For years, I have ummed and ahhed about donating blood and registering as a bone marrow donor. So many times I've almost gone in to get it done, then thought about the needle and the hassle, and chickened out. Today, I booked in an appointment. I know it's not much, particularly taking into consideration the immensely charitable individual we lost this week, but I'm finally doing it. Thank you Jay for giving me that push I needed. You will be greatly missed.

i want to read 12000 tj hammond/steve rogers fics! why do only 38 exist in the whole wide ao3? why is life doing me like this?

Me, always: I really really hope Tim Gunn is happy and safe and warm.

Ok, I'm out (for a while at least). People are fucking horrible.

What is with everyone being fucking awful about fics today? Like, I'm sorry that someone dared to spend hours/days/weeks/months of their time contributing to a fandom you both love for no monetary gain, and thought it appropriate to include a trope you personally think is a bit tired. I'm sorry that a writer may be too young or inexperienced to know the intimate schooling details of a country they've never actually been to. That must be fucking awful for you. It's not like you have the power to just stop reading and not be mean and terrible to budding authors doing their best.