Supercarrier: fandom flagship. Everybody and their dog ships it. The fandom is glutted with artwork and fic. You cannot escape this ship.
Dreadnought: massively popular. Nearly everybody ships it. You can, with dedication, in theory, reach the end of the AO3 archive for the ship’s tag, but it’ll take a long time.
Cruiser: pretty popular ship. Not everyone ships it, but everyone knows about it. Has a good amount of fic/art, and probably multiple ask blogs.
Frigate: just plain popular. Feels like it could use more fanworks. New people to the fandom might not know about it, but they’ll stumble across it sooner rather than later.
Gunboat: bit of a rarepair. It might have an ask blog or two. A couple big name fans ship it. Probably only takes a few weeks to get through the entire AO3 backlog, and one new fic gets added during that time.
Tugboat: rarepair. Almost never seen except as a side pairing to a more popular ship. You can usually get through everything on AO3 in a matter of days. You’ve forgotten what it is to be picky about what you read.
Rowboat: less than a dozen people ship it. You all know each other. You exist in an endless cycle of the same five people desperately producing art and fic and one person who constantly contributes headcanons.
Canoe: you are one of maybe three people who ship it, and there’s a not-insignificant chance you’ve never encountered those other two hypothetical shippers. You spend your days paddling furiously in hopes of keeping the ship afloat, dreaming of the day you upgrade to a rowboat so you can finally rest.
Submarine: Quite a few people ship it, but nobody wants to admit to shipping it. Will randomly appear and throw the other ships into confusion.
Pontoon: that random crossover ship with that one black dress character/trope/fandom everyone will ship with everything else. Has the potential to turn into a massive party until someone gets sick and everyone goes home.
Paddleboat: There is you, and the one person you talked into it. There is no one else. Attempting to make progress is very awkward.
(Source: singingwithoutwords, via littlestartopaz)
“Funny. I don’t recall that I was allowed to do much talking about it at all.” Tony met his gaze briefly, mouth twisted in an unhappy frown, angry-looking dark circles under his eyes. His eyes were dull and tired and Steve fought back the urge to wince. He’d never wanted to hurt Tony, that had never been the plan, but they’d been together for three years and things could only be so painless after that much time.
“Yes, I’m sure. I may be a jerk, but it’s not because I don’t listen.” It was because his superhero secret identity caused him to bail on plans at a bank robbery’s notice and gave him a predisposition to what could be called compulsive lying, but hey.
Sue gave Peter an amused look, but gave his arm a gentle squeeze. “At least you’re self-aware.”
He wrapped his arms around Bilbo and hugged him, and he thought that if he didn’t hug anyone else apart from the hobbit ever again, it would not be a terrible thing. Hugging Bilbo was like coming home. Thorin had lost too many homes; he wanted to keep this one till the end of days.
“How is he, anyway?” says Obi-wan.
“Dude, can’t you use the Force to check?” says Darcy. “Or, you know, you could just ask him.”
“The Force does not work that way,” says Obi-wan, depositing her cup of coffee in front of her with a sniff.
Grantaire lets out a slow breath and scrubs his hands back through his hair, feeling tangled curls catch at his fingers and yank at his scalp. “Okay. I’m going to go take a shower until I feel less like I’m going to have a panic attack. Help yourself to coffee or whatever’s in the fridge.”
“Give me your phone,” Éponine says, and doesn’t move from where she’s sitting in a ball on the floor. Instead she holds out her hand, palm up, with a stern arch to her eyebrows—like she’s reclaiming something that’s already hers rather than blatantly commandeering Grantaire’s personal property.
He hands over the phone.
(Source: post-and-out)
Tagged by: @wildehacked
name | Moran online, although people usually call me Starlight and I’m considering just giving up and switching to that ‘cause it’s nice.
nicknames | I answer to Moran IRL, people also call me R (yes, like Grantaire). Also apparently I am now Vodka Tia Moran, which I am down with.
zodiac sign | LISTEN. I flunk the zodiac. I just do. I am the worst at being a Pisces ever, literally EVER, and have been for my whole life. And before you get clever and think “oh, well, what’s your ascendant/moon/sun/WHATEVER” just trust me, trust your resident ex-cult tia, someone has DONE THAT FIRST and drawn up my WHOLE DAMN CHART and I am The Worst At Zodiacking. So just no. Shhhhh. Let it go.
height | Five-fucking-nothing and salty as hell
orientation | Queer, and yes I’ll fight you
nationality | American and living in fear
favorite fruit | Pomegranates. I will buy, peel, and eat an entire pomegranate for my own damn self and I don’t even care that it takes me forever to peel the damn things.
favorite season | I like all four seasons as long as they’re doing what they’re supposed to. I do NOT like the messy in-between bits.
favorite book | WHAT KIND OF BULLSHIT CHEATING QUESTION IS THIS. THERE ARE FOUR BOOKSHELVES IN MY LIVING ROOM ALONE AND FOUR MORE IN MY BEDROOM. TO SAY NOTHING OF EVERY OTHER ROOM IN THE HOUSE.
favorite flower | Roses. Also lilacs.
favorite scent | Earth and asphalt after a rain, roses under hot sunlight, honey and rising bread, the ozone after a lightning bolt.
favorite color | Jewel tones–blood red, royal purple, sapphire blue, satin black. I like colors that commit to something.
favorite animal | Horses and wolves and cats and dogs and snakes and turtles, in no particular order.
coffee, tea, or hot cocoa | Ahaha, me and caffeine don’t get along so great. Either it’s DO ALL THE THINGS or immediate sleep. And I can’t stand coffee well enough to drink it without the advantage of caffeine. Jasmine tea with lots of honey is where it’s at, my dudes. And hot cocoa if it’s cold out.
average sleep hours | …fewer than I should. Maybe five.
cat or dog person | BOTH. But also Charles (HIM BIG) and my own dear beasties demand that, for the moment, I am primarily a dog person.
favorite fictional character | …Jamethiel Priest’s-bane. And Rachel. And Kitsune Yukiko. And everyone on the Enterprise. And Storm and Rogue and–look, we could be here all day.
number of blankets you sleep with | Whatever means I am warm but not physically dying. This number is distinctly different between bedtime and getting up, because my body temperature spikes the second I fall asleep and then I die from heatstroke. (You think I’m joking. I have, in the past, actually given myself heatstroke if I have too many blankets on me while feverish.)
dream trip | OUT OF THE DAMN COUNTRY. Shockingly this is not predicated on the existence of the loud yam, I’ve just never been out of the country. I think it would be really cool to go to Wales, and to do the whole Arthuriana tour of the Celtic Isles, and also to see if I can find out where my family is from in Hungary and go there, and go to Mexico to test out my Spanish in the real world. Also Rome. Always wanted to go to Rome.
blog created | Halfway through sophomore year, so…wow, about two and a half years? Maybe more like three?
number of followers | 525 and I forgot to put up a piece of original writing for 500 because I’m a mess, someone remind me to send around some kind of poll or send in a specific request.
Tagging: Twenty people is a DAMN LOT, so like @littlestartopaz, @lathori, @chromatographic (who I FORGOT I was mutuals with because I’m a mess, do you see a theme), @skymurdock, @flvffs, @slyrider, aaaaand @cadeteyes. And whoever else feels really called to do the thing.
flvffs asked: why is this blog so quality. fucking hell.
Poor impulse control mixed with a certain cynical joie de vivre would be my best answer to that.
Anonymous asked: Hi oh my gosh okay so first of all I love all of your fics also your blog is super hecking gr9
*mild shrieking* BLESS, thank you so much, I’m so glad you enjoy my fics!
Show Chapter | Archive of Our Own -
@lathori has wriggled a deal out of me to write her TWO happy AU’s for Animorphs. This is one of them. An actual college AU where no one is miserable.
Anonymous asked: bud bud bud what do you think of river song
Okaaaaaaaaaaaaay
So.
Here is my complicated stance on River Song.
On the one hand: her whole plot of going rogue against what she was designed to be and living her life backward relative to the proper timeline and fighting for what she believes in and being badass and snarky with the hair and the heels and the guns and the rest? INTO IT. INTO IT UP TO MY EYEBALLS ANON. HERE. FOR. IT. HONESTLY KIND OF BITTER I DIDN’T COME UP WITH THE WHOLE ‘LIVING TIME BACKWARD’ THING MYSELF.
On the other hand: A, I don’t like the way the narrative handles her, B, I don’t like the change toward companions needing to be Special, and C, I’ve never been able to get into her and the Doctor as a thing. This got long.
A Revolutionary Surgery Could Finally Let Trans Women Carry Children -
is it bad that I want to become pregnant one day
“A clinic in Ohio recently started screening women for the ground-breaking procedure, which would allow women to transplant their uterus into a woman who doesn’t have one.
The transplant could be conducted on a woman ‘born without a uterus, or who had it removed or have uterine damage’ – this would make trans women eligible for the procedure.
A 26-year-old woman who is undergoing the screening process told The Times: ‘I crave that experience.
‘I want the morning sickness, the backaches, the feet swelling. I want to feel the baby move. That is something I’ve wanted for as long as I can remember.’
Dr Christine McGinn, a plastic surgeon, told Yahoo News: ‘The human drive to be a mother for a woman is a very serious thing.
‘Transgender women are no different.’”
Medical miracle.
I’d donate mine :) I’m not using it.
(via cthulhu-with-a-fez)
Anonymous asked: I have spring break next week and I am legit terrified because on campus I dont have a scale but at home I do and I dont know how I am going to deal if I become obsessed with trying to watch the numbers drop again. I have spent this whole school year trying to overcome my eating disorder and I haven't been home since August but my dad wants me home for spring break and I dont know what to do. I have the worst anxiety about this and I know it's bad but it is like a habit when I am home.
Okay, sweetie, the first thing I want you to know is that I’m really proud of you for fighting against this. What I always tell people is that free fall is effortless–whether it’s free fall into depression or anxiety or an ED or whatever. Climbing back up is work, and I’m really impressed with how tough you are to apply yourself to that work.
Second of all, everything you’re saying makes complete sense. You’re not crazy, it’s so easy to slip back into a habit, I know it. But the fact that you’re aware enough to recognize the habit, and recognize the threat of slipping back into it, that means you’ve already made incredible progress, sweetie. And I want you to know that you’re not crazy to worry–the human brain really likes its patterns and habits, it’s wired to click back into old ruts and it takes a lot of strength to be wary of that.
So, as far as coping goes, I have a couple of suggestions.
The easiest and most direct would be to get rid of the scale at home if you can. If you feel like you can’t do it yourself, maybe you could ask someone else to come and take it instead. If your dad is aware of your situation, he might be able to help you. Asking will be hard–really hard. But you’ve been really strong to work to recover so far, and if you’re that committed, I believe in your ability to ask.
If that’s not an option, or if that’s not enough–and absolutely no judgement on either of those–it might help to have someone to keep you accountable. Someone to talk to, or message, every day and say “I didn’t check my weight at all” or “I ate three meals today” or “I’m really struggling today” or whatever it is that you feel like you need in order to be supported. If you have a close friend who’s aware of the situation, you might be able to ask them. If not, you can feel absolutely free to message me instead, on or off anon, whichever makes you more at ease.
Finally, I’m going to give you the advice I dole out to everyone I know who’s struggling with a mental illness. Go easy on yourself. Don’t hang yourself out to dry for missing a meal, when that energy could be applied to the next challenge. Have some sympathy for yourself. Be gentle, if you can, and cut yourself some slack. This is hard. This is work. Be willing to acknowledge that, and be aware of how much you’ve accomplished already. If there’s anything I can do for you, honey, don’t be afraid to ask.
Anonymous asked: Don't do crushes but I have the most enormous squish on you! You seem like a brilliant and passionate person with an incredible creative mind and a lot of love and enthusiasm for a lot of things you are always willing to share. I just think you're neat.
THANK YOU SO MUCH, oh wow, that’s so nice of you, you too are very neat, dear anon.