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Voltron positivity project

Due to recent fandom events I’ve been wanting to do a follow-recommendations list! What I’m looking for is Voltron centric blogs that are relatively discourse-free.

  • the purpose of doing this is to avoid antis, so none of that please

If you’d be okay with being put on a follow-list, please reblog this post and tag with:

  • the ships you post & whether you’re a multishipper or not

  • n/sfw or n/sfw-free

  • if your blog has a consistent tagging system

  • your stance on the black paladin debate & fandom discourse in general

You can also @tag people you’d recommend following so others can check them out! Spreading would be appreciated!

@mashirondividing​ said:  Hey I was just wondering, my birthday just passed (8th of dec) and I had meant to follow you, but this might be a big ask or anything, it’s okay if you can’t really!! could you maybe draw a birthday Kuroo for me it’s really okay if not

Ayyyyyy I’m always happy to draw Kuroo, so why not! I hope you had a great birthday! (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧

THE SIGNS AS PICK-UP LINES
  • Aries: Are you my appendix? Because I have no idea how you work, but this feeling in my stomach makes me want to take you out.
  • Taurus: Do you have a name or should I just call you mine?
  • Gemini: Spell me. (M-E) You forgot the D. (There isn't a D in me.) NOT YET!
  • Cancer: You look a lot like my future husband, I promise to take great care of you and our kids.
  • Leo: I'd rate you a nine out of ten, only because I'm the one you're missing.
  • Virgo: I may not be photographer, but I can picture you and I together.
  • Libra: You remind me of the sun because you constantly brighten up my world.
  • Scorpio: If I had a dollar for every time I thought of you, then I'd only have one dollar because you never left my thoughts after the first time.
  • Sagittarius: You must not of took your vitamins today because you look like you're lacking in vitamin me.
  • Capricorn: If you were a triangle, you'd be a right triangle because you're ALWAYS right!
  • Aquarius: I'm good at math ok. U + I = 69, and the value of I is 59 because U are a 10.
  • Pisces: You must be a masterpiece because I want to pin you up against a wall and admire you whenever I see you.

Look at this little sunbeam.

woopkiplovespapyrusspaghetti  asked:

It still baffles me how you have such well choreographed animations and didn't go to an art school or anything. When Megalomaniac first released I thought you'd been animating in the past already, and you're always able to do all these cool stuff in animation that seem very difficult, though I don't know the ins and outs of animation myself. To me whenever a Glitchtale episode comes out the quality gets a boost, and it's incredible how you can make long, high quality animations so quickly.

Woah, you just said I made high quality animations. 

And meant it


ily 4ever

The thought of a Skype call with Gillian Anderson sounds like hell tbh.

The awkward pauses…the talking over one another…the shitty internet connection.

Omg I’m sweating at the thought of it.

I think I’ll just donate to SAYES and avoid it.

Skyping with a fan. Omg.

Never say she doesn’t love her fans. This will be interesting.

  • Chuuya: You remind me of Rapunzel.
  • Dazai: Really?
  • Chuuya: Yes, but instead of letting down your hair you let down everyone in your life.
  • *in a cab; on the way to the christening*
  • Molly: *happily* Oh isn't this exciting? I bet she looks lovely. And John and Mary are wonderful parents...
  • Sherlock: *on his phone* Mmm.
  • Molly: *sighs* Oh, her name is just beautiful *giggles* I always wanted to name my daughter Persephone.
  • Sherlock: *glances at her*
  • Molly: *rolls her eyes* Hey, I was eleven at the time and really into all that mythology stuff.
  • Sherlock: *still typing* There are worse names for a child than Persephone Holmes.
  • Molly: ...
  • Molly: *raises an eyebrow* Why would it be Holmes?
  • Sherlock: *shrugs* I always assumed you'd take your husband's name.
  • Molly: *scoffs* Yeah, well, I'm not going to marry Mycroft!
  • Sherlock: *confused* We've been sleeping together and you think-
  • Molly: *giggles* No, I mean, I just thought you weren't the marrying kind.
  • Sherlock: *sighs* Sex, Molly. I don't do that with just anyone.
  • Molly: *raises an eyebrow* You love me?
  • Sherlock: Obviously.
  • Molly: *smirks* I'm sorry? I didn't catch that.
  • Sherlock: *smiles* I love you.
  • Molly: *takes his hand* I love you too.
  • Sherlock: *coughs* So you'll...marry me, then?
  • Molly: *kisses his cheek* Of course I will.
Ron catching Drarry fighting like-
  • Draco: Why would you even do something like that to me?
  • Draco: This may be a huge joke to you, Harry, but for me it's real. WE are real.
  • Draco: I'm not your plaything.
  • Draco: Where's your Gryffindor honor?!
  • Draco: I always knew you'd fuck me over like this! *storms off*
  • Ron: *low whistle* What the hell did you do, mate?
  • Harry: *wearily* I took Parvati Patil to the Yule Ball ten years ago.
  • Ron: What
  • Harry: And also, it was you they took from me in the Second Task, not him.
  • Ron:
  • Harry: Yeah.
  • Ron: And you're actually in love with the neurotic bastard?
  • Harry: Madly, I'm afraid.
Fake Chats #106
  • Jimin: hyung, why did you have a gun in your bag?
  • Yoongi: why wouldn't I? How else do I get rid of persistent flirts who can't resist my beauty?
  • Jimin: did you just call yourself beautiful?
  • Yoongi: especially that Hopi kid. He doesn't know what rejection is.
  • Jimin: that's because you always humor him.
  • Yoongi: he's funny!
  • Jimin: so, you'd shoot the rest of us, but not Hopi-hyung?
  • Yoongi: oh, I'd shoot all of you. But Hopi would come back to life; probably reincarnate as Apollo or something.
  • Jimin:
  • Yoongi:
  • Jimin: no guns for you.
  • Yoongi: fine, whatever, I don't need one.
  • Jimin: no Apollo either.
  • Yoongi: don't you dare take away my Hopi.

Tyler Scheid is too good for this world???
He went through and liked a TON of happy bday tweets yesterday which is rad anyway, then he reposted and @’d every artist who sent him stuff and like???????? Who DOES that??? That’s really cool?!

@dexsnursey tagged me for the fic writer’s self rec because like…i guess she wants me to choose between my children? which is just mean honestly? BUT WHATEVER OK Y’ALL ARE WOLVES I’LL JUST CRY

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you’ve written, then pass on to at least five other writers (◠‿◠✿)”

*note: these are in no particular order? just, like, five faves. so. 

1) chiaroscuro (pre-nursey/dex; nursey&dex&chowder friendship, t) (ao3

“Nu, habibi,” Derek’s mother says to him gently, as they leave the registration table. “Are you sure about this? Hockey is a rough sport. It’s going to hurt, sometimes.”

Derek, all of eight years old, squares his shoulders. “That’s okay, Ammi,” he says. “I’m not scared.”

(They warn him that hockey hurts. They don’t warn him that depression hurts worse.)

So like…anyone who follows my blog knows that I am Depressed as Fuq and also I love to project my shit onto fictional characters (Dear Derek Nurse: I’m So Sorry). This was written during a rough night, but also, like…I just have a lot of feelings about how mental health is portrayed in fic? So. (tw for depression, suicidality)

2) polyglot (nursey/dex, t) (ao3

Eric Bittle @omgcheckplease 10 September 2015
Apparently Nursey finished his language requirement freshman year. Good for him.

(Five languages Derek Nurse speaks, and one [thinks] he doesn’t.)

UMMMM this was basically just an excuse to a) write my multilingual Nursey headcanon, b) start to explore some of my Nursey backstory without flushing it out too much in case I wanted to change things later, and c) write Dex slowburn realizing that he is hella gay for Derek Nurse. 

3) one who can only find his way by moonlight (nursey/dex, t) (ao3) (tumblr)

The first time it happens, Derek is seven years old and having a nightmare, and in his dream, he thinks, with all of his might, I want my mom.

And then he’s not in his dream anymore.

He’s somewhere else.

This one was written for Nursey Week, and it was my first time writing magical realism in forever, and I just had, like, a shit ton of fun with it? IDK, it was great and I really liked it and I’m a huge nerd and whatever.

4) if we bite (the pain is sweet) (nursey/dex, e) (ao3)

After two and a half semesters at Samwell, Dex has gotten used to people handling their stress in weird ways. Bitty bakes up a storm, Lardo is constantly covered in what Dex really, really hopes is paint, Ransom turns into a curled-up ball of anxiety on the nearest flat surface. He gets it: people are just weird here.

That doesn’t mean he doesn’t choke on his Red Bull when Nursey sighs, “God, I’m so tense right now. I just really need to suck a dick, y’know?”

(Or: five times Dex and Nursey really don’t quite know what they’re doing, and one time they’ve really, really figured it out.)

I mean how…can I not…? This was my hockey kink manifesto. I just, like. I mean. I have no idea how “haha wouldn’t it be funny if I wrote bro-jobs” turned into 55k of kink exploration that actually included, like, character development and Critical Race Discourse and like, Legitimate Feelings but. All of those things happened? I don’t know. I literally can’t tell if I’m proud or ashamed of this fic. But literally multiple people told me that there were sentences in this fic that were hotter than any sexual experience they ever had, so. That seems like a rec? 

5) streets a little kinder (when you’re home) (nursey-centric, implied pre-nursey/dex, t) (ao3) (tumblr)

Even as Derek hits the call button, he hears Dex’s voice in his head, telling him how privileged he is to be able to do this. All the same, he calls his mom, and when she picks up on the second ring, concern in her voice, he blurts out, “Can I come home for the weekend?”

If I had had the time, this fic would have been like, 20k words long, and it would have been a love letter to Derek Nurse and his relationship to NYC and his moms and his sister and his poetry and how he misses the hum of the city in his pulse when he’s at Samwell, but instead I had to cram it into just over 4k words, and I still love the shit out of this fic. I could write Nursey and his family all day, y’all. I LOVE THEM.

(honorable mentions go to: even something as pure as water, because i’m a thirsty bitch, and it drops with the gravity of rain, because it was my first fic in the fandom and i’m nostalgic.)

I tag @dizzy-redhead, @hoenursey, @ahausonfire, @omgcphee, and @sinbindos with the usual caveat that if this makes you anxious, or if you are just busy/tired/not into it you can always feel free to skip.