Potato of luck pls i am about to go on holiday i need the luck
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I donβt want to be alarming, but things could get really bad really fast. OTW shared this today on Twitter, and I'm a bit worried about it π
Ao3 is a non-profit organisation. If they have to start paying taxes, I have no idea what will happen.
i reblogged this and then immediatly sat down and opened up a new doc because a child formed herself in my brain and the brain rot grew and grew from there so now i have the bare bones of a multi chapter fic of this kid and jason growing closer together while he heals from everything thats happened and she figures out her own life as well its so silly jasons my skrunkly little guy
Jason knows that when he approaches kids in his entire get up that they're scared of him, and in crises that's... not great. So he's taken to carrying sticker books with him. He has enough pockets for it. He offers the kids stickers, and he lets them put the stickers on his helmet. He has dozens of Red Hood helmets now, all of them have an amalgamation of new and faded stickers.
The rest of the family tries to make fun of him for it, but Jason just holds out his sticker books like "You seem stressed, have a sticker."
alright team I made an account!!! so excited that people are willing to participate!!!!
the account is @timkonweek2025 ! so far, its just an announcement of the time table but in the coming days a discord will go up !
been thinking about TimKon lately and since ive been apart of Jason Todd Week (even if I've been showing it here really badly π), and maybe I'll plan a timkon week for this year?? i checked around and the last time there was one was 2023, i think, and it could be nice with all the timkon stuff thats been floating around lately!
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if theres already one in the works, let me know! i havent gotten the dates all set up yet, but i was thinking late July or early August! yknow, to give people time to plan but also enjoy summer for a bit !
i got my tongue pierced (go with me on this) and i can talk for about five minutes before it starts to get irritated and sore, so i stop talking. except i live a fairly busy life and cant just stop talking and multiple times, during the day (i am on day 1 of the piercing and not doing very well tbh) i have remarked - both to my family and myself - that if i knew sign language it would make my life easier.
Sign language could make everyones lives easier, deaf or not. Communicating across a room, keeping a secret, trying to plan a surprise, including deaf people in a large conversation where there's no time to repeat it to them (if they can lip read), hell even cheating on a test would be easier! as a language, it's possibly one of the only ones that would genuinly make everybodies life easier to know. It should at least be an option to learn in schools, if not mandatory.
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I remember reading this part of yj98 the first time and I actually cried from how hard I laughed the writers HAD to be on crack writing it. Its seriously so funny and (this is my opinion!) Seriously so much better than the tv show with the relationships and depth/growth the characters had
hate it when i find myself driving my car full speed at nuns in a station wagon loaded with high explosives it really puts a damper on my day
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:
trying to get used to drawing this goober again
i sent my application out so, please, please, please let me be employed π€π€
we may not get forever / but forever is far
this is what it looks like. This is Mr. Hippo. Keith loves him and Mr Hippo loves him too. he's got a patch on his nose, to the left, and on his back. One of his legs was also replaced and the fluff on his tail is so ratty. Keith literally cannot sleep without him.
Keith's got a teddy. He's had it since he was eleven. He found it on the side of the road, and despite Shiro's protests, took it home with him. He fixed it up, patched it where there were holes and gave it at least three washes in soft detergant. Shiro wasn't impressed with it in the beginning but he liked it in the end. It was a hippo. Keith called it Mr. Hippo. He took it with him everywhere.
He got made fun of for it in the Garrison, his roommate saw it and told his friends, but Keith didn't care. Mr Hippo was his friend and he was going everywhere with him, no matter what. At sixteen years old, he still slept with the teddy and was unashamed of it. He couldn't sleep without it.
At seventeen years old, Keith flew away in a magical space lion and they had zero expectations of going back. Mr. Hippo was still in the shack. It was the main reason why he couldn't sleep on the castle, despite what Lance wanted to believe, and the main reason why he went to the training room and then passed out. If he couldn't sleep without it, then he could pass out without it.
Throughout the whole ordeal with Voltron, Keith didn't miss things on earth. He was exactly where he wanted to be, a pilot and in space and he had Shiro back. Everything was exactly where he wanted to be, where he was supposed to be. Keith wasn't made for life on Earth, he was made for the stars and now that he was here, he would never leave. But he did think about Mr. Hippo. He even thought about asking Lance to knit him a plushie to look like the hippo but he shut that down immediatly, unwilling to talk about his secret teddy that would no doubt be used to humanise him.
Shiro most likely wouldn't make fun of him for it, he probably would have smiled a little bitterly and reminisce on the life they used to have.
When Keith got back to earth, he visited the shack where he stayed for a year. Everything was the exact same as how he left it, conspiracy board up and string tied to it. Shiro's clothes that he arrived in lays on the ground in the makeshift bedroom, forgotten and deserving that position. He didn't dare to open the fridge, afraid of whatever would have formed in his oat milk. On Keith's bed, however, is something he could never forget.
Mr. Hippo.
A little dusty, but otherwise the same. Keith smiled softly and reached out to hold it gently, feeling something in him settle when he felt the familiar change of fabric on the back where he patched it with some pink curtains Shiro was throwing out. His stitching was bad then, and it had to be replaced many times over the years, but Mr. Hippo stayed the same. He stayed the same plushie Keith found on the side of the road, abandoned and left to rot in the dirt.
Keith brought him back to the Atlas where they were staying and Shiro did smile when he saw it. Lance didn't make fun of him for it when he brought it into the bed later on, and Keith slept better than he ever did.