I remember February 2014. My dad was in Moscow but my mother and my siblings had come to visit me in Paris. We spent the afternoon at the Army Museum in the Invalides. The museum was about to close and we were leaving when my dad phoned.
Get the hell out of here and listen ! We're in Crimea right now. Putin has sent the troops. There's gonna be war.
He was talking loud enough that I managed to catch the conversation. We quickly exited through the now empty museum. I remember the lights going out while we were making our way between the armours and the military uniform. Ominous I thought.
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free variation on a fanfic trope: "we're sharing a bed because we're covering for our other two friends, who are keeping the fact that they're sharing a bed secret from this other person, so we're all playing secret musical pillows every night for days"
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if you remember rise of the guardians (2012) you are entitled to financial compensation
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kacchan you are the last person on earth who should be calling him out for remembering things and being sentimental mr “I will always regret not taking your hand when I was four” and “I’ve carried around this all might card I got with izuku around for over a decade”
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Rewatching Community and in the pilot episode I'm reminded of just how groundbreaking it felt to have an autistic character who was not white, whose special interests were wholly divorced from mathematics, and who was keenly aware of how people perceived him. It still feels good now: not all the show has aged well in the twelve years since it first aired, but those moments? In the recent wake of The Big Bang Theory's explosive debut?
It was a show that made its first autism joke in the first twenty minutes... out of Abed's own mouth, hinging on the weird, awkward, invasively indirect ways that people would try to tell you they were clocking you.
I cannot underscore enough how intently I felt seen.
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the loneliness and sadness that creeps into you in a way that only growing up queer can cause. your parents can accept you and still make you feel like an outsider. your parents can love you and still reject parts of you. that old-fashioned kind of love where they think trying to mold you, make you tough, is better for you. or that quiet status quo where you just don't talk. and where everyone is accepted, though some are more than others. generations and generations it's just been easier to let it slide. to let it be. not cause a fuss. but then we sit there with a knot in our chests all our lives wondering how it got there
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Wait but like other than the divine, who did show up for the conclave? Was she just in a room by herself? 💀
theoretically, representatives sent by fiona and the lord seeker (??? whoever these may have been... not known or mentioned characters, apparently...?) and also uh [checks notes] every single influential cleric in the southern chantry. and, uhhhh. that one guy i guess cassandra fucked in the anime movie i haven’t seen
also: the mages and templars you see on screen lining up in their absurd little identical queues. i imagine a lot of the ordinary ones would have tried to make it just for somewhere there seemed to be a semblance of truce and order and someone who could tell them what to do
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I am feeling great hearing that Keyleth's intel is reporting that Rexxentrum sounds like it's about to devolve into chaos with Dwendal evidently on death's door and the Assembly is about to eat itself from the inside following the Vanguard's movement, considering I was presuming that was going to be some significant fallout, but also, rip Caleb and his virtuous idealism for the Empire lmao.
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