That Scene In LSODM With Vex' Abs Said Everything... 

but as someone who was actually around when the first movies came out in the seventies, the new ones would probably be a huge disappointment for Tan

I can so imagine, her going really overboard with her reaction and being in actual despair over the bad plot of the new movies... Val would be stuck between fits of uncontrollable laughter and trying to console Tan

Would Tanith know about the new Star Wars films? Because of the remnant? If not, I can totally see Val telling her about them and Tanith practically screaming with delight.

she goes to grimwood (grimwood???? i think it’s grimwood) and she and val marathon them together while tanith sneakily feeds xena popcorn

Militsa: We’re not naming our first child Skulduggery.

Skulduggery: You say that now but when you’re high on the pain meds and I’ve arranged for Valkyrie to be in another dimension without a shunter and I’m filling out the birth certificate how are you going to stop me.

Valkyrie: How much of this do you have planned.

and we’re back babey

How could i pass up the opportunity to do Darquesse as well.

*shop in bio, commissions open*

The Lemkin Institute for Genocide has released a statement saying that Israel is committing genocide in Gaza and the United States is complicit. The statement was released in the aftermath of the horrific attack on a refugee camp in Rafah

In April, Lemkin also issued a genocide alert for the West Bank

“Writing is something you do alone. It’s a profession for introverts who want to tell you a story but don’t want to make eye contact while doing it.”

— John Green

the team is chasing the sickest murderers to ever live meanwhile these two on the phone sexually harassing each other

On of the less intuitive things about love, I've found, of any kind, is the importance of needing things.

I didn't realize it until recently, but I've always seen love as something requiring sacrifice, selflessness, patience, and generosity- to ask for nothing is to be the best person I can be, small and quiet and never in the way, always happy and helpful, self-sufficient and present when desired.

It's only as an adult, now, that I'm beginning to see the selfishness of wanting nothing.

I cut my friend's hair in my kitchen the other day. They wanted a trim and I had the skills, so I offered, and was genuinely excited when they stopped hesitating over "bothering me" and took me up on it. It was a peaceful afternoon, and we had tea and chatted for an hour or more.

My brother and I shared popcorn at the movies a while ago. When I came time to pay, I pulled my card out like a wild western sheriff and slapped it on the machine before he could fight me for it first. The satisfaction was delightful.

Someone called me crying on the phone the other day. Kept apologizing for disturbing me at work, talking about how they were bothering me on my lunch break. I was telling the truth when I told them that really, I was flattered and honored and relieved, knowing that if they were hurting I would know, that I didn't have to worry in silence. It felt good to hear them slowly come down, and to know that they knew it would be better soon, and to hear them laugh wetly on the other end. We're getting together for a visit next week.

It's hard to need things, if you've trained yourself not to. It's hard to want things, when you don't know how to want anymore. Trusting people is difficult, and so is relying on them, but I don't know where I'd be without the people who rely on me.

I've heard a lot of people say, "Nobody will love you unless you love yourself". I've had a lot of thoughts about it. It's not right, but it's not wrong, either, I think.

"Nobody will love you unless you love yourself"... I've always taken that to mean, "You will not be lovable until you develop a positive view of yourself as a person".

Now, I think it's sort of inside-out.

"Nobody will love you unless you love yourself"... because nobody can show their love to you in a way that you can accept until you treat yourself kindly, and learn what you need, and what you want, and how to ask for it, and then give that vulnerability away.

Love, for me, is someone I ask for a ride to the airport. Whether they end up doing this or not is irrelevant.

It's not needy, or selfish, or taking up energy. It's giving the gift of being wanted, and needed, and thought of. It's giving someone the security of being part of someone's life.

Love me some magical Russian assassin