there goes my rant for the day

Drarry AU

My brain keeps returning to this idea – what if, in POA (movie universe), Harry never realizes that the crane Malfoy sent him was a note (because I mean, who would)?  Like he just stares at it, confused, then goes “okay” sets it down on his desk and goes back to ignoring Snape

I mean, Draco would be furious because how dare you not appreciate my bullying Potter and the next class they have together, he grabs another piece of paper, writes something along the lines of “You suck Potter”, folds another crane and blows it over – only for it to be left sitting on Harry’s desk again after the lesson, and Harry didn’t even look inside, he didn’t do anything with this damn crane, and Draco is absolutely seething from this lack of attention

So he does it again.  And again.  And again.  

First it’s insults (because of course he hates Potter, they’re archenemies, never mind the actual murderer stalking Harry at this very moment) – “I hope you die Potter” “I wish I met Sirius Black I’d help him” “Your glasses are appalling why do you still have the same ones from first year your prescription can’t possibly be the same you moron” “Eat a bag of dicks Potter” – but a month goes by and he’s running out of things to say and Potter never reads the notes anyway so Draco just starts ranting about everything else he finds annoying

Soon the cranes are just a way of venting – talk about your day, fold a beautiful crane, send it to the person you definitely hate the most.  He still tries to snark and generally antagonize every time he sees Potter, because it’s practically my duty to take the Golden Boy down a peg, Goyle – but he can’t do it the same way anymore, so he takes a step back – in everything except the cranes.  

Every day, every class, and sometimes at breakfast, a crane will land next to Harry Potter’s elbow.  Without fail.  Harry will pick it up, stare at it, and set it back down.  Or maybe slip it into his bag, and Draco’s stomach flips the first time he does that.  

It’s almost like they’re friends.  By now, Draco’s told him things he never even voiced to his friends – that he’s actually terrified of the Dementors, that he keeps feeling like he’s not good enough, because no matter what he tries, there’s always somebody better than him at it – that he still can’t understand why Harry didn’t want to be his friend that time on the train, seriously Potter what did I do?  you didn’t even know me! – and Potter didn’t crumple any of the cranes, so maybe he doesn’t hate him so much anymore?..  Draco knows Potter never reads these notes, but he likes to pretend that Harry knows all these things about him.  And maybe even cares a little.  

It’s stupid, and he really shouldn’t be putting any of such personal details in writing (honestly Lucius would be so disappointed, these cranes are perfect blackmail material and what the hell are you thinking Draco yells Draco’s inner voice) – but he can’t stop.  It’s become a habit, and Potter stared at him for fifteen minutes at lunch today, so he can’t stop.  Draco keeps talking, and making Harry little doodles, and trying not to smile too obviously when another crane ends up in Harry’s pocket.

And meanwhile, Harry’s going nuts.  He just doesn’t understand what Malfoy wants from him, or why he doesn’t run into him so often anymore – and the cranes really seem to be just paper (Ron why does Malfoy know origami is this a general wizard thing or is it just him), and they’re delicate and elegant, and he feels bad about destroying them – so he just leaves them.  

Until, of course, he absentmindedly shoves one in his bag one day – and finds it that evening.  Sighs and sets it on his bedside table, because what else can he do?..  Even if he throws it out, he’ll just get a new one tomorrow.  Or three.  

He’s confused, because Malfoy isn’t even so loud or dramatic anymore, it’s almost as if he’s trying not to attract attention – beyond the cranes – but Harry’s eyes are glued to him anyway.  He knows that Malfoy has to be up to something, because of course he is – but he just can’t tell what, there’s no way to know, and holy shit Ron he just smiled at me what the hell is he planning – and all this time, the pile of cranes on his bedside table keeps growing

He doesn’t lie awake at night, thinking of Malfoy’s smile.  He doesn’t.  Really.  

The next day, when he gets his morning crane, he flashes Malfoy a brilliant smile, and laughs at his stunned expression like ha, two can play at this game!  Gotcha now!  and he’s still thinking that Malfoy’s messing with his mind – except he can’t help but think that it would be nice if Draco was really like that.  If he really just sent the cranes over to brighten Harry’s day.  If there wasn’t something else behind this, because he’s starting to like it.  

All this goes on until Hermione barges into their dormitory again, in the ungodly hours of the morning, like she usually does – and stops dead, staring at the pile of cranes, Ron may have been complaining but she never imagined the true extent of this new, yet age-old obsession.  And of course, Harry tries to protest, that it’s all for science, Hermione, I have to find out what he’s up to and this is the only source of information – but the excuses run dry when she quizzes him a bit and finds out that none of the cranes are cursed, or charmed to yell insults, or anything, really 

So she’s like “well have you tried to unfold one” and no he didn’t, who the heck writes notes inside a crane anyway, isn’t it an artwork??  But hey, that’s an idea, and that night the trio gets together, sitting on Harry’s bed with the crane he just got in Charms, bated breath and all, waiting for it to unleash something nasty (Harry finds himself really really hoping it won’t) 

All kinds of security measures done, and they unfold it 

Hermione’s like “oh.  Oohh,” and Ron’s eyebrows fly away to roam the world

Because inside

there’s a shitty little drawing of Harry and Draco holding hands, with little hearts all around 

I am forever salty about people not realizing how damn smart Leonard McCoy is and not giving him enough credit for that. Jim Kirk is a genius and graduated the Academy in three years? SO IS BONES AND HE DID TOO. On top of already going through medical school and becoming a successful doctor. It takes a hell of a lot of intelligence to be a regular doctor let alone one that goes into space and needs to learn all sorts of medical procedures and diagnostics for all sorts of situations AND other species with different physiological makeups. He doesn’t have time to be like ‘hold on let me look up how to treat an Andorian’. NO it’s all in that head of his and he has to think on the fly and improvise in impossible situations. Our sarcastic doc doesn’t just have a smart mouth for nothing.

Doctor Leonard Horatio McCoy is a fucking genius

I work in a shop that’s named after an elephant-headed Hindu deity, and we mostly sell jewellery, but we also have a couple of small statues of the Buddha and some Hindu deities.

One day this woman comes in and asks if we realise that all these figurines and statues are the work of the devil. She goes on a Christian religious rant for about twenty minutes before my colleague tells her to leave.

Honestly, the shop is named after a Hindu deity. Maybe it’s not the place for you? Also, it’s a shop, not a religious debate forum.

A couple of days later, we hear that she’s emailed the owner of the shop about this devilry.
In response, he recommends that she see a therapist.

Okay people… I usually don’t do this but RANT TIME
I freaking LOVE Lili and I hate that she’s getting hate all of the sudden. She is one of THE sweetest celebrities I’ve met.

I VERY very awkardly approached her once and told her about my mental health issues and how much I was struggling and how much she inspired me… she NOT ONLY listened to my incoherent blabbering BUT she ALSO asked me more about myself AND proceeded to comfort me, give me tips and reassure me that everything was gonna be okay and that I was gonna get through the darkness I was going through at the time

This sweet human being spent a solid portion of her day comforting a stranger about VERY delicate issues when she absolutely did NOT have to.
She is AMAZING and CARING with her fans and goes out of her way to meet them..IF you approach her respectfully and kindly

okay…end of rant and sorry to everyone that had to read this long ass message



Yesterday was the perfect example of a bad day for me. It was one of those days where nothing just seems to work, you forget everything, you lose stuff, everything goes out of hand, and just as you thought the day couldn’t possibly get worse, something else comes up. Let’s not go into details, suffice it to say the day was just horrendous.

I did, however try my best to stay positive. Told my friend Jaido who was with me that day everything that happened since morning. After hearing me rant about my miserable Sunday, she suddenly lit up- which definitely was a strange reflex. Uhm, hello, why are you happy over my suffering? Her answer was life-changing. She answered, “because your suffering means better things are coming!!!”

That positivity was so admirable MashaAllah. Her words instantly made me feel better. It was somewhat magical because I could have sworn I felt like trash two seconds before. The amount of faith she has for God is so profound. Another lesson I learnt that day was, sometimes we focus too much on the problem, we become somewhat blind towards the blessings existing concurrently. Allah says in the Quran, with hardship comes ease. WITH and not AFTER. SubhanAllah, Jaido was definitely a blessing. She was simply heaven-sent. I’m so fortunate to have such optimistic friends who knows just the right things to say when I’m at my lowest.

When He removes something in your possession it is only in order to empty your hands for an even greater gift. - Ibn Qayyim

So if you’re having one of those days, remember, BETTER THINGS ARE COMING!

*cues “Jason Mraz - Life is Wonderful” in the background*

Love, light and laughter,
Aisyah Shakirah

(Shots taken that very day at Masjid Wilayah by @atiq259 on instagram)

imagineaominesdeltoids  asked:

hiii. just wanted to say that i love your blog, your headcanons in particular. they always give me that itch to sit down and write out what i gotta get down soooooo i decided to drop some in ya ask box lol. can i get some random headcanons on how GOM would be with their female best friend?? hope that's not too general.

THANK YOU SO MUCH i did not know i am a source of writing inspiration /cries/ nope! not too general and i kinda like this idea :) 


  • Originally, many thought Akashi was dating his female best friend because of his gentlemanly qualities - always opening doors for her, giving her his jacket when she’s cold, pulling out chairs, etc. but that’s just what he does for the women in his life.
    • Admires his best friend’s ambition and strength, and he learns a lot from her. 
  • They bond over intellectual topics and deep talks and he treats her as an equal.
    • Headcanon that Akashi is not as traditional as his other male counterparts in the Akashi patriarchy LOL. 
  • She is always his +1 to events until he has a significant other.
  • THEY GIVE EACH OTHER FASHION ADVICE?? Like, sometimes Akashi wears something really weird (like a fur coat) and she’s like “Sei, can you wear something less extra” 
    • He calls her late night to ask her for girl advice lmao
    • Also she’s one of the few people who can calm an angry Akashi down l0l 


  • Acts like his best friend’s slave, complains a lot, rolls his eyes and gives infinite sass but would fall apart without her.
  • He asks her a lot of questions about girls and learns a lot how to care for another human being through her.
    • SIDE NOTE: Aomine is, I believe, less selfish and more human because of Momoi. He realizes he says a lot of harsh, blunt things and softens his edges when he’s around her. 
  • He enjoys going out to eat with her post-game and always revels in his glory, and she kind of sits there, feeding in his confidence LOL.
    • She makes him pay for the food though and just sits there munching as Aomine goes, “did you see my AMAZING block??” 
  • Aomine’s best friend basically keeps him from failing in school and is his number one wingwoman because daiki actually sUCKS at talking to girls, despite his perceived exterior. 
  • He gives her one armed hugs ALL the time and lazily calls her “Baka” 
    • PS: im a huge aomomo shipper so i think aomine gets with his female best friend sooner or later


  • Rants and talks about astrology and philosophy all day every day to them.
    • Cute headcanon: they share astrology memes and exchanges lucky items. 
    • Midorima made her believe, or follow Oha Asa a lot more and find more happiness through spirituality.
  • Sometimes, they go for days or weeks without talking but then Midorima would propose a study session together and they’d sit in silence and study until one breaks the silence and talk about what’s on their minds.
    • She always talks to him about her boy troubles and Midorima just nods, unable to give any damn advice because he is socially incompetent. 
  • She reminds Midorima that he’s too hard on himself and always sends little texts encouraging him to take care of his health, especially when he’s sick.
    • CUTE HEADCANON: they go to medical school together and live together platonically in the same apartment. 
    • they’re close enough to share books, and midorima, being a serious person does not take this lightly. 
  • one night when she’s really upset, midorima drives to her house, picks her up and takes her stargazing as she vents to him and he nods quietly. 


  • Headcanon they are food buddies!! except she’s a pastry chef and enjoys baking and always needs someone to taste the food.
    • Mura is always like, “____-chin, they’re all so good - i can’t tell you which one’s better!!” 
  • Mura gives her creative ideas on what new foods or recipes to come up with and CUTE HEADCANON they become co-business owners to a bakery/sweet shop. 
  • Mura carries her on his back whenever they go traveling because she’s lazy to walk and all she has to do is feed him food to keep him going (he’s like a car!!!) 
    • Mura asks her for girl advice and she just claims that he’s a lost cause but is secretly a great wing woman when he really needs it.  
  • His best friend brAIDS his hair or ties it up for him when it gets super long and in his face because he keeps complaining about it and she’s tired of hearing about it. 


  • Like Akashi, a lot of people thought they were dating but Kise sees her as a little sister.
    • fun headcanon!! she is a photographer friend who started off kise’s modeling career by doing his headshots and simple poses.
      • Kise loves doing all types of photoshoots with her and they always go traveling or on adventures to shoot. 
    • another fun headcanon!! they start a youtube channel together to document all their fun experiences.
  • Very adventurous pair of friends who don’t mind attention - both sUPER sociable. they go to bars together and are the life of the party honestly. 
    • When they’re drunk they sing karaoke pieces together LOL 
  • She teaches Kise how to do natural makeup so when he’s having a bad skin day he can cover it up or like…wing his eyeliner when he wants to sometimes??
    • kise paints her nails for her when they’re bored? 


  • his best friend is his quiet partner-in-crime
    • they’re basically super similar in everything except she gets a lot of people’s attention because she’s cute and adorable and small while kuroko tends to become her shadow (poor kuroko) 
    • she hates milkshakes but she flirts with the workers at maji burger so she can get a free one and gives it to kuroko!! 
  • they trade books and goes on walks with nigou to talk about books
    • headcanon that they are in multiple fandoms but they disagree on who they ship and so they always argue over that LOL 
  • Nigou really likes his best friend (sometimes more than kuroko) and they playfully argue on who nigou likes best. 
  • his best friend always goes to support his games and they both make fun of kagami-kun together like an evil duo 

Hey it’s ya museum girl again, how ya been?

Lately, people have been arguing with us about our hours. Tldr at the end because this got long and also tw for a small mention of unsanitary topics.

Two weeks ago I had a lady come in about 45 minutes before we closed, complaining about how she drove all the way across the country, none of the visitors centers she stopped at would tell her our hours, and how we don’t do discounted tickets near closing time, and how she wouldn’t be back the following day because she was supposed to be heading back home in the morning or something. But her biggest complaint was that none of the visitors centers she stopped at knew our hours (which I find a little hard to believe? Because our museum is one of the biggest draws of the area? The places have our brochures which have our hours and phone number on them?). And the way she kept on complaining about it was like she wanted me personally to do something about it, but I honestly was exhausted from working all day so all i did was shrug and apologize a couple times whenever she would take a breath from her wild ass ranting.
Finally she went “where is your manager? I want to speak to them about this.”
I pointed her to the gift shop, since the assistant manager on duty was in there. Lady goes in there to rant to her.

Fast forward to closing time. It’s 10 after close and I’m finishing up my reports when a guy comes in the front door (which I forgot to go lock). I look up, greet him, and prepare to tell him that were closed. Doesn’t even let me talk before he goes “Two adult tickets, okay?” And starts chewing on something (plastic? I don’t even know what it was).
I inform him thay were actually closing.
The guy yanks whatever he was chewing on out of his mouth and literally spits pieces of it at me: “Bullshit! You’re open until 7!”
I inform him that 9-7 are our summer hours. Which ended in September.
“Bullshit! It says on your website you’re open until 7!”
I apologize and repeat myself.
“This is bullshit, where the hell is your manager?!”
I again direct him to the gift shop. He storms away and I finish my reports.
One of the higher ups (let’s call her Shiny) comes down and starts chatting with me in the box office not too long after. I told her about the lady from earlier and the guy I just had to deal with. Shiny and I laugh about them whenever the guy from earlier comes out and is yelling across the lobby “Your manager isn’t in here!”
Shiny goes to take care of the guy. I remain in the box office, make sure no one else tries to come in while I finish my closing duties.
Later on when the museum was empty, assistant manager and Shiny tell me how interactions with both these people ended.

With the lady that was complaining about the visitor centers, apparently she had the exact same rant with the assistant manager that she did with me. Didnt even say anything about interacting with me at all. Assistant manager claimed that at one point she got fed up and asked “what do you want me to do about it? I can’t tell them how to give you info.”
The lady stopped ranting. According to my coworkers she browsed the gift shop and even bought one of the $.30 post cards before she left. Still don’t know why she felt she had to complain to a manager about something we literally have no control over.

As for the guy that spat at me, he was yelling at Shiny and the assistant manager both, claiming that on our website AND on our phone it says we’re always open until 7. Shiny pulls up the website on her phone, and even has the guy call the museum and put the menu recording on speaker to prove that were only open until 7 during the summer. Having been proved wrong, he growled that his trip was “a waste of time” and stormed out.
(And to end that particular day, someone left shit on a toilet seat and the wall in the men’s bathroom. Wonderful.)

The third and most recent person to lose their mind over our hours my coworker Rey had to deal with. She was closing box office, went to lock the door (it was a little after 5 she claimed) when a guy came up and tried to get in. She told him they were closing and he lost his shit.
“You’re not closing! It’s only four!”
She corrected him about the time, going as far as to pull out her phone to prove that it was after 5.
He got even angrier, “according to my time zone it’s still 4!”
Rey basically said something along the lines of “it’s 5 here and were closing, sorry” and the guy finally left.
The ridiculous thing about this? We are a three hour drive from the nearest time zone change. Talk about someone who just wanted an entire museum to work around his time.

Tl;Dr one lady bitches about how visitor centers apparently don’t have info on us, a man throws a tantrum and claims were open until 7, and another man tries to use his time zone to justify being let in after hours.

Today a student asked if I had an iPhone charger, and I held up my frayed, shitty one that I keep in my classroom as a back up for my own phone. It only works about half the time so I just told her that it doesn’t work, sorry.

Without missing a beat, another student looked at my frayed, shitty iPhone charger and said, “Teacher salary be like” and I fucking lost it.

Well played, kid.


Taylor ( @taylorswift),
2 years ago today, I was dancing around the Greensboro Coliseum without a care in the world, wrapped in fairy lights and butterfly wings, screaming to your songs so loudly I swore I lost my voice. 2 years ago today I met some of my best friends (the Loft Squad™) outside of a photo booth backstage at your concert. 2 years ago tonight I received guitar pics from Scott Swift and got a little yellow note saying to meet in Section 114 after the show. 2 years ago today I met you at Loft 89 Greensboro. (*AHH I’m ugly crying so hard rn*) This was the most magical, incredible night of my entire life. I can’t thank you enough for allowing me to become friends with you that night and for becoming such a huge part of my life. So much has changed since that night, and my love for you has only gotten stronger. I feel so blessed to have had the opportunity to meet you and reach out to you through Tumblr throughout these 2 years. I can’t believe it’s already been 2 years, I swear I just blinked. I feel like it was just yesterday I met you!! Not a day goes by that I don’t think about you walking around Loft on your tiptoes, when you talked to me about your cats, when we ranted about Olive Garden, when you wrote my URL on your bandaid, or when you called me beautiful. I’ll never forget everything you did for me in that night. You made me feel like a part of something so, so special. I still can’t even believe I had the chance to meet you. Im so obnoxious about it… it’s literally been 2 years and (you can ask ANYONE) I still won’t shut up about the time taylor swifts mom invited me to eat cookies with her daughter backstage. WHAT. A. CONCEPT. I’m so excited for this new era and for you to meet so many more fans that have never had the chance to meet you. It truly was a life changing experience that I’d wish upon anyone. I love you more than words Taylor, and I can’t wait to see you again some time soon!❤️
Forever by your side,

Any time someone tells you that “asexuality” is a stupid term because “isn’t asexuality about single organism reproduction and not someone’s sexual attraction?” …well… here’s what a PROFESSIONAL LINGUIST has to say about that bogus:

Words have definitions that are created by how a population uses them, not by what you see in a dictionary. Now, words might have roots and prefixes and suffixes that help build the meaning of the word, but ultimately what is important is how the word is actually used by native speakers of that language. So how a population uses a word is how a word receives its meaning or meanings.

It’s also to note that word meanings change over time; there is very little which is static in a language, but languages are constantly, always morphing. Those changes are valid and completely, utterly a part of the contemporary language. Once upon a time people scoffed at how “pants” was shortened from “pantaloons.” But nobody in today’s society would disagree that “pants” is a widespread, very real word of the English language. Words are simply what are used by a contemporary native speaking population of a language.

A dictionary is not an omniscient authoritative source of a language. A dictionary is not a prescriptive means by which to prove whether or not something is a word. A dictionary is an imperfect, human-created document regularly updated to record how a population currently uses a word. It’s an observational record, not a book of rules.

BUT… because dictionaries are records of things that change, the dictionaries’ definitions are very often outdated or incomplete.

So, yes. The dictionary does provide us a scientific term of the word asexuality related to single organism means of reproduction, and that term is still of course relevant in scientific discourse. That still is a meaning of asexuality, yes. But words often have multiple legitimate meanings (ex: bat meaning an animal, sports equipment, whacking something aside, or a way of moving one’s eyelashes). All of those meanings are equally valid so long as they are used by the population of English native speakers. The fact that a very, very large population of native English speakers uses “asexual” to mean “an individual who is uninterested in sex, or who has very little or no sexual attraction”… means that this is indeed a valid meaning of the word asexual! 


And if anyone tries to argue with a professional linguist because you think you have some authority and knowledge about your own language, well…

You might have a human body, but that doesn’t make you an expert in biology. You wouldn’t argue with a biologist about the chemical processes that occur within the stomach and other parts of the human digestive tract.

You might be able to see the sun and moon rise and set every day, but that doesn’t make you an expert in astronomy. You wouldn’t argue with an astronomer who tells you how the planets orbit around the sun. In fact, your personal, first-hand experiences of planetary bodies might lead you to make incorrect conclusions, like the earth being flat or the sun rotating around the planet.

Similarly, you might be able to speak a language, but that doesn’t make you an expert in linguistics. Many native speakers’ intuitions about their own language are wrong. For example, most English speakers don’t realize that the “t” in “star” is actually a different sound than the “t” in “tie.” So if you want to argue with me, a professional linguist, you can go and kiss my shiny grad degrees that pronounce me a literal expert in the field.

Asexuality is valid, friends. There is a reason why the term is so widely used by human beings: it’s because so many of us have similar, shared experiences in which we do not feel sexual attraction, or little sexual attraction, or have no or little interest in having sex. Humans don’t make up words that have no use in society. We use words because they are needed to explain something that is a real experience to us. The reason why the word “asexual” ACTUALLY DOES MEAN THE QUEER THING is because we humans have a need for this term to describe a widespread, common, legitimate, valid, understandable, real human experience.

You keep being rad, my fellow ace angels.

Asexual linguist signing off.


listen…shepard will always been my no1 video game love but honestly I ADORED andromeda and my smol anxious precious space daughter ryder???? she’s a sassy hot mess who’s just frantically making this shit up as she goes along but she’s also so pure and genuine and enthusiastic in a way we never got with poor exhausted war vet shep. I was really excited to try out the CC but ended up sticking with cutie pie default sara because after seeing her in the trailer I was really weirded out hearing her voice come from someone else’s face (if that makes sense…)

I actually finished the game over a week ago but with all the crazy of moving house I’ve only just got around to scribbling some ryder stuff and trying to get to grips with drawing her. notes under the cut…

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RANT: I woke up positive as fuck today. i told myself it was gonna be a good day. i had been down for almost two weeks but i decided today i was gonna pull myself out of it. i got up at 6:30 made breakfast, painted, hammocked, sat in the sun, coached a girls soccer camp, trained, went to the gym and HIT A NEW BENCH PR @ BW WHICH WAS MY GOAL FOR THE SUMMER. so it just goes to show a little positivity goes a long way. so wake up smiling tomorrow and make the day your bitch.🌞


these messages have been sitting in my inbox for 10 days now. every time i logged onto tumblr i would see them. i didn’t answer them because i didn’t really know how to respond without anger, and i didn’t want to perpetuate a toxic environment in this fandom.

but the reason i’m posting them here and now, is to show you guys how much your words can hurt. you think its not a big deal, you just hit the anon button and sent a mean message or two because your jealousy got the best of you. you didn’t think about the fact that there might be others sending them too. maybe you thought your message was just another drop in the bucket. it wasn’t. i felt every single cruel message that passed through my inbox, no matter how hard i tried not to.

 the worst part of these messages was that every time i think about the secret sessions, a happy time, the BEST time in my life– these messages flash into my mind and taint the good memories i have sitting on taylor’s floor as she looks into my eyes and smiles.

please use the anon feature for something else. use it to send your friends a nice compliment without them knowing its from you. send a funny question because you see one of your mutuals is bored. don’t use it to hide behind your keyboard and type nasty words. because the moment you hit send, it goes to a REAL person’s inbox. i’m on the other side, having my day interrupted by the echoing words  of “you’re an entitled bitch, you didn’t deserve it” 

so please remember:

“Words can break someone into a million pieces, but they can also put them back together. I hope you use yours for good, because the only words you’ll regret more than the ones left unsaid are the ones you use to intentionally hurt someone.”

Look. I don’t expect a week or a day paid leave every month because we get periods. I don’t expect more free sick days or longer​ weekends, or more pay for every hour we work to make up for the hours we can’t.

What I do expect, of both non-period people and people with lighter periods, is some respect and acceptance.

When I’m crying in bed passing out whenever I get up due to excessive blood loss and cramps that make me throw up with pain, I don’t want a “oh boo hoo, suck it up” or a “well MY period never stops me from working”. I want a “that sucks” or “I understand” or even “we can’t give you any more sick days, but I understand you really can’t help this”. A little understanding and realising that someone else might actually be bothered by their periods goes a really really long way.

That’s all, thanks.


“Paris is good. Nice call, Monsieur.”

“De nada, muchacha.”

Thank you for 100 follows! Needless to say, I miss these two real bad and I have for around six years. DC writers are pretty sadistic ya know that? Then again, I guess I might be too.

Because who has time or money to read almost 30 years of relationship development…

Under the cut: Look Over Your Shoulder, a monologue recap Fanfic: Fluff/Humor/Angst. DC Rebirth. Wally’s POV. Warning: Mention of the grief typically associated with Alzheimer’s. Also I cried while writing this. Story set to this song.

Keep reading, about that kiss ... is it a result of the andre talk? or is it a possible rewrite from the comics?

possible spoilers, you’ve been warned: 

so, we’ve all been supremely blessed with the latest promo from the walking dead featuring richonne in a very intimate kissing scene, as well as speculation of lots of sexy times in episode 7x12. this particular intimate moment got me wondering what what led up to this scene. 

i’ve already written a loose theory on this before, that it may be when michonne tells rick about andre - now, i’m wondering if it could also possibly be a rewrite from the comics for the “i love you” reveal.

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Originally posted by castello-branco

Kurt Wagner x Reader


Author: Morgan

Prompt: Kurt always telling the reader how much he loves her in German then lying about what he said until one day Hank gives her a translator earpiece that Kurt doesn’t know about and oops I accidently gushed over you and confessed my undying love for you.

Note: Awwwwwwwwww!

“(Y/N), I hope you don’t mind me asking, but why exactly do you need a translator?” Hank asked, handing you the metal earpiece.

“Oh, it’s just for…things…” you told him. “Sometimes Kurt goes on German rants, and I don’t always catch all of it.”

“Ah. Well. Good luck with that,” he waved as you left the lab. You paused, pushing the piece into your ear and hiding it behind your hair. Now you were ready to figure out what the hell Kurt was saying.


“Hey blue, what’cha doing?” You asked walking into the living room. Kurt was spread out on the couch, a book of German fairytales in his hands.

“Reading,” he replied, smiling at you.

“Wanna read to me?” you asked him. He nodded eagerly, setting down his cup of tea. You walked over to the couch and laid on top of him. The first time you had done this, he had freaked out, but now he was accustomed to your presence, your warmth. He used his tail to gently stroke your hair while his hands held the book.

“Is German all right?” he asked. You nodded. “Okay.” Kurt cleared his throat. You reached up and tapped the button on the translator.

Once upon a time, zhere vas a little blue circus freak. He traveled from city to city vizh zhe circus, never quite finding a place he belonged. He began to feel like he belonged novhere. But one day, zhe little circus freak found a place to call home. It vas a great big mansion, full of people just like him. Zhese people didn’t make fun of him. Zhey didn’t…treat him like a freak. Zhey treated him like he belonged.” You sighed as Kurt told the story. He continued.

Vhile zhe little blue circus freak vas at zhe mansion, he met zhe most beautiful girl he had ever seen. And vhile he vas somevhat embarrassed by his appearance, she looked at him as zhough nozhing vas wrong vizh him. She made him feel…alive. She had zhe stars in her eyes, and every time she looked at him, touched him, he felt as zhough he might melt into a little blue puddle. And zhough he loved her vizh all of his heart, she vould never know. He couldn’t vork up zhe courage to tell her in a language she understood.” He paused. “The end,”

“That was a nice story,” you smiled softly. “But I think it has a happy ending,”

“Vhat do you-”

“I love you too, Kurt.” You stroked his cheek, tracing his scars gently. His amber eyes went wide.

“You speak German?” he asked, startled to say the least.

“No, but Hank loaned me a translator,” You pulled it out of your ear to show it to him.

“So you heard everyzhing?”

“I did,” you brushed tufts of blue and black hair out of his face. You decided to be bold and go for it, leaning forward to kiss his soft lips. His hands gingerly held your waist and he nervously kissed you back. When you pulled apart, he looked at you nervously. You could feel him shaking beneath you.

“You okay?” you checked. He nodded, gulping.

“Zhat vas my first kiss,” he confessed nervously.

“Was it everything you imagined?” You asked.

“Better,” he replied, smiling. “C-could I…vould you mind if I kissed you again?”

“Not at all,”

So i have this smelly old guy that always comes into our store to scam us. Always trying to return items with out a receipt. Anywaysss, he hates me because i obviously follow him around the store cause hes always stealing shit and spraying himself with axe since hes a smelly old cunt. Well one day im on the phone with a customer and he just walks in, flips me off, and walks back out. Flash forward a week later he trys to buy something at my register (thats a fucking first). I straight up told him im not ringing him in. He goes on a HUGE rant demanding to see my manger. At this point im actively laughing in his face. He ends up leaving after talking to my boss. Afterwards she trys telling me to just ring him in next time! I told her i will not, i have no issues calling another cashier to ring him in. But im sure as fuck not gonna help his salty ass ever again. Felt pretty good for sticking up for myself.

Tldr; fuck smelly old men, and fuck my manager for trying to put me in uncomfortable situations.

Let’s talk about this review I got today for Experimentation. I doubt the person who felt the need to send this message to me is on tumblr, but I’ll never know because they posted as a guest. Which also means I can’t actively reply to it.

Now, I’m going to approach this kind of like a PSA or one of those videos we were made to watch in school about why you’re not supposed to walk on the railroad tracks. Only I’ll be explaining why you shouldn’t send messages like this to fanfic authors.

First though, let me just say that if you’re going to ask/demand things in your message, then please do so under a registered name so that the author can reply personally to you.

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