we may not get forever / but forever is far
Shiro, recently moved in with Adam and worried about Keith living in their old apartment all alone: *on the phone* What did you eat for breakfast, Keith?
Keith: ... bread.
Shiro: just bread?
Keith: it had sauce.
Shiro: ...
Keith: and cheese. and meat.
Keith: I had prizza for breakfast. from last night.
Shiro, packing a bag: I'm moving back in.
GUYS. DID YOU KNOW YOU CAN WRITE CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE FICS ON AO3
Think about it like OH MY GOOOOD its so perfect???? Clark grew up in Kansas you know when hes relaxed hes got a southern accent and Kon lived on the farm for ages. He'd have the accent and then the sexy ass cowboy hat and the confident attitude he already has !!! And, idk, you could go real hallmark with it and say that Tim has gone to the country side to relax from work or hes there to buy land and then realizes how bad it would be - i dont know, i dont care. I need a fic where Kon is dancing in a hodown (i have no idea how to spell that) and Tim is like smiling and laughing and then Kon teaches him how and Kon takes him on the farm and they ride horses or smt. Think about the tension. The jokes. The way their dynamic wouldnt really change from canon; Kon the confident, coy and loud one whith Tim the fussy, snarky and lowkey kinda spoiled one. Im talking like Hannah Montana the Movie vibes. Im talking Footlose happiness levels. Minimal angst. Or you could go real old school cowboys with Kon as a rogue cowboy and Tim as a sheriff/deputy. Please give me a country fic of these boys. Its so perfect
will never get over Pidge and Shiro having a nice little stroll down a river with a sloth that makes cute noises and just wants to help them, surrounded by green foresrty and lovely animals that sway in the wind and wondering "i wonder if Lance and Hunk are having a nice as time as us" and then it IMMEDIATLY cuts to Hunk and Lance being attacked and screaming all the while Hunk gets literally spat out of the blue lion. It's comedic humour at best.
Hello,,
My name is Ashraf Alanqar, and I am 30 years old. My wife, Widad Issa, and I have a one-and-a-half-year-old son named Bakr. We used to live peacefully in the Al-Shuja’iya neighborhood, in a house we built just a week before the war began. I worked as a farmer and owned a large chicken farm that provided for my family.
Beloved of my heart (Bakr)
Then the war came and destroyed everything. Our home was reduced to ashes, and our chicken farm was obliterated. We lost our home, our livelihood, and even our basic rights. We've been forced to move from place to place in northern Gaza, simply trying to survive.
My House before...
Me.. while trying to recognize what has happened..
The terror we feel as we flee from heavy bombardment is unbearable. The sound of explosions around us, the constant fear as we navigate through the rubble of destroyed homes searching for safety and food, haunts us every day. My son Bakr is constantly scared and suffers from severe malnutrition and skin diseases due to the lack of food, water, and sanitation.
Our beautiful memories.. :(
We urgently need your help. I am asking for your support to fund this campaign to move my family to a safe place, provide us with a proper home, and ensure we have enough food, water, and medical care.
Baker used to play with his dog.
Your donation, no matter how small, can make a significant difference in our lives. We desperately need your support and solidarity during this difficult time. Together, we can restore hope and safety to Ashraf and his family.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart for considering my plea. Your support means more than words can express. Together, we can turn a story of loss into a journey of hope and resilience.
With deepest gratitude,
Ashraf & the Family
I was today years old when I learned that when you type “otp: true” in AO3 search results it filters out fics with additional ships, leaving only the fics where your otp is the main ship
While the EU can be very progressive with its initiatives, its still very conservative towards certain things. Even if you don't think its still happening in your country, it probably is. Research and surverys are done about it, and in a survey in my country (conducted and posted last year) 11 out of 35 survey answers claimed that they (majority gay males) were there not of their own free will! There are still roughly 20+ conversion camps/practises in my country! Even if your goverment is working against these things (hate crimes, conversion camps, legalisation against the rights of LGBTQ minorities, the exclusion and discrimination of those minorities) its better for the EU as a whole to work against it!
[Image ID: The Destiel confession meme edited so that Dean answers 'There's a petition to ban conversion therapy in the EU' to Cas' 'I love you'. /End ID]
If you are a citizen in the EU please sign this petition:
" A baby with pointed furry ears wails in the night, purple eyes squeezed shut in pain, and a small line of red blood oozes down the side of his tiny head. A man holding a simple kitchen knife hovers above him, mouth parted in terror when he sees the figure in the doorway shaking with rage. She lunges and the baby wails louder.
Krolia does what she does best and protects her child. No matter what. The Blades of Marmora don't understand, until they do. Purple gems twinkle and laughter echos through the halls while silver blades turn red from stains that can be removed, but stay. The child wails no longer. "
A volron AU that follows Keith as he grows up with the blade of Marmora, and faces his trials to find a place! Possibly the longest rewrite of his backstory lol give it a check out for additional info like tags n stuff if you want
It's called Bigger Than the Whole Sky!
Guys. Oh my god. I restarted my phone cause it was glitching out and when i clicked my chrome for some ao3 time instead of seeing the smiley face in the corner of the tap that shows how many tabs you have open (samsings give you a smiley face after a 100 instead of a number)
Im feeling genuine grief. Shock. Disbelief. Some of those weren't bookmarked, weren't finished or saved for later what am i gonna do???? Go find them again???? I dont even remember them! All i know is that i loved them! Isnt that enough? To keep them?
if i cant kill myself i guess i just have to make art and cook good meals and listen to music and dress up pretty and hope it will be all worth it to be doing something to distract myself forever