this land is made for you and me

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It’s incredible how we always end up with these two.

Just like Booth and Brennan, they are the center. And they had to hold. For everything to work, they’d have to hold.

And they worked everyday. So hard. To give us the best. To have the best work environment. To have this show.

So different people, these two, with such completely different backgrounds and professional situations when they landed on this little show. Yet. They made it work everyday. Through their inside jokes, through their laughs, through hard times, against everything and everybody that didn’t believe this show actually could. They built this amazing friendship.

And the feeling, this friendship that flourished leaves me? Peace. Happiness. Because it’s so pure in so many ways. It’s David and Emily, those two so different that built their bridges together for Booth and Brennan, for Bones. You see it in every smile and photo and moment. There’s a real, deep connection. I’ll hold them so dear to me in my heart forever. I love them.

Thank you David and Emily, for giving me my life as I know it today.

carbonjen  asked:

13. “I made the mistake of thinking ‘This can’t get weirder.’ Sorry.”

This took me forever to get to, because it took me forever to figure out what exactly I wanted to do with this prompt. 
When I finally came up with an idea, it ran away with me. I had a lot of fun writing this! Thank you for sending the prompt in, and I hope you like it!

Prompt is from this list.

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Landing in an alternate dimension was the last thing Jason wanted out of his Friday night.

He supposed it could be worse. Bizarro could have come tumbling through the portal along with him. Navigating a completely different timeline with his new friend by his side would surely make things a lot more difficult.

On another brighter note, Jason had also thankfully landed in Gotham. This version of the city wasn’t too far off from the one he’d grown up in either.

Unfortunately, his ride here was sure to have shown up somewhere on the Bat’s radar. An alternate Bruce was the last person Jason wanted to run into. Who knows what kind of relationship his alternate-self had with the man, and how that relationship effected his willingness to help him. Did he even have an alternate-self?

The question was answered only moments later, when a figure dropped down in front of Jason, cutting him off.

Jason stared at who was most likely his doppelgänger. The red helmet, a few shades darker than his own, stood in the way of him being certain.

The Red Hood grabbed him by the lapels of his jacket, and slammed his back into the brick wall of the nearest building.

“Who the hell do you think you are?” he growled, pressed so threateningly close, their helmets nearly touched. “Is this some kind of sick joke?”

“I promise you that it’s not,” Jason replied, fighting off every instinct inside of him to not fight back. God this was so fucking weird.

“Then what’s with the get-up, imposter?” Hood demanded, pulling him forward, only to slam him back against the wall.

Jason sucked in a deep breath, before taking a chance, and praying he was right.

“I’m you, asshole. And if you’d let go of me, I could prove it to you,” he gritted out.

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anonymous asked:

Do you have as many friends from school land stuff ad you do from this website or are most of your cherished friendships from here ? : )

uuuuh tbh i have more friends irl cuz as i said before i have three friends on here but i cherish all my friendships both on and off line but in different ways cuz none of my friends irl would tell me “raw me” every time i made a good point and on the opposite end my online friends have only seen me thru the same angle i take all my selfies from lmao

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It’s a long-standing tradition for the sitting president of the United States to leave a parting letter in the Oval Office for the American elected to take his or her place. It’s a letter meant to share what we know, what we’ve learned, and what small wisdom may help our successor bear the great responsibility that comes with the highest office in our land, and the leadership of the free world.

But before I leave my note for our 45th president, I wanted to say one final thank you for the honor of serving as your 44th. Because all that I’ve learned in my time in office, I’ve learned from you. You made me a better President, and you made me a better man.

Throughout these eight years, you have been the source of goodness, resilience, and hope from which I’ve pulled strength. I’ve seen neighbors and communities take care of each other during the worst economic crisis of our lifetimes. I have mourned with grieving families searching for answers – and found grace in a Charleston church.

I’ve taken heart from the hope of young graduates and our newest military officers. I’ve seen our scientists help a paralyzed man regain his sense of touch, and wounded warriors once given up for dead walk again. I’ve seen Americans whose lives have been saved because they finally have access to medical care, and families whose lives have been changed because their marriages are recognized as equal to our own. I’ve seen the youngest of children remind us through their actions and through their generosity of our obligations to care for refugees, or work for peace, and, above all, to look out for each other.

I’ve seen you, the American people, in all your decency, determination, good humor, and kindness. And in your daily acts of citizenship, I’ve seen our future unfolding.

All of us, regardless of party, should throw ourselves into that work – the joyous work of citizenship. Not just when there’s an election, not just when our own narrow interest is at stake, but over the full span of a lifetime.

I’ll be right there with you every step of the way.

And when the arc of progress seems slow, remember: America is not the project of any one person. The single most powerful word in our democracy is the word ‘We.’ 'We the People.’ 'We shall overcome.’

Yes, we can.

And if you’d like to stay connected, you can sign up here to keeping getting updates from me.

President Barack Obama 

😤😤😤Talos the mighty! 💪💪💪Talos the unerring! 💯💯💯Talos the unassailable! ✊✊✊To you we give praise!🙏🙇🙌

We are but maggots, 🐛🐛writhing 〰in the filth 👣👣👣of our own corruption! 💰💲🚫🔪While you have ascended😱😇 from the dung💩💩 of mortality, 👥💀and now walk among the stars!🌠⭐✨

But you were once man!👨👨👨 Aye!✅✔✅ And as man, 👦👦you said, “Let me show you the power💪💪💪💪 of Talos Stormcrown⚡👑🔱, born of the North,🆙🔝☝ where my breath 💨💨💨is long winter. ❄⛄I breathe😤😧 now, in royalty,💍👑💲and reshape this land🌐🌄 which is mine. I do this for you,👉👉 Red Legions, for I love you💞💞💞.”

Aye, love. ❤❤❤Love! 💓💓💓Even as man,👴👴👴 great Talos cherished us. 😭😢For he saw in us, 👐👐in each of us,👫👬👭 the future of Skyrim! 👏👏The future of Tamriel!👏👏👏

And there it is, friends! 🙏🙏The ugly truth! 🙀🙀🙀We are the children of man! 👦👨👴Talos is the true god😇⛪💒 of man! Ascended 🙌😇from flesh,👃👃👃 to rule the realm of spirit!👻👻👻👻

The very idea is inconceivable to our Elven👱👱👱 overlords! 👺👺Sharing the heavens 🌌🌌with us? With man?👮👷💂 Ha! They can barely tolerate our presence on earth!🌎🌏🌍

Today, they take away your faith.🚫⛪🚫 But what of tomorrow?⁉⁉ What then? Do the elves 👱👱take your homes? 🏠🏠🏠Your businesses? 🏧🏦🏥Your children? 👪👪👪Your very lives?🔪🔪🔪

And what does the Empire do?🏰🏰 Nothing! ❌❌❌Nay, worse than nothing! ❎❎❎The Imperial machine enforces the will of the Thalmor!🙅🙅🙅 Against its own people!😠😠😠😠

So rise up! ☝☝Rise up,👆👆👆 children👶👶👶 of the Empire! 🏰🏰Rise up, 🆙🆙🆙Stormcloaks!💧⚡ Embrace the word of mighty 💪💪Talos, he who is both man and Divine!👼👼👼

For we are the children of man!👶👦👦 And we shall inherit both the heavens🌌🌌🌌 and the earth! 🌎🌏🌍And we, not the Elves👱👱👱 or their toadies, 🐸🐸🐸will rule Skyrim! Forever!💯✔💯

Terrible and powerful Talos! 👑👑👑We, your unworthy servants,🙏🙏🙏 give praise! 🙌🙌🙌For only through your grace and benevolence 💓💓may we truly reach enlightenment!👍👍👍

And deserve our praise you do, 👏👏👏for we are one! 👐Ere you ascended 😇😇😠and the Eight🕗🕗🕗 became Nine, 🕘🕘🕘you walked👣👣 among us, great Talos, not as god, 🚫👼🚫but as man!👲👳💂

Trust in me, Whiterun! 👌👌👌Trust in the words of Heimskr! 👍👍👍For I am the chosen✔✔ of Talos! 👀👀👀I alone have been anointed 💦💦💦by the Ninth 🕘🕘to spread his holy ⛪⛪⛪word!💌💌💌

FULL ON SCREAMING WITH SCREENSHOTS SPOILERS FOR YURI ON ICE EPISODE 12

YURI YOU SHIT YOU MADE VICTOR CRY

I HONESTLY THINK HE THOUGHT YURI WAS DUMPING HIM UNTIL THOSE TWO WORDS SO HE’S A LITTLE RELIEVED

BUT STILL FUCKING PISSED AT YURI

This is actually really grown up of them.

FUCK YOU FOR MAKING ME FEEL BAD FOR JJ

PHICHIT IS THE CUTEST LITTLE SHIT ALIVE

I DON’T WANT A COACH RN

I WANT VICTOR

CUTE FIANCE HUGS

THEN HE SKATED HIS HEART OUT AND LANDED THAT QUAD FLIP AND VICTOR IS SO PROUD

BUT YURI DIDN’T WANT TO ACTUALLY LET VICTOR GO

THE FACE OF A MAN REGRETTING HIS CHOICES

BROKE HIS FIANCE’S RECORD

DOESN’T FULLY REGRET HIS CHOICE CAUSE HE WANTS VICTOR TO SKATE

WHAT’S THIS YURIO? YOU SEEM UPSET…

VICTOR HAS TOO MANY FEELINGS

I FUCKING KNEW IT

YOU LITTLE TSUNDERE SHIT

YOU ADORABLE ANGRY CHILD. YOUR ENTIRE MOTIVATION TO WIN HAS SETTLED ON NOT WANTING YURI TO RETIRE AND THAT IS PRECIOUS

SO YURIO WINS AND YURI GETS SILVER WHICH HONESTLY SHOCKED THE FUCK OUT OF ME.

VICTOR YOU ARE IN PUBLIC AGAIN

HE’S TRYING NOT TO GET A BONER YOU THIRSTY ASS RUSSIAN

MORE CUTE COUPLE HUGS

DETERMINED YURI IS THE BEST YURI

EVERYTHING I HAVE EVER WANTED EVER

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I AM DEAD

THE GAYS ON ICE KILLED ME.

Seriously though Yuri and Victor and Yurio together in Russia for season two? Yes please! I fucking loved this episode. I would have been happier with a kiss or a wedding but the pairs skating was sublime.

Also they talked it out and made their own choices about their future and they are still together.

i am happy :)

Pres. Obama in letter to Americans: “I wanted to say one final thank you for the honor of serving as your 44th President.”


FULL LETTER:


My fellow Americans,


It’s a long-standing tradition for the sitting president of the United States to leave a parting letter in the Oval Office for the American elected to take his or her place. It’s a letter meant to share what we know, what we’ve learned, and what small wisdom may help our successor bear the great responsibility that comes with the highest office in our land, and the leadership of the free world.

But before I leave my note for our 45th president, I wanted to say one final thank you for the honor of serving as your 44th. Because all that I’ve learned in my time in office, I’ve learned from you. You made me a better President, and you made me a better man.

Throughout these eight years, you have been the source of goodness, resilience, and hope from which I’ve pulled strength. I’ve seen neighbors and communities take care of each other during the worst economic crisis of our lifetimes. I have mourned with grieving families searching for answers – and found grace in a Charleston church.

I’ve taken heart from the hope of young graduates and our newest military officers. I’ve seen our scientists help a paralyzed man regain his sense of touch, and wounded warriors once given up for dead walk again. I’ve seen Americans whose lives have been saved because they finally have access to medical care, and families whose lives have been changed because their marriages are recognized as equal to our own. I’ve seen the youngest of children remind us through their actions and through their generosity of our obligations to care for refugees, or work for peace, and, above all, to look out for each other.

I’ve seen you, the American people, in all your decency, determination, good humor, and kindness. And in your daily acts of citizenship, I’ve seen our future unfolding.

All of us, regardless of party, should throw ourselves into that work – the joyous work of citizenship. Not just when there’s an election, not just when our own narrow interest is at stake, but over the full span of a lifetime.

I’ll be right there with you every step of the way.

And when the arc of progress seems slow, remember: America is not the project of any one person. The single most powerful word in our democracy is the word ‘We.’ 'We the People.’ 'We shall overcome.’

Yes, we can.

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WOW. WELL IF THIS BE DOOMSDAY, I’LL DIE A HELLUVA HAPPY FELLOW‼️

SPIKEY BELMONT HAS LANDED ON EARTH AFTER DESCENDING FROM THE HEAVENS ABOVE TO BLESS THIS WORLD WITH THAT UNCANNY VOICE-ACTING TALENT! Any additional words would simply fall beside the awesome portent of that staggering phrase!

That man, I swear to Galactus is one super guy. Thanks for surprising me with such a fun audio file! My pearly whites haven’t seen this much light since the 90′s!

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Country music singer Cody Alan comes out
Cody Alan is providing visibility where it's needed most.

Country music singer and CMT personality Cody Alan came out as gay earlier this month, telling the world he’s “happier and healthier” than ever. Here’s what he shared in his coming-out Instagram post:

2017. As we start a new year, there is something I want to share with you. You see, I’m gay. This is not a choice I made, but something I’ve known about myself my whole life. Through life’s twists and turns, marriage, divorce, fatherhood, successes, failures - I’ve landed on this day, a day when I’m happier and healthier than I’ve ever been. And I’m finally comfortable enough for everyone to know this truth about me. Thanks for following me and supporting me over the years. As we continue our journey, I hope this news won’t change how you see me. I’m still the same Cody I always was. You just know a little more about me now. My hope for the future is to live the most honest, authentic, loving, and open life possible. Here’s to being happy with yourself, no matter who you are, who you love, where you come from, or what cards life has dealt you. Thanks again. With much heart, Cody

Congratulations, Cody! 

Rebelcaptain AU : LA LA LAND

a rush
a glance
a touch
a dance
a look in somebody’s eyes
to light up the skies
to open the world and send it reeling
a voice that says, i’ll be here
and you’ll be alright

That was anticlimactic

For context: We were playing lost mines, finally coming around to our last session. Earlier in the campaign, we made a bargain for an NPC’s (Gundren) life, in which he loses his tounge. We are now in the middle of a combat we don’t know is actually the final one.

DM: “Your crossbow bolt lands in blackspider’s eye with a splat, killing him. The spiders in the room curl up and die, and you see a door behind his chair.”

Me: :Let’s check it out"

In the room we found a bound up dwarf and some treasures. When we speak to him, our situation becomes readily apparent

Dm as Nundro: “Thank you travelers, I am Nundro rockseeker”

Me: “Didn’t we know a rockseeker?”

Nundro: “That would be my brother, he sent you here to save me, no?”

I proceed to blow up in laughter as the DM explains what happened. Because of our little deal, and then just sending Gundren away, we never should’ve found out about wave echo cave, but stumbled upon it through a series of luck rolls

DM (ooc): “So you basically stopped the bad guy, saved the town, and reunited the brothers all by chance, without actually knowing that any of these things existed.”

Nundro: “I will be glad to speak with my brother again.”

Druid: “I think you might find you’ll have trouble doing that anytime soon.”

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“Grandpa It is I hansung. I’m doing well in Hwarang House. At first, you forced me to come here. But I like it here now. I learned from a dear friend.. that a hard land can become a path. I learned that when you leave your footsteps together, a rough land can become a path. I’m writing you a letter because.. I want you to know.. that I will receive my own punishment from now on.. Danse did nothing wrong. I do not know about the bone-rank system, but Danse is just my brother. He’s someone who is always on my side. Someone I can trust more than anyone. 

Grandfather, I made a friend among the Hwarangs; Who said he will walk with me. I will live freely. I will not think about family names and power. I will live as a Hwarang.”

Promises (Smut)

Request: Can you do a smut where Shawns on tour and him and his girlfriend traditionally have post-concert sex but she hasn’t been with him for the last few concerts so she surprises him after a concert and they have rough/passionate sex in the dressing room

Word count: 2,825

Promises (Smut) 

“Hey Geoff, it’s y/n” I said, after pressing on Geoff’s number on my phone.

“Hey, did you land already?”

“Yes, I’m on my way to the venue now, I’ll take a couple hours though”

“It’s fine, you’ll surprise Shawn after the concert” Geoff told me, which made me smile widely.

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Better Than Words - Archie Andrews

Can you do an Archie Andrew’s imagine where Y/N goes to one of Archie’s football games but he ends up getting hurt?

@Vikingdancer

The reader doesn’t really get injured per say, but I hope you like it! If you want more Archie please message me!


“You look great Y/N, stop worrying.” Veronica said and you nervously pulled at your sweater. Betty nodded in agreement, “Archie won’t even know what’s hit him.” You blushed at your friends as your group made it’s way into the bleachers. Betty rushed over to Kevin, who was sitting in the first row closest to the football field. You and Veronica made your way to them, sitting down next to them. As your three friends started talking, your eyes scanned the field until your eyes landed on the number nine jersey. Even with his helmet on, he was so close you could see his large brown eyes. You felt your face grow hot when he turned and looked over to the bleachers.

“Looks like Y/N found Archie,” Kevin said with a grin on his face and you could only blush harder. You felt butterflies in your in your stomach as Archie made his way to the railing. You got up and walked to the bleacher’s railing as well. You leaned over the metal and watched as Archie took off his helmet, his red hair flopping everywhere. You giggled and reach over the railing to brush it out of his face. You almost didn’t realize what you were doing until Archie just stared at you. You felt your heart beat faster, but didn’t dare say anything. “You alright?” Archie asked, resting his hand next to yours on the railing.  You nodded and was about to speak when a whistle blew. Archie turned to look at his team then back at you, “I gotta go.” You gave him a sweet smile, “Good luck out there.” He shot you a boyish grin and walked away while putting his helmet on.

The game progressed to 7-14, with Riverdale leading. The fans were jumping up from their seats trying to get a look at the field. Archie had the ball and was running down the field with the ball in hand when a larger member of the opposing team started gaining on him. Archie couldn’t seem to get him off his tail and before he could stop, the player landed on him. The crowd gasped as Archie fell face first on the ground and was further crushed by the larger boy. When he got up off the ground, his arm was obviously bent at an odd angle. Paramedics rushed out onto the field and ushered him away. You were on your feet in the matter of moments, darting down the bleacher steps and running off to where they took Archie. You noticed an ambulance was runnings and saw the familiar head of red hair entering the car.

You rushed towards it, looking inside. “Archie!” He looked up at you and the pain on his face was apparent. “Ma’am, please go,” ordered one of the nurses. Archie shook his head, “She’s fine.” The medic made room for you in the ambulance and you sat down next to him, holding his injured hand.  The nurse set him up as the car made it’s way to the hospital. “Thank for sticking around Y/N,” Archie whispered and you nodded, “It’s no problem Archie.” He turned and you almost melted under his brown eyes. You brushed away a strand of stray red hair out of his face and saw his pink tinted cheeks. He curled his bottom lip in between his teeth and in an attempt to stop your blush, you turned away. You heard Archie chuckle and you looked back up at him. “This is not how I imagined this going.” He muttered, looking towards you once more.

“What do you mean?” You asked, looking into his eyes. “After the game, I had this plan,” he started, “that when we all went to my place, I would finally tell you that I-” You cut him, pulling his face to yours for a kiss. He let go of your hand and buried his fingers in your hair.

“I wouldn’t be trying anything with that arm of yours,” said the nurse, that both you and Archie had forgotten about. He pulled away, blushing as hard as you. “Sorry,” he said, but the nurse just rolled her eyes. “Teens…”

You giggled and Archie turned back to you. “I was going to say that I love you, but I think that kiss conveyed it better than words.” You nodded, and leaned up to peck his forehead. “Much better than words.”

I have this picture in my head, that maybe in three or five years you would bump into me in a bar, with someone else by my side, and the two of us very happy. You would look at me and I would look at you, and both of us wouldn’t say anything. But we’d both know that I had made it, and that I was finally where I wanted to be.

More than its beautifully choreographed musical numbers and its candy-colored backdrop, La La Land tells us (that many of the fairy tales we read as kids didn’t) that sometimes we meet the love that’s right for us, but only we never get to keep them, nor do we get to rewrite the story for it to have a happy ending. Because sometimes, and it comes with a heavy heart to say, that we do not always get to hold onto the loves of our lives because love isn’t all that there is. Maybe love wants to move out and get a bustling career in a big city like Paris, while you want to stay in the little town you’re in and continue to play jazz music. Maybe love has a whole, wide world to go and explore and, in Mark Twain’s words, you do not want to throw the bowlines, away from the safe harbor and catch the trade winds.

Sometimes the one we love has bigger dreams, and we’re scared to venture out of our own backyard, and the most loving and bravest move we can possibly do is to let each other go.

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We’ve stumbled on a view
That’s tailor-made for two
What a shame those two are you and me
Some other girl and guy would love this swirling sky
But there’s only you and I

What a waste of a lovely night

I just drew the characters, the background is from the poster of La La Land

I recently saw the movie and it’s fantastic (and it hurts) So here’s one with Aaron (as Mia) and Alexander (as Sebastian).

Also sorry I haven’t been actively lately as I’m working on my thesis project this semester.