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You can lead a fan to fanfiction but you can’t make them review

So I’ve been trying to encourage fanfic readers to review/comment more by reviewing and sharing  fanfics (Richonne, Zutara, Ichabbie, Sasil, Georglina, Tokka,) and it sadly it’s not working. Perhaps I’m being a bit too impatient, but I just don’t have the time or energy  to keep doing something no one seems interested in.

So I will finish reviewing/comment on the fanfics people already sent me, but after that I won’t be taking any more fic recs. I’m sorry.  I hate to do this because I really LOVED reading all of your fics, and knowing that I was possibly making someones day by commenting on their fics, but this project seems to me taking up too much of my time when no one else seems interested in participating.

I’m still encouraging people to comment on a ficfic if you like it. It only takes a few seconds to let a fanfic author know how much you like their story and appreciated all of their hard work. Fanfic authors don’t ask for money just a few words to let your writer know that you are enjoying  their writing.

I Can’t Help But Think Of Romania

I can’t help but think of Romania.

I lived in Romania for two years as a missionary, from 2004-06. I grew to love that country deeply. It’s been long-burdened by its communist past; it wasn’t just a form of government, but rather a mindset that was fused into the fibers of the country. There’s no more stark a symbol of that than the block apartment buildings that fill the cities. They’re concrete from skin to marrow and each one seems intent on keeping the populace in its place.

There’s a city in the west called Hunedoara. The countryside leading to it is out of some fairy tale. There’s even a storybook castle on one side of the city. But surrounding the city is a ring of abandoned, crumbling industrial wasteland.

I remember the train rides that lead from city to city. Some of the trains were more advanced than any train I’ve seen in the United States. Others were rickety steel boxes on wheels, the floors covered in sunflower seeds and spittle. Train rides ranged from a couple hours to 8 and 13 hour train rides. As often as I rode the trains, and even for that long, I was glued to the windows, watching the country go past. It’s beautiful.

The people were warm, always – always – offering more, even when they’d already given. Especially when it came to food. They offered, sometimes, what seemed to be just about all they had. They are a generous people. I even miss the times when we were shouted at, kicked out, threatened, chocked, and spat on. I walked the streets in the fall in Sibiu, an old fortress city. I trudged through Bucharest in the winter, where the streets go unpaved. I ran down steps, two at a time, to catch the subway more times than I can count. I ran through rainstorms on the way home, soaked to the bone. I miss it all.

Some of the most beautiful sights I’ve ever seen, and some of the most incredible experiences I’ve ever had, I saw and I had there.
Some of the worst things I’ve ever seen happened there, too. It wasn’t uncommon to see a child wandering the streets. Some were beggars, whose first words taught by their parents were asking for money. For some kids, it was literally all they knew how to say, and they didn’t even know what it meant. I once saw a kid, no more than 8, huffing silver paint out of a plastic bag because it took his mind off of being so hungry all the time.

The weight of communism, even decades removed, still smothered this whole place. It hung around the necks of everyone there, even those who hadn’t yet been born. Everywhere I went, people told me stories of where they were during the Christmas Revolution of 1989. 

Nicolae Ceausescu was the dictator of Romania at the time. He was vain, and cruel, and petty. Run of the mill communist dictator in the Stalin mold. Starvation and scarcity were the norm. Children, even those with parents, went hungry. To make a political point, Ceausescu cut off supplies from an entire city in the west, Timisoara. Of course, this caused more unrest than order. In a speech in what is now called Revolution Square, he spoke from a municipal building’s balcony, and tried to placate the people. But they shouted him down. Even Ceausescu loyalists (paid plants, mostly) were overpowered by the crowd’s chants. It was deafening. They stormed the building and the revolution began.

Ceausescu and his Deputy Prime Minister wife, Elena, fled, but were soon caught and convicted. The military who had served Ceausescu, and usually acted on his command, knew which way the wind was blowing, and they held a tribunal. It was quick and unanimous, and the Ceausescus were found guilty of, among other things, genocide.

Nicolae and Elena Ceausescu were executed by firing squad at a secret military installation. On Christmas day, on live television. They filmed their dead faces so that the people could know that they were really dead and gone.

A beautiful country was ransacked and oppressed by its leaders. For power, for profit, for ego. The country suffered, and eventually revolted. Romania still bears the weight of that suffering, deep in its mind and soul. Just like the concrete block apartments: skin to marrow. When last I saw the building from which Ceausescu spoke in Revolution Square, there were still bullet holes in the walls, far above reach.

Romania is a beautiful country, because of its land and its people, and despite its authoritarian past. Though knives may be removed easily enough, wounds are often stubborn to heal.


As Donald Trump, a man-child who is as vain as he is insecure, and as vengeful as he is delusional, seeks to establish himself as an infallible leader… as he orders scientific data be deleted… as he calls facts fake, and propaganda real… as he flippantly talks about committing war crimes in Iraq… as he seeks to defund arts programs and social safety nets… as he makes his press secretary tell flagrant lies about petty, obvious things like the size of his inauguration crowd… as he seeks to exhaust our capacity to think critically, and speak truth to power… as he seeks to dismantle constitutional rights, and strip the country itself in order to make money… as he continually displays signs of serious mental illness… as he proves to be not just a buffoon, but a real lunatic… I can’t help but think of Romania.

And as I think of all the inevitable harm that will come to people as a direct result of Trump’s actions, and the people that will most likely die from his orders – or possibly die in defiance of his orders – I can’t help but think of Romania.

I can’t help but think of Romania because what happened there, and in countless countries around the world and throughout history, can happen here. It is happening here, right now.

Literature, scripture, and history itself have all warned us about a guy like this. And here he is.

If you don’t like political posts, I understand. I don’t like them. Who does? But I will not be shy about this guy. Not to you, not to my representatives, and not to any Congressman/woman who seems to have dropped their spine on the way to work. 

I’m mad and I’ll stay mad until this guy is no longer in charge of the nuclear codes. What happened in Romania can happen here. Serious damage was done by a two-bit dictator from eastern Europe, and Romania hasn’t yet healed in full. Imagine how long it’ll take for the United States to heal from its own president, whose capabilities far surpass Ceausescu’s. Imagine the damage Trump can inflict, the damage he seeks to inflict. 

Tell me I’m wrong.

We’re only six days into the Trump presidency. This is an American Dictatorship unfolding in real time.

Stares intently at crush while trying to not be noticed

(The teacher moved him behind me so I have to turn around to look at his face and it’s pretty obvious but I don’t think he knows or else he would have said something right?)

yugioh political au

House of Card Games

[ never will i ever ]

For the @kwritersnet April Prompt Event!

Prompt: Enemies To Lovers
What: BTS Drabble/Oneshot
Genre: Fluff
Pairing: Taehyung x Reader
Wiords: 3k

Summary: Your best friend is an idol and being an idol comes with its trappings. When she tells you that she’s signed up for We Got Married, you’re super excited for her. You are less enthused when you find out who her partner is going to be. Your teenage nemesis - Kim Taehyung

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i just read a really good book you guys should check it out if you like

  • hard science fiction
  • political intrigue
  • space stuff
  • alternate history
  • cool female protagonists
  • cool black protagonists
  • spending 10 hours trying to get modded Kerbal Space Program to run properly

It’s called Voyage by Stephen Baxter. The idea behind it is that JFK didn’t get shot, so he becomes a sort of rallying cheerleader for NASA. His influence shifts it from being a more scientific organization to a more “flag and footprints” organization of heroes and obsessive single-minded goals. The end result is that by 1985 we have the first manned mission to mars, but because funds are poured into that instead of the Space Shuttle, Satellite Development, and Unmanned probes, we end up actually knowing LESS about the solar system as a whole, and telecommunications technology ends up stagnating.

The book goes into immense detail discussing the politics, bureaucracy, and technical skill required to actually build a fucking rocket to mars. While that may sound boring at first, I assure you that some parts (especially when they try to fly a NUCLEAR POWERED ROCKET TO THE MOON) are absolutely nail biting.

but ye, u guys should check it out fam

ok there have been a ton of “DUI stops” in the area but the rumors going around socal is that they are immigration checkpoints. i can barely find any news coverage but according to the new york times police are calling it “fake news” and claim that they are just setting up DUI stops for the superbowl. i live in a rundown primarily latinx neighborhood and the day those rumors started there was a “DUI stop” just down the street.. on thursday. 4 days from the superbowl? starting at like noon ending at around 7 pm? ive lived here for 11 years and theres never been a checkpoint bc this isnt a particularly busy street.. idk you guys

I need closure so here i go:
  1. Yes, it was rushed AF, the 5th season is 10 episodes long who would have thought that it’s not a good amount of time for character development? There’s not much anyone can do about that.
  2. No, it’s not pedophilia, both are legal adults and time-travelers/non-ager characters are somehow always ok to pair with their age-group of that time they are in.
  3. No they are not related, that was never stated anywhere that was a stupid fan headcannon.
  4. Heterosexual pairing. So. fakin. WHAT?!
  5. Ashi’s “born sexual” thing or what you call it: Brah… when we all thought it’s just a body suit no one thought it sexualized but once it’s called charred skin it suddenly is? You saw nothing more of her than before…  and what the fuck is sexy in charred skin, tell me seriously because i have burn marks on two places and when they were charred it NEVER made me think “hmmm yes this should be a kink…” Do you guys hear yourselves? Or ever re-read something you wrote?
  6. Forced? Brah lot of us saw it coming from a mile away, SJ is a cliché collection!! of COURSE the main characters that are on the same side gonna hook up… this whole episode was an awkward cliché collection, i still feel like puking from secondhand embarrasment 

Onto the unacceptable behavior of the whole fandom:


  • by all means you do whatever you want, but if you take my word for it, don’t throw away a whole show for 1 episode that was all about embarassment on a whole new level…
  • attacking those that like the ship with the aforementioned points when half of them is fan-crafted false accusations? seriously? reality check sometimes people…
  • i’m not even gonna adress those that hate it just because it’s hetero… 

Jashis(dear god, i know it’s for the tags but these words make me think of cults)

  • i understand your pain that they ruined your parade but wtf… your reply to a bite is to bite back?
  • the antis have all the right to hate the ship, but just like they have no right to ruin your parade, you have no right to smear your joy in their faces just to spite them

I’m all around disappointed eventhough i’m not new to fandoms clashing.

Jesus guys, the thing airs on adult swim, one would think the ones that watch it are not whiny CHILDREN!

GOT7 reaction to you introducing your ‘brother form an other mother’

Anonymous said to reactionsthatigot-7:

Pretty please a reaction to you introducing them to your friends as your brother from another mother – but they have a crush on you?😁😁

thanks so much for the request ^_^
i hope you like :)
~ahgase Omma 

its not even a matter of being cool, jb just gives him the cold shoulder, he’s civil enough to please you that your two friends are getting along, but nothing more. he does end up making it clear to the guy his intention, but that was the point, he wants him to know he likes you.

instantly sizing him up, not for a fight, but just generally trying to figure you connection between your two, show strong it is, and if this guy actually has feelings for you or not.

on the inside, not even that deep, he is hating the closeness between you two, and regrets not saying something more meaningful to you sooner.

on the outside he laughs at your little joke of closeness and greets your friend like he would with anyone else. he can’t let that guy know that he secretly likes you.

seems civil and polite, but then he is an actor. he greatly despises this guy, he doesn’t feel threatened by him, he’s ego won’t let him, but he does up his alpha male-ness in the most subtle of ways, you’d never notice, but your friend certainly does!

tires to show complete indifference. he’s too fussed about this guy being here. but really he’s keeping an eye on him, if he gets too close to you, what he's saying, what kind of jokes he says to make you laugh. a sneaky student

he seems to talk to the guy like theres no big deal, he’s even joking with him, but really its all a little back handed. bambam wants them to know that he likes you, not to what degree but the fact that he does.

tries so hard not to care about how close you two are. he puts on a smile and jokes around, every so often side eyeing the guy with a little feeling of hate. but he doesn’t want you to know the competition thats going on right now

Gifs are not my own


Request:  Wow those Soulmate ones are great! I love that idea and independent movies based off it are great… Could I request one with Jun? Take your time love 💖

  • So meeting your soulmate was a thing people looked forward to of course but you weren’t in a rush to find them
  • you were just gonna let it happen when it does
  • the magical words on your wrist were “Hey that’s exactly what my wrist says!” so you knew you had no idea how you’d meet your soulmate
  • of course every time you met someone new you hoped to hear that but sadly you didn’t have that much luck
  • but one day you were grocery shopping in a small store
  • you knew about everyone in your town or well at least the faces
  • but now there were a few ones you’d never seen
  • if by a few you can say 13
  • there was this one guy who stayed with the cart and ordered the others around to get stuff, he was pretty buff that’s nice
  • and you saw him smiling at this teen you saw about every time they went to the store. *cough*  Soulmate!S.Coups *cough*
  • but moving on you were going on with your own business just getting what you needed
  • you passed this tall guy getting flour from the highest shelf you could never reach so you asked him to get you one too
  • which he did and you were all like “I’ve never seen you guys here before where did you come from?”
  • apparently they were all visiting one of the boys’ hometown and yeah the rest is history
  • you had a nice little chat with the guy that was apparently called Mingyu
  • they seemed all like polite guys as you passed some of them on your way to the items you needed
  • after some time you saw one of those guys taking selfies in the cereal aisle
  • and you had to admit he had the right because he looked hella fine
  • you were pretty far away from him but you knew you were in his selfie
  • so of course you wanted to photobomb him
  • you decided to go classic and throw up a peace sign and try to look cute from behind your shopping cart
  • after a few selfies he turned around and started grinning
  • you rolled your cart a little closer and said “Shouldn’t you be searching like eggs or something for your friends?”
  • and he was like “Hey that’s exactly what my wrist says!”
  • “No way you have that written on your wrist omg I’m so sorry” because thinking about it the poor dude needs to live with that horrible sentence on his wrist forever
  • he shyly showed you his wrist with a little chuckle “Yes way, my name is Junhui but you can call me Jun for short how about you?”
  • you shortly introduced yourself and suddenly you couldn’t move
  • you had been wrapped by Jun’s arms
  • he was like swaying you a bit from side to side like a little kid who was hugging his teddy bear
  • “I’m sorry I’m just so excited I’ve finally found my soulmate!” he genuinely seemed overwhelmed with emotions
  • seeing him so happy made you even more glad to have found your soulmate
  • “Wait send me that selfie where I’m also in! I need to have our first picture together i mean we basically met through those”
  • and so that specific selfie of Jun became your wallpaper also
  • you clicked so easily with each other it was ridiculous
  • every time you could you would remake your first pic together in as many ways as possible
  • (switch ver.) (summer ver.) (outside ver.)
  • just all the fun and being silly


another doodle from my FMA 2003 marathon adventure. COS may have had its flaws but damn was it a really good movie

Apparently fans in Chile have been stalking the band’s hotel, sang songs and got mad when the band didn’t come outside to meet them. At least that’s what I heard.
Cmon guys, you’re not entitled to a band’s time, especially not in their day off. They’re human beings who have every right to spend their free time with whoever they want. Interacting with fans is a part of their JOBS, not their sole purpose in life. If your boss showed up on your doorstep on your day off to give you work you wouldn’t be thrilled either.
Yes, they always say they love their fans, but well, I love chocolate and still don’t eat it 24/7. I love karate but I’m not at the dojo 24/7.
Just be respectful please and don’t do anything that you wouldn’t want a stranger to do with you

Just a Tomtord fanfic...

Let me know if you want more! !!This story is mainly written in Third-Person, and will contain a LOT of touchy subjects, such as Rape(? Possibly?), Cutting, Suicide Attempts and a lot of gore. So, if you’re SUPER touchy with those types of things, then please make sure when this symbol shows up ÷÷÷ that is where the subjects will start. I will mark the beginning and end of the subjects with ÷÷!! Thank you for reading!! Tom sat in a chair, during a boring meeting with the Green and Purple Leaders. Apparently, there was another Leader that was supposed to come soon, but he hasn’t show up yet. He was supposed to be a new partner for Tom, and, honestly, he was excited for it. “Hey, has anyone seen Tord?” The Green Leader said, and tried to catch his mistake of saying his name out loud. “Sorry- I mean, The Red Leader?” He had said, with a sign of embarrassment. “I haven’t met the guy, yet.” Tom said, all smart-ass-like. “Yeah, I know that. What about you, Purple Leader?” The Green Leader said, and hesitated to say his name. He wasn’t good with names. “You can just call me Matt, please. Purple Leader sounds weird when your friends say it.” Matt had laughed slightly, and The Green Leader wrote it down on his note-pad to remember. “You can also use my formal name, please.” Tom had said afterwards, and he also wrote it down on his note-pad. “And, I suppose you want me to use my formal name?” The Green Leader said, and waited to write if he should or not. “Yes, please.” Tom and Matt said at the same time. ——————————————- “So… While we’re waiting for the Red Leader, does anyone want Tea? Or coffee?” Edd asked, and was waiting to write it down on his hand. “You have Smirnoff?” Tom asked, and immediately regretted his choice of words. “I mean, I like putting Smirnoff in my Tea, that’s all…” Tom had chose to say, and Edd had un-tensed his body. He had a very dramatic past, and part of it was his alchohol abuse, and Tom had forgotten about it completely. “Sorry…” Was all Tom muttered before he got his Tea, sadly, with no Smirnoff. “Tea, too, please.” Matt said, and started to lean back in his chair. Suddenly, the door opened weakly, in which it gave a small creaking noise in response. “Hey… Sorry I’m late. I had to rush a few things before I got here, and I went completely off schedule-” Tord had said, and was interrupted by Edd. “It’s fine, Red Leader. Take a seat, please.” Edd said politely. “By the way, do you want me to use your real name? And, also, do you want any Coffee or Tea?” Edd said, and leaned on the counter with the Coffee machine. “Yes, please. And, Coffee, thank you.” Tord said, and folded his hands onto the table. “So… I heard you want a new partner, huh?” Edd asked, and handed Tord his Coffee. “Yes. I’ve been looking for a smart individual who knows how to handle things in their own hands. You see, my Army is a little on the dumber side. Should’ve looked more into the soldiers…” Tord responded, and face-palmed. “Well, we would like to introduce you to Tom. Say hi, Tom.” Edd said. “Hi. My name’s Tom. You already knew that, though. Nice to meet you.” Tom said, and held out his hand for a hand-shake. “Nice to meet you, Tom. I’m Tord.” Tord responded, and happily accepted the hand-shake. “Okay, well, it seems you’re getting along nicely. That’s good news.” Matt said, and took a sip of his Tea. “Now, if you can tell each other a little about yourselves, that would, hopefully, make you have a better understanding of each other.” Matt said, apparently the one interviewing now. “My name’s Tom, still. I’m 26 years old, I’m pretty short for my age… I play the Bass, and I call her Susan. Don’t judge me… And I am sort-of a comedian. If you’d like to call me that. I’m blind, but, these weird goggles can let me see, apparently. Don’t ask, I still don’t know how they work, and I’ve been wearing them for about 9 years.” Tom said first, and Tord laughed at his Bass’ name. “I’m Tord. I’m 28 years old… Average height. I don’t have any musical talents, but, I’ve survived 16 plane crashes from my Army. Again, they’re really dumb. Uhh, yeah. That’s it. Nothing really special about me..” Tord responded, and made sure he didn’t say anything that might throw his thoughts off track. “16 plane crashes?! Geez, you must have a really tolerant body.” Tom said, and realized what he said sounded weirder out loud, and he laughed with Tord. “Uhm… Plans for the future?” Matt asked, and took another sip of his Tea. “Well, I don’t really have any plans… I just sort-of want to invent things that people can use in their everyday lives that can benefit them.” Tom said, and had seen Tord smile at him. “Uh… My plans are to create one of the strongest armies in the world, and to help the community when some weird thing shows up.” Tord replies, and gets a chuckle out of Tom. “Okay… Weird question, but, Beta, Alpha, or Omega?” Edd asked, and covered half of his face with the palm of his hand. “…Omega…” Tom hesitated, and became embarrased. “..Alpha…” Tord said, and Edd almost jumped out of his seat. “Wow… That’s a problem. But, it can be easily fixed. Both of you just have to stay away from each other, or lock yourselves in your rooms, unless it’s too unbearable. But, I don’t think that should be an issue…” Edd said calmly, and stopped covering his face to write the words down. “What are your greatest weaknesses?” Edd asked, and leaned back in his chair. “Hmm… Greatest weaknesses… Well, for some reason, after I got out of the hospital, I could turn into a monster whenever I wanted. But, now it’s just whenever I’m in heat, or when I’m in danger. So, that’s a thing I left out about me. So, I would sometimes go on rampages, and it caused a lot of problems when I was first the leader of the Blue Army, but, I’ve learned to control it.” Tom said, and crossed his arms, waiting patiently for Tord’s response. “The only thing I’m at a disadvantage for would probably have to be dealing with my emotions… I was abused as a child, and I guess that’s why my body’s so tolerant… I never really got to have any friends when I was younger, and I guess that had made me not able to use my emotions properly, so, sometimes I can’t process the emotions other people are feeling…” Tord had stopped smiling through it, and started to shake. Tom got up, and went to give Tord a comforting hug. “Thanks, Tom. You know, you’re one of the nicest people I have ever met in my life…” Tord said, and smiled up at Tom. “You’re welcome.” Tom responded, and went back to his seat. “Well, looks like you’re all set. You guys are now partners. We’ve already set up a back-up base for you guys. So, if you want, me and Matt can go over to your bases and get all of your supplies while you guys can stay here and chat. Okay?” Edd said, and was being way too polite for Tom’s liking. “Yes. Thank you guys.” Tom said, and turned back to Tord. “Actually, we’re gonna help you guys, too. We’re gonna go to the new base, and we can take a little trip around to see where we can sleep and find our offices and stuff.” Tom said, and got up with his Tea. “Okay, then. Good luck.” ——————————————-

Originally posted by teenage-eccentric

Apparently I’m Your Girlfriend

Summary: Kyungsoo is dragged to a frat party by his best friend Baekhyun and you save him from flirtatious college girls.

Genre: Fluff?

Length: 1441

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hey dudes!
so i just got told by some people that the instagram owner of mr.jumin has been getting a lot of hateful comments and messages ever since my post here.



you can complain on your own blog, complain in my message box, complain in your own controlled space, there is no need to send the person any hateful words.

you can message them to let them know this is a thing happening, and tell them to contact me, or to take it down or whatever. but there is no need to send the person any hateful words.







S T O P.

·  *  ⊹ · . ✧ A new studyblr approaches!!! ✧  .  ·   *  ·

Hello! I’ve been low-key lurking around the studyblr community for some time now, and since it’s the new year & I want to correct my study habits right now (but also have fun!) i’ve decided to get this blog going. 

Some things about me :

  • My name is Kei, and I’m 16 yrs old! (11th grade)
  • I want to major in law & political science
  • In school, I currently take English language & composition, United States history, macroeconomics, pre-calculus, Spanish, Italian, & French
  • I am self-studying microeconomics, and planning to start learning Japanese
  • I really like old movies, spicy food, music, anime, and video games
  • If you befriend me (please do I am very lonely) I will relentlessly spam you with memes or talk about the stars
  • I am The World’s Worst Procrastinator ™

Some blogs that have inspired me / I really like! :

@studykouffee , @intellectus , @areistotle , @colllegeruled , @chiazo , @yunstudies , @finelinrs , @busymarina , @dotgrids , @tbhstudying

I hope to get to know all of you!