this is mostly for me tbqh

Last Words

Cite the final line of five of your fics - your favorites, or the most recent ones. Tag five writers who should do this next.

Tagged by the lovely @punsbulletsandpointythings Thank you! Gonna tag @thebisexualmandalorian @itsybitsylemonsqueezy @cryingcryptids @wolveria and @sleepy-skittles no pressure if you don’t want to <3 (also i totally cheated and mostly did last paragraph for two. sorrynotsorry)

Wolffe’s Scars (one of my fave endings tbqh)

“The only thing that allowed me to live with myself after 66 went out,” Wolffe whispered into the quiet of the room, “was when I saw his ship go down, I could hear him in my head. Like he used the last of his strength to make sure I knew.”
“What did he say?” Gregor asked, genuinely curious.
Wolffe replied while hearing its echo rattle around in his head, “‘I forgive you, my son.’”

Sucker Punched 

Atin smiled at Sev as they walked off, “Fuckin’ ARCs, man.”
Sev just shook his head, “Fuckin’ ARCs.”

What is a name?

“Fives! Fives, brother.”
Rex’s voice sounded strange coming through through the ray shield. It was all warped and didn’t sound like Rex at all. Though, that may have been the ringing in his ears, and the pain radiating from his chest. Fives was glad that Rex was the last person he would ever hear say his name. Rex was a good brother. They had seen a lot together. Hopefully Rex would heed his warning. Hopefully Rex would remember him, and remember who he was. He was Fives.

Black Holes and Lost Time

After a moment Jesse moved his arm to wrap around Kix’s waist, and kissed his temple, “Come on, let’s see what we can do to be useful again.”
Kix shifted so he could put his arm around Jesse’s shoulders, “Yes, let’s.”

A Gentle Awakening

He stood there, at the edge of the field, until the last flame went out. Until the heavy black smoke cleared. Heavy and dark as he felt. He wished he could clear his mind as the smoke cleared the sky.
Rex turned from the field, the field of his brothers, and never came back.

 did you know that in the UK that your social class is partially determined by what supermarkets you shop at? even though most supermarket’s stock costs about the same no matter where you go? 

here is an (incomplete) list so that you can increase the level of realism in your roleplays! remember to call any characters who shop at the bottom of the list a ‘dirty oik’ or ‘scaf’!

Upper Middle Class

Kate Middleton was ‘just like us’ when she shopped in Waitrose, however this was reported by the upper middle class media - which just goes to show just how upper middle class Waitrose truly is. Of all the supermarket chains, undoubtedly top. Dirty oiks will accuse you of being a posh wank and cooing parents will raise eyebrows in soft surprise and point out that ‘you’re doing well for yourself then, eh?’ should you choose to shop here.

Middle Class

Ah, M&S. Once, I went to get a birthday cake here because I was ‘splashing out’ and it turned out that you could get many cakes for but a few pounds. Much exclaiming of ‘my goodness, I cannot believe how cheap M&S is!’ passed between myself and my partner, which shows how socially ingrained it was in us that M&S was for people above our echelon. 

Sainsbury’s is still perceived by parents as being awfully expensive, but stocking only quality products. In truth, it’s pretty cheap, and even has its own basics range with patronizing slogans on the tins such as ‘Dinner is easy peasy, just a little less cheesy!’ on their own brand cheese & tomato pizzas. Sells a variety of fruits and vegetables, showing it clearly caters to those who will actively prepare and even make their own meals - a definite middle class red flag. Middle of the road and a safe option, you are unlikely to be mocked for using Sainsbury’s. And don’t forget to collect your nectar points for clicking on some random ad or remembering to wipe your arse! 

Working Class

TESCO, Ah, Tesco - the friend to all students. Sells bags of cookies* for like £1.50, and lunch time sandwiches can be purchased for as little as £1. Even their luxury salad range has massive reductions if you come in at the end of the day, and hey, just the other night - i got some reduced to clear Smirnoff gold vodka for £9. £9! Anyway, Tesco is the go-to shop for your bog standard anything you want. Once there was a scandal about their own brand peanut butter causing cancer - and I, who ate peanut butter sandwiches almost exclusively for lunch at Primary school, was the subject of much bullying and ominous health predictions for this reason. 

*Please do not assume I am not British for using the word ‘cookies’ here instead of biscuits. Cookie in British vernacular refers a very specific kind of biscuit - aka a round flat thing typically filled with chocolate chips. Sometimes smarties. 

Morrison’s is a dark horse, and I cannot say for certain that it actually belongs in this class category. A relatively new chain, the town I grew up in did not have one until I was around sixteen - and I can always remember my mother muttering that she ‘didn’t like Morrisons’. Why someone would dislike a supermarket chain, I cannot fathom why - but here we are. Sells a lot of cheap meat, I think? And has an offensively ugly logo as you can see above, giving me an deep sense of distrust and uncertainty. In retrospect, my mother was right. I do not like Morrisons. 

Asda… bought over by Walmart, and therefore familiar to the typical American audience. I believe Asda were the first to start this whole ‘smart-price’ thing - where it will match the price of products you buy in store with any of the other large chains. Price fixing? Some believe so. Others argue that it is simply the American way. I feel truly transnational shopping in this wonderful supermarket, although I have memories of a blue-jeaned mother slapping her behind causing a pleasant jingle of coins to resonate from her back pocket. This image haunts me and I have only just now realized how deeply scarred i have been by this. I realize now the meaning was both to put a bottom on the television screen and to make me feel jovial and have a little laugh as though I am an asinine child, and to convey that I can save pennies simply by shopping here. Thank you, Asda. 

Scrounger Class

& Farmfoods. Sell mostly frozen goods, but a little tip thats not so well known about? Booze. Booze and drinks are SO cheap here. I mean, I got three 5l bottles of coke for £5! £5!!!!!! It’s ridiculous. Seriously I don’t think anything in Iceland costs over a fiver tbqh, it’s just that kind of shop. Around Christmastime, Kerry Katona will resurge on the telebox to tell you that all mum’s go to Iceland. I don’t think my mum has ever gone to Iceland? Is she perhaps not a real mother? I’m not sure. 

& Lidl. Sell a tonne of imported brands, particularly Polish food. My Estonian friend loves it for this reason. Also, every brand will be some kind of cheap knock-off. You are a serious, utter scaf if you shop here. There is no getting around this. You will be mocked as a penny-pincher or poor af. All the meat is Horse Brains and also actually contains like 0.0001% meat. There is no redemption here, shopping at Adli or Lidl will condemn you to the life Channel 4 documentaries, in fact, I’m pretty sure Channel 4 producers sit around and hawk on anyone passing into these stores. I guarantee you that 80% of Benefits Britain’s footage comes from just following around Aldi shoppers. 

no one actually does all their shopping at poundland. Unless… you do? In which case, holy fuck, you could get better deals at Aldi probably? But hey listen, Poundland has changed the face of British supermarkets… forever. Many of the large chains had to reduce the prices of their products to just a £1, all because of poundland. Poundland is also the face of all evil, if one thinks about it, as most of their employees are there on a voluntary basis and aren’t paid at all. In fact, Poundland made it pretty in-vogue to not pay their employees and get away with it when no one would dare before (probably not true, but eyy.) 

And that is it, our tour through the wide range of British Supermarkets and what Social Class it Says About You. Go on, ask any British person on the validity of this list - and I guarantee you that they will acknowledge at least the sentiment of the truth in this. It should be noted that of course, shopping in any of these places doesn’t actually say anything about you - but hey, that’s classism and culture for you! 

I don’t get to reblog a lot of images because the G/t community only seems to really like F/m….I’m more into M/f but it’s almost like that doesn’t exist anywhere on any G/t community. Which really sucks so all I can reblog are little gender neutral scenarios and very rare M/f images. I wish that community was larger but I can’t find a lot of blogs that are M/f and mostly SFW….it’s actually maddening for me tbqh.

tbqh… to me the unnecessary fear-mongering that happens when a fandom pulls a bad, particularly harmless, joke is more annoying than the joke itself like 

yes, tell the people who participated how to right the wrong, and why it is a detriment to the people and business who would be affected by it

no, don’t scream at all these (mostly) young teens that they are all horrible and that they’re going to get the show cancelled and the network is going to throw all the future merchandise of the show into the firey pits of cancellation 

like, that is so grossly unnecessary and probably going to trigger lots of people’s anxiety and start the whole “bad side” “good side” fandom elitist bs that usually ends up painting all younger and less mature fans as terrible people, they didn’t do this with the intention of ruining someones business they did this as a joke-tribute to something they like, something a ton of us as younger fans would have done as well

step back for a few seconds and actually think about how ridiculous it is to be proclaiming that leaving a fake google review is going to get mainstream cartoon show cancelled, yes it is annoying, the crew has asked everyone to stop, and they DO need to stop, but you don’t need to fly off the handle like that and start all the shouty bs

anonymous asked:

Do you prefer blondes with blue eyes or brunettes with dark eyes?

I like people that can keep up with my intellect, banter, comedy, and can give me a run for my money every now and then. I like competition. I like someone who is confident and knows not only are they lucky to have me but I’m lucky to have them. Someone who is self aware and knows who they are. Someone who is my equal. Those are people I like. Their eye color, hair color, skin color, size, expression, whatever else, is irrelevant to me. Attraction for me is mostly based off of the personality and less so on the appearance tbqh.

i know that chai is pronounced like “chi” and “chai tea” is redundant but if i’m somewhere and order a cup of masala “chi” (not bc i want to be pretentious or anything but there’s rlly no use in butchering a word when i know better) i get corrected or they ask me to repeat myself and i gotta tell them the wrong pronunciation bc it’s jst the norm… it’s a caffeinated ouroboros tbqh