wish i could afford these so much

you: man, why aren’t there any out lgbt professional hockey players? wouldn’t that be so cool? also, watching nhl games on tv costs so much money! i can’t afford to buy an expensive cable plan, but i don’t want to watch games illegally… and gosh, the nhl really sucks in terms of racial diversity…. everyone is so white… i wish there was a way i could enjoy hockey without having to deal with all the problematic issues associated with the nhl…

me, an intellectual:

Now that I’ve used memes to get your attention….

1. The NWHL is super gay!!! The NWHL is partnered with You Can Play, Kourtney Kunichika has a fiancée, and Harrison Browne is the first transgender athlete to play in a professional American sports league! And that’s not even all of them!!

2. Every nwhl game is streamed online completely free! no costs!!! legally!!! the NWHL youtube channel live streams all the games!!

3. Blake Bolden and Kaliya Johnson are both African-American women playing in the NWHL. There are also several Asian-Americans (Kourtney Kunichika included) and the top draft pick from the 2016 draft was a woman of color named Kelsey Koelzer.

4. All the players just genuinely seem nice??? Like they’re supportive and kind with each other all the time! They have meals together! They’re good friends! They bake each other cookies and give them to each other in Bath and Body Works bags with handwritten notes!

tl;dr: the national women’s hockey league does not get enough attention from tumblr and frankly i think that needs to change

So the show just finished and then Josh and Lucas talked a bit at the end about donating to charities before we left the theatre. It was lovely and then just when I think it’s the end, Lucas chimes in :
“I will kiss you-no discrimination men, women, dogs-on the cheek if you donate $50. If both you and your spouse want one, we can do a threesome for $75.”
And just right after he said that, at the back of the stage, a woman shot out of her seat with-Lo and behold-a $50 in her hand.

I think Lucas was the most surprised out of all of us.

you know, as a person who weirdly straddles the line between bisexual and asexual, i’ve really found my home writing and reading and talking about dean and cas and it’s rather personal for me in a lot of ways.

i don’t really have a friend group where i’m totally supported or a job where i can be myself or a family that accepts me as i am (and even the ones who do just simply don’t understand when i try to describe myself), so to come online and read a 4,000-word dissertation about a ship on a lame tv show is, somehow, weirdly, very life-affirming for me. makes me feel warm and full inside, like someone really gets me and that i’m totally ok exactly the way i am.

i know i bury my feelings in layers and layers of sarcasm and intimidation, so excuse me for occasionally making a serious post about things that don’t seem serious, but seriously. being a destiheller, engaging with other destihellers, feeling support of my actual real life identity in the form of arguing about fictional characters - literally nothing else makes me feel better about myself. 

i personally try not to fight anymore because i end up saying stupid shit that hurts people, but i am grateful to those out there still fightin the good fight. grateful that there are people who will defend a ship, as silly as that may seem, because for some probably unhealthy reason i’ve connected said ship to my identity and value as a human being. 

Sharing Stage/2.5D Content

So there are some things I want to go over about sharing, reposting, and general distribution of content.  And while I’m going to talk specifically about Engeki Haikyuu, some of the more general stuff can be applied to most Japanese stage plays, musicals, and general theater.  

I wanted to make this post because I’m seeing a lot of frustration in fandom from both content providers and fans and followers butting heads on this issue.  First off, we have to acknowledge that there is an undeniable precedent that’s existed in fandom that makes fans feel entitled to all the content all the time, for free.  And there is knowledge of the industry that content providers have that I think we’re not communicating frequently enough to help fans understand our positions on these issues.

It’s lengthy, but please take some time to look under the Read More and read about this issue.  

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Regarding Breath of the Wild Voice Requests

Hey dudes, I’ve finally received an update regarding voice requests as Revali, Teba, and Deku Tree - or in fact any character from Breath of the Wild - and unfortunately it’s not likely to be something you want to read.

As I figured would be the case, Nintendo has made it very clear that they retain the full rights to the characters, and specifically that any mimicry or vocal reproduction of that character without their prior written consent is strictly 

This is also in tandem with the restrictions regarding interviews surrounding the game, as many elements of the development process are fairly confidential and revealing too much could take it out of the hands of the parent company (which, while not strictly illegal, is a one-way ticket to never working with them again).

So, as of this post, please understand that for the sake of my career and my legal standing, I cannot/will not accommodate any requests for voice clips using Breath of the Wild characters. To do so would be a blatant disregard of the company’s wishes after they’ve been clearly laid out for me, and as much as I love finding new ways to engage with you all, I also like affording my rent. Nintendo’s branding is very important to them (I’m sure it’s pretty darn obvious why), and I need to respect that both as a fan and as a professional hoping to do more work with them in the future.

I’m sorry to have to make it official, but I hope everyone will understand. :(

Charles Xavier x reader (yes, another one)

Originally posted by julee-art

“Y/N, could you please come to my office for a second?” You heard Charles’s voice ring in your head.

“What is it Charles? Can’t you tell me now?” You asked turning pages in the book you were reading.

“I would prefer you coming here darlin’. It’s important.” You sighed and put the book down.

“Alright professor. I’m coming.”

“Thank you dear.” You walked up the stairs of the busy school. It was filled with children of all ages. From afar you could see Hank desperately trying to rush some of them into a classroom but that didn’t seem to work very well. You giggled and walked down the corridor to the professor’s office. You knocked twice and entered the room.

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Imagine late night chats with Chris.

A/N: God, I can’t even imagine losing Chris as Captain America.

You woke up in darkness, cold and alone in Chris’ bed. You turned to your left, reaching out to find your boyfriend’s warm body in the dark but was met with nothing but a mess of sheets. You felt your eyes narrow as you propped yourself up on your elbows; light peeked through the gap of the ajar door. You pushed the covers off you and shuddered, rubbing your arms to generate some heat before rising to your socked feet. Quietly, you padded out of the bedroom and down the stairs to the dimly lit living room where Chris sat with his newest Marvel contract in hand. You leaned against the arch frame, watching him with a small smile on your face as he contemplated signing on with Marvel for another three movies.

Chris looked up in your direction when he felt a presence watching him, he managed a weary smile as he pulled his glasses from his face and rubbed his eye. “What’s wrong, Captain?” You chuckled softly as you walked over to him.

“You should really stop calling me that,” he chuckled in response, putting the contract aside to pull you into his lap. “I’m not going to be Captain America forever,” he painfully reminded you; you couldn’t picture someone else dawning the character he’d perfected.

“You’ll always be Captain America to me,” you told him, planting a soft kiss on his bearded jawline; it made him smile. You wrapped your arms around his neck as his found their way around your waist. With your legs draped over his and your heads rested against each others’, a tired but satisfied sigh was released. “Are you going to sign it?”

“I don’t know,” he huffed another sigh. “I love playing Captain America and I owe everything to Marvel, but I don’t know if I can commit to another three movies. There’s no set timeline, it could hold me for another- five years for all I know. I just-” another sigh, “I want to do and be more than Captain America.”

“I know,” you nodded; this wasn’t the first time he’d told you that.

“But I also don’t know if I can say goodbye to him,” he confessed. “Captain America- he’s a part of me now. If I say no and he gets killed off- that’s on me, I don’t get to get him back. Someone else will dawn my character, carry my shield and-” he cut himself off and buried his face into the crook of your neck; the vibrations from his groan made you chuckle. “I don’t know what to do.”

“Baby,” you cooed, running your hands through his soft hair. “Stop overthinking it,” you told him when he looked up to meet your gaze, “and listen to your heart.” You pressed your hand against his chest, feeling light thumps against your palm. “That’s what you always tell me to do, so now I’m doing the same. You know what you want to do, Chris. As hard as the decision may be, you already have an answer within you. You’re just not ready to admit it yet.”

“What do you think I should do?”

“As a fan?” You quizzed, chuckling when he chuckled because he knew what your answer was as a fan. “I’d have you be Captain America till the day you die,” you told him and his laughter increased. “But as your girlfriend,” you brushed his lips with your thumb, “I want you to do whatever makes you happy. If that means giving Captain America up, so be it.”

“I love you so much,” he lifted his head to kiss your forehead.

“I love you too, Captain,” you responded; he chuckled at the use of ‘Captain’. “Can we go back to bed now?” You asked, mid yawn. “It’s like three in the morning. You may be on break, but I’ve got work in the morning.”

“I wish you’d quit your job and just let me support you,” he said as you got off his lap. “It’s not like I can’t afford to.” You rolled your eyes as you pulled him to his feet; this was a conversation you’ve had with him numerous times. “And really- how much are you making as a restaurant man-”

“Enough,” you cut him off and he sighed. “I already told you that I’m not going to live off your payroll, Chris.” He looked like he was about to ask why again, so you answered before he could. “I’m not with you for a comfortable life, I’m with you because I love you. So no, I’m not going to quit my job because I’m an independent woman that needs no man.”

“Fine,” he chuckled softly whereas you laughed at your previous sentence. “Just out of curiosity, when will you quit your job and live off my payroll?” He quizzed as you led him back upstairs. “When I marry you?” You bite back your smile at the thought of that. “Because surely, as my wife, you can be less of an independent woman that needs no man.”

“Why don’t you put a ring on my finger and find out?”

“I will,” he smiled at you when you glanced back at him. “Don’t you worry.”

279 prompts cause I'm waiting and waiting and waiting

1. Someday I’m going to get this right.
2. Maybe I don’t need to understand
3. I’m holding on tightly
4. You’re a mystery.
5. Wait until the lights are low.
6. I did it thanklessly.
7. I got a strange feeling about this.
8. You’re running away?
9. Don’t stop if you’re enjoying yourself.
10. I think about it every day and every night.
11. I can’t say ‘no’.
12. Well I didn’t think you’d take it this far.
13. You won’t be the same.
14. Come closer, I have to tell you something.
15. I hated the nights in the van when we drove through the night.
16. That’s a hundred miles an hour.
17. Even though it’s not always good.
18. You’re more than just a great face.
19. Let your hair down.
20. We can be ourselves now.
21. Go ahead, be foolish.
22. It’s your fault that I screen my phone calls.
23. I’m not home anyway.
24. Tell me when.
25. You’re talking to a lady.
26. You’re not exactly what I had in mind either.
27. How can you ignore it?
28. This conversation is pointless.
29. Trust me, you were heard.
30. I can hear crying through the door.
31. I never took anyone’s side.
32. I’ll keep my mouth shut.
33. She can’t keep you from stumbling.
34. I’m in misery.
35. Your chest is so cold right now.
36. I will cover you until we’re gone.
37. We are the same!
38. You could make it easy on me.
39. The wait is so long.
40. Thanks for the souvenir
41. Of course, he fucked everything up.
42. I did what you couldn’t
43. This is wrong?
44. I have some hope left.
45. Anything you ever did was strictly what you were told to.
46. I know what I need!
47. Tell on me
48. It’s now or never.
49. Leave a trace of yourself, come on.
50. Let me take the lead.
51. You think I’ll apologize for what I did.
52. I’ll admit that I fucked up.
53. There’s some grey here.
54. You better believe I’ll move on.
55. Tell it like it was, come on.
56. You know what to do if you’re lonely
57. I’m suffocating
58. It’s been a long time coming.
59. What are you trying to do to us?
60. What about Sunday? You swore you’d make it work.
61. I wish you would change your mind.
62. It would just take a minute.
63. I’ll be awake anyway.
64. He said you were nice.
65. Unless you’re going to be cool…
66. Find me tonight. I’ll still be in the city.
67. What made you think twice?
68. Secretly, you’re a good one, aren’t you?
69. You broke a couple glasses.
70. You called me about six different awful names.
71. You posted it.
72. I’ve been so worried about you lately.
73. You think you’re good enough, huh?
74. It’s good enough for now.
75. You don’t look like the person I trusted.
76. You can’t find love when you’re this smashed.
77. That’s not what you said yesterday!
78. I’ll feel better when we get to the club.
79. Nothing your hands on my body can’t fix.
80. I know you need a body to keep you warm.
81. We will have a good time
82. You’re acting pathetic.
83. You’re the only reason I came.
84. I thought you were going to help me.
85. I’m not giving you shit.
86. It’s 4 in the morning.
87. Of course, it hurts.
88. You got to give me more than that.
89. Why did I even wait up?
90. I don’t want to lose another fight.
91. Let it sink in.
92. How can you sleep?
93. It’s all over me.
94. I handed over the keys.
95. I can’t stop crying now.
96. If we’re going to do it, I want to do it right.
97. I don’t feel very safe.
98. Remember when you said you would change?
99. You don’t play fair.
100. That hair is not mine.
101. You and I didn’t exist ever.
102. What were you hoping for?
103. Why did you play games?
104. Don’t speak for me ever again.
105. I’m not something to be conquered.
106. You know just what to say.
107. Just couldn’t resist.
108. We have way too much in common.
109. I have a shopping problem.
110. Do you think about me when you get off?
111. This feels hopeless now.
112. I’ve got time for you. Always.
113. Were you crying?
114. You’re confusing me!
115. Don’t waste my time.
116. It’s too late for this tonight.
117. I’m sure you feel very right.
118. I didn’t feel bad when we lied.
119. I heard you scream in the bathroom.
120. Wait around and see for yourself.
121. How high are you?
122. I never put you down.
123. No one needs that!
124. Did you forget to turn your heart on this morning?
125. It feels really tight.
126. Why are you still talking?
127. I can’t escape you!
128. This is the best I can do.
129. If you see me walking down the street, just walk by, okay?
130. I still cry about it.
131. Do you ever think about what we did?
132. You still turn me on.
133. My heart feels heavy.
134. I’ve had too much time these days.
135. Don’t call me baby.
136. Can you not see murder when it’s in front of you?
137. Stop showing up at my favourite places.
138. You don’t just want to talk.
139. Walk away.
140. You know all the reasons why already.
141. You didn’t know me then.
142. What’s the excuse?
143. She lost control.
144. Are you lonely?
145. What’s with the naked guys?
146. Don’t get carried away.
147. Stop screaming. We are in public.
148. I heard through a bunch of people.
149. Oh wow, you’re not kidding.
150. Vanilla, right?
151. You are actually going to go home with them?
152. This is not me being jealous, okay?
153. Oh, I love paying for things I can’t afford.
154. I’m not sitting here and wishing for you.
155. What’s on your phone that is so interesting?
156. I’m imagining what you could possibly find interesting about them.
157. You’re not that much of a mess.
158. I’ve seen you here before.
159. Good luck replacing me.
160. I wish I was smarter.
161. I’m not interested in you like this.
162. Can you handle that?
163. We’re never alone
164. You’re leaving with somebody else
165. You said I could come along.
166. I did not see this coming.
167. You sound like crazy people.
168. Your car reeks of weed.
169. Do you hear yourself right now?
170. I’m tired of putting things on hold.
171. This is the strangest thing you’ve asked for.
172. I don’t want to know why.
173. I’d rather be sad with you.
174. Wake me up next time.
175. It feels like fire.
176. How much more of this can you take?
177. It’s hard being away from you and not knowing.
178. I can’t believe this is happening
179. Don’t rage about this.
180. I hate that I need you.
181. How are you going to make things better?
182. Are we being spied on?
183. You know I’m human, right?
184. Hate is a part of life.
185. Baby, answer the question
186. I know that you’re sorry
187. I need you to pay attention.
188. Now you’re freaking out.
189. I didn’t know about this garbage when I agreed.
190. Give me a chance to remember
191. I defended you
192. I’m in my own world.
193. Write the note already.
194. Load your car up then.
195. I won’t say it.
196. Tequila turns you into someone else.
197. So you lied and cheated?
198. It’s seven am, you can’t be angry yet.
199. You got one shot left.
200. I’ve been thinking about what I used to do to you
201. All I need is a little bit.
202. You are drinking too much
203. Keep it to yourself
204. You think this is what 'okay’ looks like?
205. If you only knew.
206. Just wondered if you were asleep.
207. I don’t care how you feel.
208. It’s less dangerous this way
209. Keep it real.
210. I wish I could read your mind.
211. I’m not looking for a fantasy.
212. I’m so into you.
213. This is heaven.
214. It’s chaos in here.
215. Am I dreaming?
216. You’re my only friend
217. I know why you’re crying, but care to explain anyway?
218. Everyone knows what you think.
219. You can’t miss what wasn’t yours.
220. It was all a lie. I lied and kept lying.
221. You said 'yes’.
222. Wait a minute, bring that back.
223. I’m not worried about a thing.
224. You got this.
225. You’re smarter than you think you are.
226. He is so drunk on power.
227. This belongs to you. I want you to have it.
228. What do you believe in then?
229. This is betrayal. This feels like a slap in the face.
230. He was right there.
231. This is my life, don’t you forget that.
232. I paid him to do that.
233. What good could you do?
234. How much will you lose?
235. Are you committed to this?
236. She won’t listen to you.
237. Use both hands.
238. I didn’t get close on purpose.
239. You’re the worst nice girl I’ve known.
240. I’m not the nervous kind.
241. Shame on me for getting so close.
242. Fuck you and your family dinner.
243. I wish we never kissed.
244. Is it okay that we are so close?
245. You’ve been nothing but trouble since you arrived.
246. Good luck finding someone to be with you now.
247. Doesn’t matter what you tell them, I’m not coming.
248. I would have figured you out.
249. If it was my choice, we would still be together
250. Where have you been?
251. You want to be forgiven?
252. I’m scared I’ll die alone
253. I didn’t want to walk out.
254. Where were you then?
255. When I saw you, I freaked out.
256. Don’t run away from me.
257. I’d go anywhere you wanted to go.
258. I saw you from the corner of my eye.
259. You’re making my heart feel tight.
260. You don’t have to dress up.
261. I’m letting go tonight.
262. That better not end up on the Internet.
263. I’m trying to be patient.
264. This wasn’t what I dreamed for myself.
265. I don’t want to hear the great story you worked out
266. Call in sick.
267. I can wait til you get back.
268. This is about to go from bad to disastrous
269. I didn’t think I’d actually wind up liking you.
270. You knocked him out.
271. You’re not the boss of me.
272. You think you’re so slick, don’t you?
273. She is going to destroy you.
274. Can you walk and talk at the same time?
275. I’ll call you a cab. An uber.
276. You must not respect me at all.
277. The kitchen? Of all places?
278. Call that girl. I bet she would give you a ride.
279. If it makes you feel better, go ahead.

Actual things I have heard ‘20-something’ people in my life say:
  • “My chest hurts a lot. It’s probably nothing. Not like I could afford to go see a doctor anyway…”
  • “My teeth are like literally rotting out of my head. I wish I could see a dentist. It’s just too much money, you know?”
  • “I wish I could afford new glasses. Everything’s so blurry and it sucks.”
  • “I been sick for days. I think I might go to Urgent Care, but I don’t know. It’s expensive..”
  • “I feel awful. I wish I could go home. Too bad I need these hours.”
  • “I can’t afford to be sick.”
  • “I’ve been off my meds for months. I just can’t afford them right now.”
  • “I just glued my glasses back together. I can’t afford a new pair.” 
  • “I really hope I get promoted. Then I can get health insurance through the company, I haven’t seen a doctor in years.” 

How much longer does this have to go on before the government realises that its young people are practically DYING because we can’t afford medical care. When is enough going to be enough?

Autistics and horses

Usually I don’t like making comparisons between disabled groups and animals because it is often seen as dehumanizing. But I have made this exception because as an autistic equestrian, I see a striking resemblance between autistics and horses and how the neurotypicals treat us and how they treat my equine friends. It also helps me connect to my equine partners and treat them better because I realize I don’t like being treated that way, so why would I do it to them? And because I connect with them better, they connect with me better.

Before I get some pissy neurotypicals on here on either side of the argument trying to jump down my throat, I know not everyone treats autistics and/horses in these ways. If you don’t, then I’m not talking about you. But there are plenty who do treat autistics and/horses like this and it is despicable no matter who they are doing it to.

•Horses have heightened sensory perception. They can see things better than most humans, hear things better than most humans, their sense of touch on their skin is so sensitive, they can feel a fly land on them. They can smell better than most humans. Most autistics also have a heightened sensory perception compared to most humans.

•Because of this heightened sensory perception, horses may react to something in their environment that most humans can’t notice. Autistics may also do the same thing. We’re doing it for two different reasons (autistics aren’t usually worried about being eaten), but it engages that parasympathetic nervous system.

•When horses “spook”/“blow up”/any other terms that most humans use to “=bad horse”, it is never the horse’s fault and the human either caused it, helped caused it, or could have helped the horse through it in a better way. Same thing with autistics and sensory overload/shutdowns/meltdowns. Rarely have I seen an autistic go into sensory overload/shutdown/meltdown with other people around and the other people not be at least partly at fault.

•Horses do best in routine situations with clear direct instructions, much like many autistics. Horses don’t like vagueness or unsureness and that also bothers many autistics.

•Horses get blamed for everything that goes wrong in a relationship between them and most humans, like autistics typically do. Total power structure going on here. The one who has privilege blames the one without it when things go wrong when that is likely not how it happened.

I swear this is why some days I wish I could afford to just run my own barn so I could just spend all day with horses and avoid most other people. At least I understand horses because they’re similar to me.

need to rant plz don't mind me I'm not looking for discussion just ranting

I swear this series will never stop haunting and destroying me….

So the last mother fucking episode of Na***o (I censor it for my own sake) is Hin**a’s wedding…again…why..did she not get an entire MOVIE for her and her selfish love??? Now the last episode is dedicated to her god for saken wedding…
That’s not even the worst part… I did this mistake of scrolling the tag and immediately starting crying

Sakura.. the fictional character who got me through some of my hardest school days. She inspired me so much and it kills me to this day seeing what’s become of her and this series I once loved.

Every single time I think she can’t be hurt anymore, that there’s nothing more they can do to destroy her..
I’m proven wrong every time! They show her watching all the happy couples while she is completely alone…& the only “comfort” she gets is a letter from Sasuke with the word congratulations on it..meant for N & H….. that’s what she blushes and smiles at…that’s the final scene she receives in this series.
How can anyone human being who watched/read this series from the beginning be truly ok with this scene and just overall ending… it’s pure evil and beyond cruel… Sakura the main heroine in the series, who has overcome so much and basically been sad since the beginning…she didn’t get to have a happy ending (call it what u will guys that’s no happy ending and that’s coming from someone who loved Sasuskau at a time) it’s miserable and it hurts me.

To think Hin**a the side character who really never had much to offer to the series besides holding an immense love/obsession for Nar**o got an amazingly happy ending meanwhile Sakura the actual heroine whose character actually impacted the series in many fucking ways is left with the worst ending I’ve ever seen. I wouldn’t wish this ending on any character.
and we all know it doesn’t get better because she then has a child and is left to raise it alone while everyone else is a couple raising there children..it’s just like the creators truly despise Sakura and want to make her suffer in any way possible..& I know it’s just goddamn fiction and I’m insane for caring so much but it really does hurt me deeply. I loved this character so much she really was and sadly still is important to me so whenever I see how miserably she is treated and continues to be..it just hurts…

it hurts a lot and I wish I can wake up one day and not give a fuck…

okay end of rant..

Hey Taylor! My name is Fathma. I’m a swiftie from Houston,TX. I just wanted to tell you how much “mean” means so much to me. I can relate so much to it that I have to listen to it everyday. It was actually one of the first few songs I’ve heard from you. It’s special to me, and I wanted to thank you for writing this beautiful masterpiece.

I’ve only seen you once, but it was the BEST day of my life. I wish I could relive that day everyday. I could not stop smiling for a long time. It all started when I finally won tickets a week before the show. It took me exactly six months to win tickets since my family couldn’t afford it. When I won, I won tickets + backstage tour. I was stoked!! On the day of the show, I went to school with a huge smile on my face. I aced that spanish test then left school early to get ready and go to the stadium. When I arrived to the ticket booth, I opened the envelope and only saw tickets. I was shocked not seeing the backstage passes. When the doors opened, I ran to Taylor Nation. I really wanted to take a cute father + daughter picture with my dad. After we took it, I saw kevin from TN. I talked to him about been wanting this day to come. I gave him a letter for you and then out of nowhere he gave me front row. He told me not scream so I held it in. I was sobbing. I couldnt believe it. I enjoyed the rest of the show & you kept noticing me in the crowd with my heart dress and light up sign. You pointed and looked at me with a smile. It was the best day. I’m glad I got to shake it off with you on a wednesday night. I needed this. Thank you. #1989TourHouston

Later on I sent you fanmail in August to your Nashville fanmail address. It arrived there but I dont know if you got it. It was an early birthday gift & a letter for you and taylor nation. I hope you got it.

Then you had a show in October for F1 Race. I wanted to go so badly. Austin is only three hours away from Houston but my family couldn’t afford it. I was offered a single ticket but I couldn’t go without an adult. I was upset that the one show you did in 2016 was three hours from me. Atleast I was there virtually through videos.

Lastly, I was recently invited to see you in my hometown Houston for the Superbowl Preshow party which is twenty minutes from me! Sad part is that I can’t go since both people attending must be 18+. I’m not 18 yet. I wish I could go. Maybe this is a sign? Who knows? I hope we can reunite soon Taylor.

I just want to thank you for everything. Even though I might not be able to see you soon, just know I will always be supporting you. Thank you for everything. I love you with all my heart. Sending you huge hugs from Houston!


xoxo fathma :)

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I'm Not A Child

Fanfiction Contest 2016

written by @midnight-eclipses


This isn’t happening. This can’t possibly be happening.

Over and over he repeated it in his head like a mantra. There was no way this was happening. He wouldn’t accept it.

This was just another horrible nightmare. Soon he’ll be bolting up in his bed in the TARDIS and it’ll just be another restless night. He’ll wake up and head down to the console room and find something to fix until you woke up. Then the two of you could go to some other ridiculous planet or some other primitive time period on a silly adventure. That was exactly what was going to happen.

He tried so hard to convince himself of that, even now as he ran towards the TARDIS with your battered body in his arms.

Knots began forming in the pit of his stomach as he felt your warm blood seep from your side, through his clothes and onto his abdomen.

His eyes darted down towards your face. You were getting paler by the second. If he didn’t get to the medbay soon he would lose you for sure.

No. I won’t let that happen.

With new resolve, the Doctor willed his legs to run faster and harder than he ever did before. Within seconds, his familiar and beloved box came into view through the foliage of the forest he was navigating. A glimmer of hope wormed its way into his heart’s as she opened her doors for him and allowed him entry.

He ran up the ramp, dashed through the main console room, and bounded up the steps and into the hallway. Adrenaline pumped through his veins as he sprinted down the spaceship’s hallways. He didn’t run in a particular direction, he knew the TARDIS would open any doors and arrange rooms for him in order to reach the med bay.

“…hnngh…” You groaned in pain, struggling to stay awake. You refused to close your eyes in your current state.

“Hang in there,” the Doctor pleaded. “We’re almost home.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, the familiar sleek metal pocket door came into view. It slid into the wall, revealing the stark white walls, metal tables and rows of cabinets.

The Doctor rushed in and laid you down on the metal table at the far end as carefully as possible.

“Be right back,” he reassured you, despite not being sure how conscious you were.

He ran to opposite side of the room and rifled through cabinets.

“Where are they, where are they?” he muttered to himself as he pushed away canisters and peered into plastic containers.“I know they’re here!” He was gritting his teeth now, frantically throwing canisters on the floor without a care.

One hit the wall and rolled over to him. Gold light seeped out and shone around his foot. Catching sight of it, the Doctor bent down quickly to pick it up and ran over to you. His hands shook as he unscrewed the cap.

He dumped down the nanogenes and sighed in relief as he saw them quickly respond to your wound. In a matter of minutes the gash had closed up and color drained back into your face.

That Doctor’s Adam’s apple bobbed in his throat as he swallowed thickly. That was way too close for comfort. You almost could’ve…

But then, you would never be safe with him, would you? You were better off without him living a normal, boring and oh so human life. Weren’t you?

The Doctor shook his head. He couldn’t keep thinking like that. Those types of thoughts were what kept him from getting too close to Rose. He couldn’t do that to himself anymore. He couldn’t do that to the people he loved anymore.

The Doctor paused. He loved you?

When did that happen?

When had he allowed himself to feel this way?

His eyes flitted down to stare down at your hands. His own gingerly lifted one from its place and held it between them.

Had your hands always been this warm? Or had he been so focused in the past that not even a touch as warm as your own could thaw through the ice he had placed around his hearts?

Even then you had succeeded. You had already gotten under his skin and wormed your way into his hearts, tearing down every wall placed in your way without even trying. How could a human possibly do such a thing in such a short amount of time? You were the only other one to do so. How?

Despite himself, the Doctor smiled. He didn’t care, not really. All that mattered was that he did love you, and you had the right to know.

Your hand twitched within his and your fingers curled. Eyes fluttering open, you were greeted with the sight of the medbay’s bright white ceiling lights.

Memories began resurfacing. Right. You were attacked by the king’s general on planet Khalisadir. You and the Doctor had helped aide in a revolution against the planet’s tyrant and his regime. The Doctor must have made it to the medbay after all.

The Doctor’s face appeared above yours. You noticed just how tired yet relieved he looked. His eyebrows drew together worriedly.

“Hello,” you rasped, realizing just how dry your throat was.

The Doctor smiled. “Hello.“ His hand squeezed yours.

You sat up slowly. You still felt weak.

Your eyes scanned over the Doctor.

“Oh!” You gasped at the sight of blood on the Doctor’s clothes, your blood. It stained through his coat all the way to his Oxford. “There’s blood everywhere.”

“Hm?” The Doctor looked down at himself. Right, he was so caught up in getting you fixed up he forget to get rid of his coat and suit. He removed his coat and jacket, dropping them both on the floor. His dress shirt, fortunately, didn’t get so much blood as everything else. “It’s fine.”

“Don’t be ridiculous! Janis Joplin gave you that coat! I’ll wash it, I promise.”

You turned, ready to hop off the metal table until you registered the Doctor’s fingers were intertwined with yours. You froze. It wasn’t that you hated holding hands with him, quite the opposite really. It was just… he had never laced his fingers between yours so tightly.

“There’s something you need to know. Something I’ve been meaning to tell you for a long time now.” His Adam’s apple bobbed nervously as he swallowed.

“Yeah?” You shifted on the table. Where exactly was he going with this? He wasn’t going to confess, was he? No, of course not. He was the Doctor. He was immortal. He couldn’t afford getting attached to a human. Something so fragile and fleeting. It would only hurt him in the end.

“English isn’t my first language.”

Okay, you thought. That wasn’t what I expected at all.

“So forgive me if what I say doesn’t make as much sense as I wish it would.” The Doctor swallowed thickly, collecting his thoughts as he did so. “You are as devastating as the death of a star. You’re eyes are as infinite as the cosmos itself. And you pull me in like a black hole. If I could compare your beauty, I would liken it to the most vibrants corners of the Medusa Cascade but even they would fall short of your radiance.”

Your heart pounded in your chest as his hands slid from your hands up to your elbows.

“For years I’ve felt nothing but emptiness. Which reminds me about you humans. You lot have this arrogant belief that your planet is the only planet that can support life. Like I did. I thought–” He sighed. “I thought Rose Tyler was the only human being capable of making me feel this… but you. You’ve made me realized there is more life in the universe besides her. And just as the Daleks have stolen my TARDIS many times, you have ruthlessly stolen my hearts.”

You felt time stand still. His hands were on your shoulder now. When did they get there? How long had you been staring into those deep, dark eyes? Why were you filled with dread?

“Doctor… I… you.” This couldn’t really be happening, could it? “You’re not serious.”

He deflated and pulled his hands away from yours. You realized how cold the room was. “You don’t… Sorry. I didn’t mean to…”

“Don’t get me wrong!” you blurted out. “I’m flattered it’s just… why now? Why not before I almost died?”

And then it clicked for him.

“Oh, you think…” The Doctor’s hearts felt heavy. “You think I’m confessing so that you’ll stay with me.”

You hugged yourself. “You’re the Doctor. You don’t die and you definitely don’t fall in love. How could you, when compared to you, we’re nothing?”

Many thoughts passed through the Doctor’s mind. Hundreds, actually. But one beat every other to the ground and stood on top: You believed he was desperate enough to manipulate you into staying. Or even worse, you believed you weren’t worthy of such affections from him.

“It’s okay, Doctor.” You shrugged. It wasn’t okay, not really, but you wouldn’t say that. "I wasn’t going to leave anyway. You don’t have to lie to me.”

The Doctor scowled fiercely. “I would never do that to you. I’m not a child, I know what this feels like.”

His hands found their way to you shoulders once more, cool fingers pressing firmly against the exposed skin of your shoulders.

“I know what love is. I… I love you.”

Your fingers curled on the edge of the metal table.

Time froze once more as his face leaned in towards yours. In those few seconds you noticed four things; the Doctor’s freckles were in the shape of his favorite constellations, his Oxford fit him perfectly, his hands had slipped down to your elbows, he paused an inch away from you waiting for permission to continue.

You leaned forward, granting him what he now knew he had wanted for a long time, a person with which he could truly express his emotions.

All that love, all that respect and compassion and happiness was shared in that one kiss. Just a smoky connection between you, and you two understood the extent of each other’s emotions.

And as you felt just how much the Doctor truly loved you, the moment he pulled away and gave you the brightest smile you had ever seen on him, you grabbed him by the collar and pulled him in for another.


This is a really lovely story. It’s technically sound, but better than that, it gave me al the right kinds of feels, and that makes me very happy. The core of a good imagine is feels. Well, it’s also characterization, which this definitely rocks, so you have both. Plus, confessions of love are always fun, and this fic does it so nicely. It makes me happy, and I’m proud to post it on my blog.

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