thank you for ruining my life

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Just finished part one of the Rivals series. While waiting for the next part excuse me while I go listen to all the song lists, listen to the podfic, read all fics inspired by this masterpiece, and cry myself to sleep. Thank you so much I am actually genuinely appreciative of you ruining my life I mean this is all I live for now rly 👍

I’m happy to help ;)

You’re in my arms and all the world is calm. The music playing on for only two.

A very rushed drawing for soriku day because to day was busy, but I desperately wanted to put something out today. I won’t let something as frivolous as an occupation get in the way of soriku day. nope.

Finally ended! Finally done

I came back to Tumblr because of this anime. Can’t believe that there’s gonna be an anime came up to ruin my life by drag me sit in front of the computer, launch my hand to finish many full drawing like this, and make me sleep at four every day. Also even though my English is suck but I’m still keep reading many critical YOI articles. This’s quite a new experience for me because I never be like this before. 

But Thank you to Kubo-sensei and the team to create this beautiful series. I’m looking forward to the next season!!

ps. continue from this >> http://moconiz.tumblr.com/post/154784513016/praise-to-yoi-ep12-tt-i-can-rest-in-peace

ps2. If not because YOI, I’ll not meet you two, @akashiseijuurou-4 @cicilovemakoto thank you so much to talk and been crazy with me. nice to talk to both of you TT/////////TT

ps3. print available in Redbubble http://www.redbubble.com/people/mocon/works/24507382-we-were-born-to-make-history?asc=u&c=629761-yuri-on-ice

OKAY WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK

Yuri on Ice Episode 9:
- most important thing first!! Makkachin is alive and well and we can all be happy again!!!!! :)
- Yurio’s grandfather actually combined Yurio’s two favorites?!?!? (pirozhki and pork cutlet bowl)
- Sala and Michele “broke up”
- Sala and Mila (love them)
- OUR BABY BOY YURI HUGGING EVERYONE?!?!?
- YURIO HAIR UP FUCKING BRAIDED AND THE COSTUME my little precious son has evolved into a beautiful butterfly
- Yuri missing Viktor and going through memories of him while skating
- YURIO BEING SUPPORTIVE SON TO HIS DAD YURI
- JJ being the king… again (Yurio hates him)
- Yuri speakin russian (a little bit)
- Yakov being suprised by Yuri’s performance
- YURIO BEING FRIENDS WITH YURI AND GIVING HIM A FUCKING BIRTHDAY PRESENT?!?!?!!?
- Yurio calling Yuri “pork cutlet bowl”
- Yurio being so proud of his grandfather, so squishy and smol!! just look at his smile!! so proud
- Emil being worried cuz Mickey screamed
- All of them blushing while being nervous (or in love *cough*)
- THE SCENE AT THE AIRPORT LIKE WTF!!!? Viktor and Yuri running while looking at each other and then the hug and hand kiss and the proposal and the proposal AND THE PROPOSAL?!?!?!!?
- “Please be my coach until I retire!” LIKE BITCH WHAT
- AND THEN VIKTOR’S ANSWER “I wish you’d never retire” BITCH YOU GONNA BE HIS “coach” UNTIL YOU BOTH DIE?! THAT SOUNDS A LOT LIKE MARRIAGE TO ME and of course that made Yuri tear up

i don’t know for sure who the evil genius was who said, “hey let us make the actual devil our protagonist of this tv show and then go in whole hog with the most perfect and fitting and poignant and well written love story for him ever,” but i would like to shake that person’s hand

watching yuri!!! on ice
  • me : mm mhm MHHHHM wait what, you're telling me this is a sports anime?
  • me : lolwut m8 they are g-a-y
  • me : wait do straight people do that
  • me : wait do straight people do THAT
  • me : ohmygod this is super frickin gay
  • me : victor, please stop eye-fucking yuri and thank you
  • me : victor! stop touching him so much and get your hand off his chin RIGHT NOW
  • me : vicTOR YOU LITTLE SHIT, PUT THAT TOWEL BACK ON RIGHT THIS INSTANT I S2G I'M
  • me : *chanting* kiss,kiss,kiss! just tip a bit over and kiss him!
  • me : my sweet summer children, you have now fueled my descent into hell
  • me :
  • me :
  • me : thank you for ruining my life i guess
Autism Speaks uses “acceptance” a lot, but they don’t promote the autism acceptance that autistic people are seeking.

A quote from the A$ website explains it all.

“It’s helpful to distinguish between accepting that your child has been diagnosed with autism and accepting autism.”


That is not acceptance

Acceptance is accepting a person exactly as they are right this moment. You are not accepting a person if you do not accept all aspects of them. 

Autism Speaks is still promoting hate. Their brand of acceptance is “I accept my child’s diagnosis, but I’ll never accept autism because it ruined my life.” (See how it focuses on the neurotypical mom, yet skips away from asking for or acknowledging the autistic child’s input? That’s what Autism Speaks does.)

Don’t fall for the lies Autism Speaks tries to tell you. They aren’t promoting true acceptance. They’re promoting “tolerate this horrible child stealing condition because you can’t change it right now, and wear blue so everybody knows you support this viewpoint!”


The word “tolerance” has many definitions. One of them, when used in terms like “racial tolerance” or “religious tolerance” means: willing to accept feelings or beliefs that differ from our own.

But “tolerance” has a second definition, and this is what Autism Speaks promotes: A willingness to put up with something that is bad, painful, difficult or annoying.

Tolerance is not acceptance.

Tolerance is not acceptance.

Tolerance is not acceptance.

Tolerance is not acceptance.



[”Autism Speaks has mastered the skill of deceit. Autism Speaks uses inclusive language while applying exclusive tactics. It deceives and lies. It never apologizes.” –Amy Sequenzia]

#BoycottAutismSpeaks #REDInstead #AcceptanceNotAwareness #Neurodiversity

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To Leigh Bardugo. A letter of thanks.

You’ve changed my life in such a way I could never repay you, nor thank you enough.
As an artist, I could express myself in ways that I couldn’t by reading or writing, quite literally. Since I was a child, I had a pretty horrible case of dyslexia. Growing up, I grew frustrated and embarrassed with myself, especially when a teacher would call me out to read aloud to the class. In high school, we were required to read several novels, and up until year 10, I had my sister read them to me. I then started to try reading again, to show myself I could do it. 4 months later and I’d finished only 1 chapter of a book, and I ended up asking the teacher to read to me after class.
Only able to read small sentences at a time, I could manage social media just fine, which lead to me stumbling across a post by @here-be-fangirls on tumblr, talking about Six of Crows, the characters, and what she thought of it. It sounded beyond amazing, and something I’d read, if I could.
The next day, I went to my local bookstore, and asked if they had any books by Leigh bardugo, and so the lady showed my to the shelf with her books on it, and to my delight, SoC was there. I didn’t have much money, but I had just enough, so I brought it. When I arrived home, I was going to, once again, ask my sister to read it to me, but after sitting down with the book, smelling it, I started reading. I covered the pages so I only read one word at a time, and gradually, I could read without covering anything. It was really difficult, but I finished the whole book in 30 days. My first ever book. No one can understand, how excited and relieved I was, at the age of 19, to finish reading my first book. My family knew how hard I found it to read, and they were all so proud of me.
After finishing it, I was also left shattered. IT WAS LEFT ON A CLIFFHANGER! I had to get the next book, but with some google searching, I discovered that the book wasn’t published yet, but holy butts, I was excited.
Because it wasn’t finished yet, I saw on the back of SoC, there was a trilogy by Leigh, and I knew I had to read it.
19 days it took to read Shadow and Bone.
12 days it took to read Siege and Storm.
One week for Ruin and Rising.
My newfound hunger for reading could never be sated. I took to the Internet again, in search of a release date for Crooked Kingdom, and upon finding one, my excitement overflowed to incoherent noises of which my mother did not approve of, especially for my age apparently. I then discovered I could pre-order the book I craved. And of course, I did.
BUT!
I managed to get a pre-order of a SIGNED copy!! (With temporary tattoos ❤️)

The day arrived. It was on my doorstep, in a white postal bag. But, I found it on the way to university, and I was very reluctant to open it, just because it was so special to me. Getting to the bus stop, (yes, I took it with me) my patience and self control ran out. Opening it, I was the embodiment of a fangirl, just ask my boyfriend. I found the tattoos, I opened the book to look at the maps and was amazed with the artwork. Thinking the signature would be on the cover, I said aloud, “ah well, I thought it was signe-*insert loud and incoherent screaming here*” halfway through the word ‘signed’, I turned the page to see “to Jess - *signature*”
It only took me 1 day to finish Crooked Kingdom.

In between all of this, I made a Twitter account to stay up to date with Rooster Teeth staff, and I started following Leigh. Whenever I made little doodles at Uni about SoC, or The Grisha Trilogy, I’d post it, I even said about how my mum was judging me because I was re-reading one of the books. She would make my day by just liking one of my tweets, or commenting on them, no matter how shitty they were.

Now I’m going to get a little deeper.
I’m on medication that I don’t want to be on, for a condition I can’t deal with, and it’s hard to find comfort form anything. Because of another condition branching from this, I have to wear leather gloves during the day and in bed. I have too much energy and I can never sit still. As I said before, I could barely read for a large part of my life. I have a lot of trouble with beliefs that were forced onto me. I’m a slightly larger person, and enjoy my food. I’m actually pretty good with knives and swords..

Kaz: taught me that wearing gloves isn’t a bad thing, and it kind of made me feel like a bit of a badass sometimes.
Jesper: showed me that having boundless energy can be fun, and not an impediment.
Inej: well, she’s the wraith. Is there much else I need to say?
Wylan: there’s ways around reading, you don’t need to be perfect, and there are other things to be good at.
Nina: I can be curvy and still kick ass.
Matthias: I need to be true to myself, and not be so influenced by negative words.

Oh, and Wylan & Jesper showed me that I don’t have to hide my sexuality. (SCREW ANYONE HATING ON LEIGH FOR INCLUDING LGBT+ IN HER BOOKS)

Leigh Bardugo, here-be-fangirls, and reading really changed my life, my ability to complete exams, do uni work etc.
So thank you, everyone.

@lbardugo @here-be-fangirls


I mean like in those old movies were the husband kisses s wife goodbye before heading out to work.

I didn’t know this ship was everything I needed.

  • Kirk: Hey, did you get my report on the mission?
  • Pike: Ah, yeah, I looked it over. Nice work.
  • Kirk: Good. Thanks, dad.
  • Kirk: Why is everyone staring at me?
  • Uhura: You just called Admiral Pike “dad”. You said “Thanks, dad.”
  • Kirk: What? No I didn’t. I said “Thanks, man.”
  • Pike: Do you see me as a father figure, Kirk?
  • Kirk: No! If anything, I see you as a bother figure, because you’re always bothering me!
  • Spock: Hey! Show your father some respect.
home is where the pizza is

AU: “i made my special request for my pizza for them to send their cutest delivery person & here you are and wow did they get that right.”
Or:
Nico is fairly certain that Piper is trying to ruin his life. Or his pizza. Same thing.


“You’re pretty.”

Nico blinked back in surprise, the loose bills in his hand crackling under his tightening hand. “I, uh…what?”

The pizza guy only grinned wider. “You’re pretty.” He repeated.

“Um. I, uh…thanks?” Nico could vaguely hear Piper’s high laugh from the living room and he didn’t know how, and he didn’t know why, but Nico could only swear on one thing at that moment, and that was that this was all her fault.

And, he could also swear that this was probably the reddest he’s ever been. Counting the beach incident last summer.

Nico had to resist from the shiver that came from the memory. That hurt.

The pizza guy grinned, bringing back Nico’s attention, and held out the pizza box. “And you’ve got nice eyes.” He added on, somehow looking earnest and cocky at the same time. Nico didn’t know that was possible, but Pizza boy seemed to be making it work.

“Thanks.” Nico repeated, his neck still burning bright, and he hoped his voice wasn’t as weak as it sounded to his ears.

This whole situation wasn’t helped by the fact their usual pimply high schooler was replaced by a tall, blond, and handsome.

Nico wanted to retreat back into his warm fort in the living room, knowing at least his blanket burrito would never betray him. He could almost see Piper peeking around the corner, Jason probably at her feet, Reyna towering over them all. They were watching him, he was sure of it, and he was even more sure of the fact they were laughing at him.

The guy seemed to finally take pity on Nico as he passed the pizza over. “Special instructions.” He grinned, tapping the receipt taped to the top of the box. Nico turned the box, along with his head to the side, to better read the paper.

Send your cutest delivery boy & tell me I’m pretty. Also, a compliment would be nice.

Nico stared at the words for a long moment, glancing back up the boy. “I didn’t write that.” He felt the need to clarify, “It was uh, -” He pointed over his shoulder, where laughter was now helpfully erupting behind him. “One of them. Piper, probably, because I refused to let her get pineapple on the pizza.”

“That’s just a travesty, pineapple on pizza.” The pizza man agreed, leaning against the wall, seeming satisfied with the whole situation.  

“Extra pepperoni and banana peppers are the only way to go.” Nico answered without thinking. It was true. He and Jason had done a very thorough investigation senior year of high school, and that was the very godly combination they finally settled on after several trial runs.

He and Jason were serious about their pizza, okay? And they weren’t going to let Piper run their months of science for the disgraced topping of pineapple.  

Pizza boy clenched at his chest at that, “A man after my own heart.” He grinned.

“Here’s, um, here.” Nico held out the bills, “Keep the change.”

The pizza boy took the money, still grinning that stupid smile. He adjusted the company hat on his head, his blond curls crazy and frizzy under the cap, and let his hand fall to the back of his neck. “Thanks…” He glanced at the receipt. “Jason?”

Nico sighed at the laughter behind him. They were probably at the window, listening to the entire interaction with glee. “It’s Nico.” He corrected him, “Jason’s the idiot who let us use his account rewards.”

Pizza boy nodded, “Cool. I’m Will.” He gave Nico a small salute, “Pizza boy extraordinaire. Also, the cutest delivery boy on site at the Main Street location, apparently.”

“Really? The cutest?” Nico grinned at that, always one for teasing.

“There was a vote.” He informed Nico like it was a secret, “Cecil took the loss pretty hard.”

“I would imagine. The cutest delivery boy, that’s a hard title to carry.”

“It has its setbacks.” Will nodded in agreement, “Fighting off the proposals, for one.”

“Really?” Nico raised his eyebrows at that, an amused expression taking place. “You’re just fighting off suitors, is that it?”

“Exactly.” He nodded, looking dramatically relieved. “I’m so glad you understand.”

Nico scoffed out a laugh, turning his face to hide his widening grin. He could still hear the others gathered behind him, he noticed, their low laughter and whispers not nearly as quiet as they probably thought.

“Well.” Nico turned his head back to the other boy, his grin now under control, although his face was still flushed a pleasant pink. “Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to deliver this and…for following your instructions.” Nico wanted to pound his head on the side of the doorway by the time he was finished, his awkward voice trailing off. Will didn’t seem to notice, only pocketing Nico’s payment and biting his lip. Usually, Nico would classify lip-biting as an unsure movement, one that he employed on himself often, but with Will it looked completely different on his smirking face. It was his confidence, Nico thought, and his over-cocky manner.

“Anytime.” Will told him easily, probably having no idea how much he was affecting Nico. He turned, one hand tucked away into his pocket, and with the movement Nico could guarantee that he was Absolutely Not instantly drawn to the hand’s destination, the back pocket where it was nicely tucked so it pulled at the already tight fabric –

And Nico’s gaze instantly snapped back up as Will paused, only a few feet from the doorway, and turned back to Nico. He eyed Nico standing there, still holding the warm pizza box with his equally as warm cheeks, and gave Nico just a bright smile, Nico had to blink back in surprise.

“Just cause they were instructions doesn’t mean they weren’t true.” He winked, “Check the back of your receipt if you’re interested.” With that, Will was bouncing down the steps, heading back to the street.

Surprised, Nico flipped over the paper and was even more surprised to see a number scrawled there in thick black marker. Nico vaguely wondered when Will would have even written his number there, but settled for numbly waving back as Will got back into his car, appropriately advertising the pizza company, and drove off. He waved at Nico as he left, and Nico was left holding a quickly cooling pizza and a small slip of paper.

Nico stood in the doorway for another moment, blinking back surprise. He turned, his annoying friend’s laughter still echoing through the hallway, and already began plotting on how to get Piper back.

Right after he pocketed the receipt, of course.

There was so much in that moment with Richonne that I wanted to mention:

-Their slight height difference.

-Rick saying ‘see you soon.’

-Rick’s hand on her waist (and then her backside; of this I am certain).

-Michonne closing the distance between their bodies.

-The Kiss!

-Them looking at each other with desire, gratitude, adoration and love.

-Michonne gently stroking his face.

-Forehead touches.

-Nose touches.

-Her holding his upper arm.

-Rick saying ‘thank you’.

-His voice sounding deeper after The Kiss.

-Her watching him walk away.

Then I realised: it was probably their first kiss since everything happened and Rick most certainly wanted to ‘stick around’.


Leave me here with my life ruined, please.