obnoxious tutorial, it was just disguised as normal gameplay. It did the same pokemon thing of "you can't come through here until you have a (weapon/pokemon)" so you end up having to jump through hoops to prove you know how to play a video game

Idk man, I’d rather a game that let me go out and find my own sword and shield than one that just gave me one and told me to go fuck shit up. Especially in a no stakes environment. It feels like I’m actually part of a world rather than in a game. I mean, this doesn’t work in every game. Like I think it’s easy to forget that when OoT came out, the idea of a 3D Zelda game was new and getting players acquainted with moving in a world like that was important. I think more games need to take the time out for stuff like that, especially for new players. Like, Halo did that where right at the start it had you look at the lights. It was one of the first FPS games like that and it taught players to know and become well acquainted with their full scope of movement

All that aside, it’s also important to remember that these games are also designed with a non-gamer audience in mind. People who actually don’t know how to just pick up and play a game, or need to be taught the specifics of a new game. 

I think Ocarina of Time did a great job of slowly introducing the players to a game that felt like natural progression, that felt like it made sense in the context of the world, and had you play through it learning without realising it. Sure, it held your hand a little, but I would hardly call it obnoxious. Not unless it’s your 7th time playing through the game. At which point I’d be impressed if any of the game wasn’t obnoxious.

this is a PSA from memebot’s dadmom because i know some of you are in the US and this is your first time voting so you might not know this but

YOU CAN’T VOTE ONLINE

THERE ARE NO APPS FOR VOTING

some states allow early or mail in voting BUT NO STATES LET YOU VOTE ONLINE.

if you see stuff about that IT IS PEOPLE TRYING TO OBSTRUCT VOTING

they are TRYING TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF YOU. they are hoping that if they spread misinformation about the election they can keep the left-leaning, internet-aware generation from the polls

THERE IS A LONG HISTORY OF DIRTY TRICKS LIKE THIS BEING USED TO ATTEMPT TO KEEP PEOPLE FROM VOTING. in previous elections we’ve seen lists of mostly Black people being targeted for calls saying to vote on the wrong day, stuff like that.

TELL YOUR FRIENDS!!

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World Championships 2017 Preview: Top 6 Men

Yuzuru Hanyu: Let’s Go Crazy | Hope and Legacy
Javier Fernandez: Malagueña | Elvis Presley Medley
Shoma Uno: Ladies in Lavender | Balada para un Loco
Nathan Chen: Le Corsaire |  Polovtsian Dances
Patrick Chan: Blackbird | A Journey
Boyang Jin: Spiderman | La Strada

anonymous asked:

Hi Alice, odd question but: Do you believe asexuals belong in the LGBT community? I have a friend who identifies this way, but as a trans girl, I'm struggling to understand how she has to go through the same things as an LGBT person by being asexual. And struggle aside, I don't even see how asexuality is THAT different from heterosexuality, just with more... hesitation!? Maybe this sounds rude, but I know you've written about asexual people etc, and I wondered what you thought. No shade intended

Hi there. I’m glad you reached out to me about this because you must have really upset your friend by saying stuff like this to them.

It’s easy to see why not only cishet people, but also LGBT+ people, think that asexuality is fake. The world is awash with sex and sexual attraction. It’s everywhere. And everyone is supposed to want it and feel it. It’s so extremely normalised that the idea that someone could be literally UNABLE to feel sexual attraction is, to many people, absolutely bizarre and a joke.

Even if you acknowledge that asexuality is real, it’s also easy to see why you would be so quick to reject and get angry at asexual people who call themselves LGBT+. Because asexual people are not like you, are they. Unless they are trans, asexuals don’t have gender troubles, and unless they experience same-gender romantic attraction, asexuals don’t experience same-gender attraction! Lesbian, bi, gay etc people can all be joined together in their experience of same gender attraction, and all trans folks, binary and non binary, can be joined together in their experience of feeing a disconnect from their assigned birth gender.

The result? No one wants asexuals near them. People can’t relate. No one else feels the way asexuals do and people don’t think they should be part of the group. They’re not the same as you.

But oh god, they are not allowed in the cishet club either.

The first thing you need to try and unlearn is that asexuality is in any way similar to heterosexuality. It’s not. It’s so, so fucking not. It’s painful how different it feels to be asexual compared to being heterosexual. Telling an ace person that asexuality isn’t ‘THAT different from heterosexuality’ is about as accurate as saying being gay isn’t ‘THAT different from heterosexuality’. Being asexual means you do not experience sexual attraction, ever. EVER. And while that might seem easy to you, it’s an extremely painful and terrifying thing to learn about yourself, in a world where everyone is expected to have an array of sexual experiences, fall in love, get married, and anyone who doesn’t do that is strange and a freak.

Learning you are asexual can be terrifying. When you realise you’ve never had a crush, when all your friends have had ten each, you are terrified. When you pass the age where people have started dating and having sex and you still feel nothing - NOTHING - you are terrified. When you think about ever falling in love and the idea disgusts you, or you think about falling in love and you crave it, god you CRAVE it, but you know you can’t ever feel that, you are terrified. When you realise you will never be able to enjoy a normal romantic/sexual relationship, the ones full of passion like you see in the movies, and people will reject you because you can’t fancy them in that way, and there’s a higher chance for you than anyone else that you will simply die alone, without love, without children - you are terrified.

You think being ace is the same as heterosexuality? You think it’s an easy thing to learn about yourself? Explain the terror, then. I’m all ears.

The fact you see asexuality as 'hesitation’ is really horrifying to me. Asexuals aren’t attracted to the opposite gender but 'hesitant’ to act on it. Asexuals DO NOT feel attraction. To anyone. It’s not a choice. It’s not a way of life. It’s not the same as celibacy out of choice, or being a 'prude’, or waiting till marriage. It is ingrained in you, just like being gay is, just like being trans is. It is a part of you that no matter how hard you try to will it away, no matter how hard you try to persuade yourself otherwise, you cannot help it. You DO NOT feel attracted to ANYONE.

And in saying all this, I fully acknowledge that asexuals do not experience the extent of oppression that other LGBT+ folks do. There are no laws regarding asexuality. Lesbian, gay, bi, trans, and other LGBT+ folks no doubt experience a higher level and intensity of systematic oppression to asexuals, more frequently go through hard experiences due to their orientation or gender. But since when did being LGBT+ become a competition for 'who’s the most oppressed’? Is that what LGBT+ is? You’re only allowed in the club if you’re 'oppressed enough’? If you’re 'gay enough’? If you’re 'trans enough’?

If you need persuading that asexuals do experience their own form of oppression, though, consider the number of asexuals who are coerced into sex in order to 'fix’ them. Consider the emotional pain that I have already discussed, of feeling that there is something fundamentally wrong and gross about you because you feel attracted to no one. Consider the number of asexuals who are hounded or emotionally abused by their families for failing to find partners. Consider the number of asexuals who force themselves to have sexual experiences, because it is the norm, because they don’t even know what asexuality is, because THEY think that they are just 'hesitant’, despite finding sex disgusting and feeling no desire to do it. Do you really think asexuals are just running around, free and happy and content in who they are? They aren’t. I’m not.

So go ahead. Cast aside asexuals if you want. Call them attention-seeking, call them special snowflakes. Ignore the pain they feel. Make them go through it alone, in pain, terrified of what they are. Why on earth would the LGBT+ community be a place to support people like that!?

Messages like the one you have just sent me gives me further reason to never talk about that part of myself. To just sit and cry about it at home day after day because I do not like myself. Because I feel that nobody will accept me or understand who I am. I could list the number of things people have said to me to discredit and laugh at this part of myself, but it’s people like you who make me embarrassed to talk about it, too scared to own a label and talk about it freely and openly.

I thought, going into this, that the LGBT+ community was one of total respect, understanding, and empathy. I learnt pretty quickly that it is not.

I send love to your asexual friend. I really, really do.

Disclaimer: I am very aware of the nuances of asexuality, of the differences between romantic/aesthetic/sexual attraction, but sadly it seems that many people can’t even grasp the basic concept of asexuality, so I don’t quite think they’re ready for that yet.

I had a friend who lived in the air vents

By reddit user  mjpack

When you’re a little kid, you do some strange stuff to get attention. Especially when you’re an only child and then poof, you’re not, you’re getting the “little brother or sister” pep talk from Mom and Dad and everything changes. You’re used to being the center of their world, being told you’re the most special little girl, but as Mom’s belly gets bigger and bigger and Dad’s patience with you gets smaller and smaller you realize it’s not going to go back the way it was. Not ever.

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i want a setting that was once a high fantasy world but time has passed and the days of quests are over while the age of indoor plumbing has begun but the elves and stuff like still exist 

like i want fuckin.. space operas where humans weren’t all that phased by aliens because there had always been other species, and our starfleet utilizing translation potions to help communicate

or a cyberpunk world with like digital magic and the hideous, deformed descendants of dragons creeping through the deepest darkest alleyways of the cities, devouring any fool who dares go down where the neon lights don’t reach

magic mecha to defend us from the giants awoken form their slumber by fucking dwarfs who couldn’t stop mining where they knew they shouldn’t, meanwhile rival mage factions are getting close to all out war to be fought with spellcasting pistols and rifles rather than wands or staffs

come on guys what the fuck happens 1500+ years after our young hero leaves his village to become a mighty warrior i gotta know y’all

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Oh... Shaq Thinks The World Is Flat
Maybe he can see something up there we can't?
By Christian Zamora

“It’s true. The Earth is flat. The Earth is flat. Yeah, it is. Yes, it is. […] So, listen, I drive from coast to coast, and this shit is flat to me. I’m just saying. I drive from Florida to California all the time, and it’s flat to me. I do not go up and down at a 360 degree angle, and all that stuff about gravity, have you looked outside Atlanta lately and seen all these buildings? You mean to tell me that China is under us? China is under us? It’s not. The world is flat.” - Shaq

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My mantra was in full force this week; ya dream girl had shit to do. Like, truck-loads of shit. Yearbook stuff is a pain in the ass sometimes and so much hard work, but I’m starting to realize that nobody is asking me to work hard. I decide to work hard because I want to. It’s my passion and what I care about, and one of the ways I put my small stamp on the world. And I’m going to make sure I do my work proudly. I still have so much to do and have to study with finals coming up next week, but I’m figuring it out. sigh. // Busy is a blessing.