Hi everybody! I started this tumblr because I wrote a fanfic called "Falling" and fanart for it kind of drew my attention to tumblr, but since then my tumblr has become a place where I squee over a bunch of different fandoms and random things that catch my attention. I love being able to talk to people who actually GET it!
I do post a lot of Falling-related stuff here, particularly bits of canon and deleted scenes I couldn't fit into the story, which are all collected on the about page.
I do maintain three other blogs -- leaderinblue (a Falling Leo Roleplay blog, on hiatus), shardsoftangshen (a Tang Shen AU Roleplay blog), and askthehamatofamily, which is a Falling!Gang ask blog (when I have time to answer things).And please say hi! I'm just a fandom geek who wants to share my geekery with everybody who'll stay still long enough to listen.
One of my close friends is a belly dancer
And god help you if she gets bored and decides to knock her hip against yours
Like we could just be walking
I SWEAR THEY HAVE THE MOST POWERFUL HIPS ON THE PLANET
Tumblr user shubbabang is blasting off again!
The hips, they don’t lie…
The problem with living on a military base — well, it wasn’t really military, but amounted to pretty much the same thing — was that there was never any chance to be alone. Never that quiet moment in the middle of the night when everyone else was sleeping and you could just be alone with your thoughts. And for someone whose brain was increasingly permeable to the thoughts of everyone else on base, April really missed those moments.
The Shatterdome status screen on the opposite wall may have been in its muted nighttime mode, a reassuring “all clear” green, but that didn’t stop her laser-corrected vision — funny, she’d never considered that you couldn’t have a nearsighted Jaeger pilot — from having no trouble picking out the “3 AM” at the top of the screen.
Sighing, she pushed back the blankets and slipped on a pair of tennis shoes before clipping her ID to the hem of her tank top. Sleep wasn’t coming any time soon, and her boxers and tank top were good enough for anyone else insane or unlucky enough to be awake at this hour. She briefly thought of waking Donnie, but he’d been up till the wee hours the night before yelling at Gottlieb again, and he needed his sleep. Her thoughts also drifted toward Casey for a moment, but that… that was still too new.
So instead, her restless feet led her to the deserted kitchen. Murakami had given her the freezer combination for just such an emergency, and she was looking forward to spending some quality time with Ben and Jerry…