Stabbing Attack Thwarted in Jerusalem - Arab terrorist shot while trying to stab Jews at light rail station in north-eastern Jerusalem - 4 May 2015

A Palestinian Arab terrorist was apprehended as he attempted to stab Jews at the Givat Hamivtar light rail station in north-eastern Jerusalem on Monday, near the French Hill neighborhood.
Light rail security personnel were on scene and spotted the terrorist as he attempted to attack, at which point they opened fire and captured him, according to a police statement.
The terrorist was subdued before he was able to wound anyone.
A security guard told police the terrorist had “attacked him from behind” before running towards people waiting at the station, police spokeswoman Samri said.  Several other security guards then opened fire at his legs before overpowering him, before transferring him for treatment.
The attacker has been identified as a 35-year-old resident of the Arab neighborhood of Shuafat.
The attempted attack at Givat Hamivtar is a distance of just a few minutes by foot to the bus stop in the French Hill neighborhood where Shalom Yochai Sherki was murdered by an Arab terrorist last month.
The terrorist rammed his car into the stop on the eve of Holocaust Remembrance Day in Israel, inflicting lethal wounds on Sherki and seriously injuring his date, Shira Klein.
Klein’s condition has since improved rapidly, and she has been transferred for rehabilitative treatment.
In response to the attack and several stabbing attacks, Internal Security Minister Yitzhak Aharonovich (Yisrael Beytenu) warned of the possibility of further “lone wolf” attacks.
“You cannot stop the lone terrorist who decides to carry out such attacks,” the minister said, drawing criticism from the victim’s family.

anonymous asked:

So there was this guy at school who was in my drama class, we always had this tension and he would always hug me and pick me up and stuff. A few months after I'd left school, we were at a party together and ended up alone in a little room where everyone put their bags. I was sitting on a table and he comes over and pulls my legs open and starts making out with me, his hands all over my body, spanking my ass, pulling my tits out my bra and sucking my nipples. It was so hot.


One-word prompt submitted by anamateurexpert: Replay

Faint, tinny music filtered down the hallway leading to the archives. That wasn’t unusual; Abbie would often find Crane hunched over the laptop, squinting at YouTube videos of old (to her) songs or historical footage or the odd cat video. But the closer Abbie got, the more distinct the song became.

It was her.

“And it’s no coincidence I’ve come. And I can die when I’m done. Maybe I’m crazy.” Her voice cracked on the top note. “Maybe you’re crazy.”

She eased the door open. He sat at the table, his legs drawn up under him like a little boy, phone held close to the end of his long nose. She hadn’t known he’d recorded it. Why had he recorded it? And why had he kept it? And why was his face so very, very soft as he watched her?

The last notes of the last chorus died out. Abbie opened her mouth.

Crane tapped the screen. The song started again.  

Abbie backed out of the room.

anonymous asked:

Yo Tadashi and reader cuddling and flirting in their underwear?? :D

Tadashi looked down at you through beautiful, brown eyes as his fingers grasped at a small handful of your hair. He smiled adoringly at you, brushing out the amount of hair he had his grip on before letting his lips press delicately against your nose. You grinned, giving him a purse of your mouth before whispering, the sound of your hushed voice resonating through the midnight air of his bedroom. “Y’think we can commence forward and not wake up Hiro?” 

Tadashi gave you a cheeky, almost smart-ass like smile and whispered back, “I think we can but…” His calloused fingers grasped at the waist band of your panties, lingering there for a few moments before he ran the hand upwards to rest by your head so he could support himself on top of you. You could feel his narrow waist snuggle against your hips, his body now laying between your open legs. “I kinda wanna cuddle tonight…”

You let out a long moan of satisfaction when Tadashi laid his head down in the bridge between your breasts, and looked up at you innocently. You gave him a warm smile, kissed his forehead and began brushing out his near ebony hair. “I can agree with the cuddling…” You mumbled gently, fingers digging into his scalp as you began massaging it. “We can have another pick-up line battle.”

“You’re on.” Tadashi laughed soft enough to only be heard by you, and not to disturb his sleeping brother. “You can go first.”

“If you were a vegetable, you’d be a cute-cumber.” You laughed at your own line and gazed down at him through the dim light you got from his side table lamp. 

You could see the small tint of pink hit his already tan skin as his brown eyes caught hold of yours in an almost childish way. With a glint of his orbs, he tilted his mouth upwards and said smoothly, “You look cold. Want to use me as a blanket?”

You threw your head back in a low cackle as you held his body closer to yours, your fingers rubbing circles on his muscular back. “That one was almost too cute to handle,” You admitted quietly, looking at him with love radiating from your eyes, “Are you a banana?” He raised an eyebrow at the seemingly random question, “Because I find you a-peeling.”

“(NAME) WINS.” Hiro screeched from the other side of the shoji screen. “Can you guys shut up!? It’s 12:16 AM and I’d LIKE TO GET SOME SLEEP.”

anonymous asked:

"James Barnes, unsurprisingly, is not. He is not for another two hours, twenty eight minutes, and twelve seconds." TWO HOURS WHAT KIND OF STING TANTRIC CHAFING DEHYDRATING SEX DDDAAAAMNNNN, but really I'm more impressed by that phone's battery life A+ Stark.

i feel like when they have a day off they don’t mess around. it’s MARATHON SEX OR NOTHING. that blowjob/steve inevitably getting off from having a dick in his throat was just a warm up (15 min). what followed was

• rimming as previously suggested (30 min) (to make up for how bucky wanted his dick sucked first) 

• metal arm fingering (5 min)

• more rimming bucky can you chill for two seconds (5 min) 

• round 1 (20 min max because of all the rimming) in missionary, with steve’s legs spread open and gratuitous close ups of his tits

• A Light Spanking (like 5 min) 

• round 2 + hair pulling (~25 min, just because bucky can’t control himself doggy style) (please consider this camera angle, which is literally just bucky’s cock inside steve) 

1 hr 45 min mark: “you’re so fuckin’ pretty” bucky says. “christ, you’re a mess.” “Oh god,” steve slurs, anticipatory, and what ensues is 

• 5 min of bucky spreading steve’s ass apart to watch come drip out of him and pushing his fingers inside him

• (tony stark mixing himself a drink, having aged 300 years in the past hour and 50 minutes)

• 3 min of lazy rimming

• 2 min of lazy necking/general groping/bucky playing with steve’s nipples like an asshole 

• (”OH MY GOD” tony yells, thoroughly grossed out because of WHERE HIS MOUTH JSUT WAS)

• 4 more min of playing with steve’s nipples which gets so kinky that tony turns a little red (bionic fingers: good as nipple clamps) 

• “you’re a sloppy mess, rogers” “i know you wanna put it in me again. c’mon, put it in me again” (1 min) 

• really slow and loud and burning sex with steve on his belly and bucky straddling his ass while he fucks him and holds onto his little waist because that’s about as inventive as they have the energy to get (~22 min) 

• it’s the best angle ever and steve gets off twice and the speakers on the phone get a little fucked up because he’s so fucking loud

• also at this point i feel the sex tape idea in general has been kind of lost and it’s just audio of steve moaning

• (tony is not turned on. tony is not turned on but captain america makes breathy girl noises in bed and says “please” a lot and moans VERY loudly) 

• general aftercare and gratuitous shots of steve’s ass, which is, again, a mess (2 min)  

• lazy necking (4 min)

• “m’hungry” “for my ass or for real food?” (12 seconds)

6. Awake.

Mark: It was three in the morning, but you were still wide awake. You turned to the other side and saw Mark was fast asleep. He worked so hard today and was awfully tired, but you couldn’t help but laugh at his position: arms above his head, mouth wide open, legs sprawled across the bed. You scooted closer to him and wrapped his arms around him as you tried to go to sleep.

JB: You looked at your phone and quickly sat up in the bed. “I’m late!” you screamed as you grabbed your clothes from the floor and rushed to the bathroom. With all the noise, Jaebum woke up in a daze. He was stretching when you came out fully changed. Without a word, you went over to him, kissed him on his cheek, and ran out the door.

Jackson: You woke up in shock at the sound of thunder. Practically jumping on the mattress, you looked and panicked a bit to see that Jackson was nowhere to be seen. A bit worried, you checked your phone and sighed in relief. Reading the text message he sent you, you smiled. He didn’t want to wake you when he left, but he promised to be back tonight. 

Jr: He woke up before you as he dismissed his morning alarm on his phone. Surprised to see that you slept through that, he laughed to himself. He decided to let you sleep in since you were so hard at work last night on your laptop. With a kiss upon your forehead, he slid from under the covers and went to the bathroom before surprising you with breakfast.

Youngjae: You weren’t aware, but you found your legs tangled with his underneath the sheets. When you peeled your eyes open, you were surprised to see how close he was to you. It was kind of funny though, the two of you were both such deep sleepers that you didn’t even realize you cuddled in your sleep. You kissed his nose before closing your eyes once more.

Bam Bam: You were both awake, but your eyes were still closed. You felt his fingers run through your hair as you laid next to him. He caressed your cheek before moving closer to kiss it. That was when you opened your eyes, surprising him. “Good morning,” he whispered with a chuckle. You giggled and repeated those words as you reciprocated the kiss.

Yoogyeom: Your alarm woke you up, but you hit the snooze button instantly. You rolled over and sighed as you saw the empty space on your bed. You shouldn’t think so negatively, especially this early in the morning, but you couldn’t help yourself. You missed him. Terribly. Closing your eyes, you were hoping to at least see him in your dreams again.

Be My Eyes (v.3)

Jon folded his sunglasses in his hands, smiling lazily, the cool almost-but-not-quite spring air making his cheeks red and nose tingle. The snow was gone, and the ground had shifted from hard-crunch-snow to soft-rain-mud and the air smelled sweet again, like fresh grass was beginning to grow. Jon shifted his position outside of Teddy’s apartment, leaning his head back and taking a deep breath. He could hear Teddy moving around in the apartment and could smell his scent, and he absent mindedly patted John-Luc, the dog’s head in Jon’s lap. There were no secrets between them now. Teddy knew about Jon’s powers, and Jon knew about Teddy’s….furry little problem, and everything was just… 

Jon carefully shoved Luc’s head away from his legs and got to his feet at the apartment door opened and Teddy’s footsteps came hurrying out. “Hey,” he said softly with a smile, wrapping the guide for Luc around his hand several times. 

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Pairing: Kuroo/Kenma
Theme: college!au: reunion

“Hah, are you crying?”

And then five seconds later:

“H-hah, shit, are you crying?!”

Dropping his bag by the door, Kuroo began walking towards Kenma before stopping short, realizing he didn’t know how to comfort him. He’d come back from college for a visit, deciding it would be more fun for it to be a surprise (and because he forgot to tell Kenma about it.)

His parents let him in; they were pleased to see him and he accepted the invitation to stay for dinner. Kenma’s house was as it always had been, he thought as he went upstairs. He should’ve knocked, he thought, but he didn’t. Of course he didn’t.

“Yo, Kenma!”

An when the door swung open, Kenma was sitting cross legged on his bed, television on and controller in one hand, the other raised to his face. Kuroo was speechless for a few moments until he gathered himself. “You… uh…”

“Oh, you’re back.”

Despite his calm words, Kuroo gave a small smile, felt a swell of warmth towards his childhood friend. He nodded and finally made his way over, sat down on the bed and put a hand on Kenma’s head. “Yeah. So you can stop crying now. I’m back.”

Kenma stared.

“…I just accidentally hit my eye during that boss battle.”

“It’s okay, Kenma. It’s me. You don’t need to lie.”

“No… no, I’m not lying.”

“…So your mom invited me to stay over for dinner.”

snickersandjackdaniels asked:

what if after Ian and mick have sex, lying in bed passing back and forth a cigarette iggy bangs on the bedroom door "ARE YOU FAGGOTS FUCKING DONE ITS BEEN 4 HOURS JESUS!" and Mickey just scream " SHUT THE FUCK UP IGGY"


they were having loud, dirty, rough fucking sex okay. mickey gripping the headboard, grunting and fucking himself back while ian pounded into him; then mickey on his back while ian kissed his neck and held his legs open, with the bed banging into the wall; mickey on his stomach, ass in the air, while ian forced his head up with a harsh grip on his hair, kissing him or just making him watch while ian thrust into him hard, mickey’s eyes rolling back in his head; just on and on for hours.

and when they finally collapsed, out of breath and fucking satisfied, ian smokes with a tiny smile on his face as he listens to the brothers scream at each other.

and then he cuts in, “don’t worry iggy, he won’t be ready to go again after that for awhile” and mickey growls and rolls on top of him to show him just how ready he can be, and the last thing ian’s conscious of before all he can hear or  see is mickey, is iggy punching their door and yelling “JESUS CHRIST! NO”

Here’s a thing that happened to me and one of my friends. I was there.

Basically, we were walking down the sidewalk, talking about something meaningless. I think it had to do with a movie. Then this bus screeches up, stops next to us, and a bunch of people with “Down with Cis” shirts climbed out and started beating him up. So I started trying to dress his wounds. His leg is all cut open, and we’re still in the plane in midair. I try to get some morphine to ease his pain but it turns out this guy took it out of the first aid kit. So he’s in excruciating pain, and I’m sitting there trying to shove the insides of his leg back in his leg. And there’s this other guy nearby, I think he was the tail gunner, who keeps looking at us, throwing up, and fainting, then waking back up and repeating. I’ve been doing this for a while and there’s blood all over my clothes and I’m kind of freaking out now but I keep trying to help this guy, he’s in so much pain, he just keeps saying he’s cold and I can’t think of anything to say back except for “there, there.” Then after quite a while of this I notice there’s also some blood on his torso, so I take off his flak suit to treat that wound and his entire guts spill out all over me. I didn’t even know. The whole time he’d been shot straight through the ribs from behind and I didn’t even know, and he’s obviously dying now and there’s still nothing I can do for him so I just keep telling him, “there, there.”


Friday April 24th, 8:45pm - Mumia Abu-Jamal was seen today by his wife and his condition has worsened. He is gravely ill. We are asking everyone to call the prison. Right now. It may be late, but call whenever you get this.

Mumia needs 24 hour care and supervision. He can not be in this condition in general population. In this state he may not be able ask for help, he may lose consciousness. He is too weak. (He was released from the infirmary two days ago).

His condition: He is extremely swollen in his neck, chest, legs, and his skin is worse than ever with open sores. He was not in a wheelchair, but can only take baby steps. He is very weak. He was nodding off during the visit. He was not able to eat- he was fed with a spoon. These are symptoms that could be associated with hyper glucose levels, diabetic shock, diabetic coma, and with kidney stress and failure.

Please call these numbers, and any other numbers you have for the Prison and the Governor. Demand that Mumia Abu-Jamal see a doctor ASAP. Right Now! Demand that the prison officials call his wife Wadiya Jamal and his lawyer Bret Grote immediately. Demand that he be seen immediately, and the not be left to go into a diabetic coma.

John Kerestes, Superintendent SCI Mahanoy: 570-773-2158 x8102 | 570-783-2008 Fax | 301 Morea Road, Frackville PA 17932

Tom Wolf, PA Gvrnr: 717-787-2500 | governor@PA.gov | 508 Main Capitol Building, Harrisburg PA 17120

John Wetzel, PA DOC: 717-728-4109 | 717-728-4178 Fax | ra-contactdoc@poc.gov | 1920 Technology Pkwy, Mechanicsburg PA 17050

Susan McNaughton, DOC Press secretary 717-728-4025. PA Doc smcnaughton@pa.gov

We need your help right now. Please forward this far and wide.

We need more phone numbers to call inside SCI Mahanoy. If you have one send them to us info@prisonradio.org.

every time this one dude comes into the office it’s like he just HAS to 

  • open his legs at a 100-120 degree angle (his knee needs to get away from mine) 
  • put his foot on my swivel chair’s base (i can’t move) 
  • get in my personal space to point at my screen 
  • leave the office looking like a horde of kindergartners hit it
  • breathe my air
  • take my farm and my cattle 

dude what gives

monster-deathslittlegirllizu asked:

Pardon my hand((is Ryan and Adrian allowed to reply to the other one?

((Yeah go ahead)) the younger felt a hand slide down his butt and in between his legs , shuts his legs closed and turns his head to see Ryan. He blushed and shyly opened his legs again to free the elders hand from his grip. “Baaabe~ i didnt know you into touching me out of home~” he winked and slapped the males hand away.

Control 2

I guess I’m just gonna make this an ongoing series about Akashi and Kuroko in various D/s scenarios.Because kyoukasetsura is a terrible enabler. This is dedicated to you and to stefanyd‘s roommate (I forgot your url, I’m sorry <,<)

Pairing: KuroAka

Rating: R

Warnings: D/s

Akashi was at his limit. Over time, Kuroko had developed a keen sense to read Akashi’s tells. His eyes followed the tell-tale flush that spread out on Akashi’s back, the faint tremble in his legs and the erratic closing and opening of his hands as he was grasping for the control Kuroko had so expertly taken away.

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For once luring a victim into his home didn’t mean that death was what he had in store, instead he had other plans. Takeru knew dick long enough to understand he was indeed sexually attracted to the other male. While showing him around his small home, it was convenient enough that he’d stepped into his bedroom without advising the other. “Like a lamb to the slaughter” Takeru whispered with a slight growl.  He quickly rushed straight towards the bedroom pinning him down onto the bed and providing a cheeky grin.

“Should I stop? Truth be told, I really don’t want to..”.

His legs particularly felt heavier as they began twitching in anticipation over Dick’s thighs. An almost certain form of relief relied on Takeru rubbing his legs against Dick.. His room was dark only  lit by the open window and light of the moon that thrived outside. Not that it mattered anyway. Through Takeru’s half lidded blue eyes, light wouldn’t help his vision anyhow.

Dick tried his best to shift under the male’s weight, but somewhat failed. He kept a confident smile on his face as he quietly tried to figure out how to change the situation. Finding no immediate solution, he decided to answer the Takeru’s question.

               “I don’t know, I’m kind of enjoying this situation. His tone was a flirtatious one as he once again tried to move out of the blond’s grip. He wasn’t going to deny that the blond was certainly attractive in Dick’s eyes, just as he wasn’t going to admit that to said male either. He kind of wanted Takeru to figure that out for himself.

He felt a shiver trace itself up his spine when Takeru rubbed his leg against his. Dick’s gaze was definitely covered by the darkness, and the sun glasses did not help for him to see his surroundings. That little leg rub however did give him some insight of where the male’s legs were.

Teorus Smut fanfic

Like the rest, this is a continuous from Teorus special sequel end set story.

You were so happy that Teorus had rushed his work to spend more time with you. Thus, you willingly give in your still naked body to him as he pulled you back to the bed seductively. He rolled on top of you and give you a deep passionate kiss. You are so capture by his kiss and you shift your legs open willingly and wrap it around him his waist.
Seeing that as an invitation, Teorus pushed his hard member inside you and you feel like his tip is kissing your womb inside. You can feel your body heat raise and you return his kiss by holding down his head, refusing to let him break away from you. Teorus simply return your kiss even more forceful and start moving his hips in a fast pace and thrusting deep inside you. You feel like your womb is breaking but you don’t want this feeling to stop. “Teo… I love you”, you whispered in between yours kisses.
“I love you too. _____.” The words seem to drive him crazy and cause him to move even faster. Each of his thrust drive you wild and you know you can’t stop thinking about him anymore.
Still locking your lips, he erect his semen deep inside your womb, giving a few slow thrusts and ensure every drop of his semen was inside you before pulling out.
“That was amazing. Can we go another round?” He looked down at you and grinned.
“No way. You had your filled since last night. We have did it for…” You pause and feel your face turn red. “Anyway, nope.” You continue later and pushed him away from you, turning yourself back against him trying to hide your red face.
He laughed at you cute reaction and embrace you from behind, pulling you towards his warm body. “So how many times we did?” He whispered into your ear and you feel your face turn even hotter.
He can’t stop laughing while looking at you when you totally ignored him. “Alright, let just stay this way for awhile. Okay.” Holding you tightly.
You give a little nod and draws his hand to your breasts, enjoying this sweet peaceful little moment.

Okay.. I think that enough smut for the past few days. Going to stop for awhile.