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McPriceley Fanfiction Recommendations

McPriceley fanfiction that I absolutely adore~! Not mine.

McPriceley Fanfiction Recommendations

1. Turn It Off
“"Where’s your ‘nifty, little Mormon trick,’ now? What good is it if you can’t use it when you need it most?”“

2. Little Syncopations
"Five times Elder Price made matters terribly frustrating for Elder McKinley…well, sort of.”

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Anon requested:  33 and 81 with jungkook?

Wow third drabble of the day???? It’s 1 am but let’s do this :’))))

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Warnings: No warnings

Word Count: 949

“Kiss me.”

“I can’t lose you.” 

I always knew that relationships were no walk in the park, I’ve had a few so I knew what it was like. Only having one other serious relationship that lasted all of high school I knew what it was like to not be with my significant other, but we were only kids back then. Now I’m twenty one and Jungkook is twenty three, him being my second serious relationship I thought I’d know what to expect. We’ve had a few fights in the first year in our relationship, compromise always worked it out in the end, but lately nothing seems to work.

It seems that the love has left us, we try to get it back. We try and go on dates but he’s always busy with work never having time when I do. The fights have gotten a lot worse, words get spilled and tears are shed and it always ends up the same way…Make up sex. I know it’s not healthy to always make up that way but that’s what happens, we fight then we make up. That’s it. And now I’m late for work.

I stumble back and plop down on my bed finally buttoning and zipping up my pants before slipping on my work shoes. It’s not like I’d get in trouble if I was late, I worked at a café part time and the rest of the day I was usually at school. Work and school, the perfect combination to distract me from real life.

I skipped down the hall grabbing my keys, phone and wallet and headed straight for the front door. Walking faster than usual I reached for the front door without looking and instead ran into a chest, I stumbled back catching my footing before locking eyes with Jungkook.

It was silent for a moment. This was the first time I’ve seen Jungkook in two weeks since we ‘made up’ after another one of our fights. Of course we sleep together at night still, it’s just usually one of us are asleep before the other gets home or goes to bed. The other just slipping into bed, usually he gets home later than me but I still feel him slide an arm around my waist pulling me into his chest. I miss that, I miss him, but I don’t know how to fix any of this. We’ve lost what we once had and I don’t know how to fix it. I don’t know-

“Can we talk?”

My eyes widen in an instant and my head shakes, I say I don’t know how to fix us but in all reality it’s more terrifying to me to try and fix us. Right now we’re just lost, but if we try to fix us then the end result could result in us ending all together and I don’t want that.

“Jungkook I-”

“Kiss me.” He blurted out taking a step forward. I didn’t step back, I didn’t want to. “Jungkook…I’m going to be-”

It’s something I wanted desperately, something we haven’t had a lot of lately. It was just a kiss, but we haven’t had something like this in a long time. His lips are addicting, the last time we kissed we were drunk and it was in the middle of a sloppy make out session. He smelt of his favorite scent of axe and something else, I was never able to determine what the other scent was.

The kiss was perfect, we were sober, we weren’t fighting and it was full of passion. His hands slid behind my waist pulling me in closer and that’s when I felt it. The moment my chest hit his I felt the tears hitting my face, but they weren’t mine. I reopen my eyes and pull back. Jungkook’s hands loosen and let go of me as his back hit the front door closing it in the process as it was still open.

The tears fell down his face and he began crying. “Kookie…” I say at a hushed tone, I walked to him and crouched down balancing on the balls of my feet to stay in front of him. He was just shaking his head grabbing fistfuls of his hair, my hands instantly flew up to his hands to unravel his fingers from his locks. He only hurts himself when this happens so instead I interlock my fingers with his. “Talk to me.” I whisper now but he doesn’t look up, his eyes are still staring down at his lap. “You’re going to be late for work, I’m fine.”

I shake my head and squeeze his hands tighter in mine. “I’m going to call in, talk to me.” He shakes his head again and his body begins to shake again once he begins to cry again. “Jungkook, please tell me what’s wrong.” I sit down now, my hands still interlocked with his. He begins to speak but it’s all mumbled and I couldn’t hear him properly. “What?”

His head snapped up, tears not falling anymore but they were welling up in his now red eyes. “I can’t lose you. Please, don’t leave. Don’t push me away, I love you too much to lose you after all this.”

I shake my head, his words hitting me hard in the heart and I feel myself choke on the words I try to say. “I’m not going anywhere.” I squeeze his hands letting him know in some way that I won’t leave. It’s reassuring in a way, he does this all the time for me when I need to be reassured so I can only hope this helps him as well.

“I love you Jungkook, you’ll never lose me. Never.”

Twenty-two million black victims of Americanism are waking up and they’re gaining a new political consciousness, becoming politically mature. And as they become – develop this political maturity, they’re able to see the recent trends in these political elections. They see that the whites are so evenly divided that every time they vote the race is so close they have to go back and count the votes all over again. And that…which means that any block, any minority that has a block of votes that stick together is in a strategic position. Either way you go, that’s who gets it. You’re – You’re in a position to determine who will go to the White House and who will stay in the dog house. You’re the one who has that power. You can keep Johnson in Washington D.C., or you can send him back to his Texas cotton patch. You’re the one who sent Kennedy to Washington. You’re the one who put the present Democratic Administration in Washington D.C. The whites were evenly divided. It was the fact that you threw 80 percent of your votes behind the Democrats that put the Democrats in the White House.

When you see this, you can see that the Negro vote is the key factor. And despite the fact that you are in a position to – to be the determining factor, what do you get out of it? The Democrats have been in Washington D.C. only because of the Negro vote. They’ve been down there four years, and they’re – all other legislation they wanted to bring up they brought it up and gotten it out of the way, and now they bring up you. And now, they bring up you. You put them first, and they put you last, ‘cause you’re a chump, a political chump.

In Washington D.C., in the House of Representatives, there are 257 who are Democrats; only 177 are Republican. In the Senate there are 67 Democrats; only 33 are Republicans. The Party that you backed controls two-thirds of the House of Representatives and the Senate, and still they can’t keep their promise to you, 'cause you’re a chump. Anytime you throw your weight behind a political party that controls two-thirds of the government, and that Party can’t keep the promise that it made to you during election time, and you’re dumb enough to walk around continuing to identify yourself with that Party, you’re not only a chump, but you’re a traitor to your race.

And what kind of alibi do they come up with? They try and pass the buck to the Dixiecrats. Now back during the days when you were blind, deaf, and dumb, ignorant, politically immature, naturally you went along with that. But today as your eyes come open, and you develop political maturity, you’re able to see and think for yourself, and you can see that a Dixiecrat is nothing but a Democrat in disguise.

You look at the structure of the government that controls this country; it’s controlled by 16 senatorial committees and 20 congressional committees. Of the 16 senatorial committees that run the government, 10 of them are in the hands of Southern segregationists. Of the 20 congressional committees that run the government, 12 of them in the – are in the hands of Southern segregationists. And they’re going to tell you and me that the South lost the war.


Malcolm X

It is amazing that Malcolm X could see things 50 years ago that many STILL can’t see today.


NASA’s solar dynamics observatory captured trio of solar flares April 2-3

The sun emitted a trio of mid-level solar flares on April 2-3, 2017. The first peaked at 4:02 a.m. EDT on April 2, the second peaked at 4:33 p.m. EDT on April 2, and the third peaked at 10:29 a.m. EDT on April 3. NASA’s Solar Dynamics Observatory, which watches the sun constantly, captured images of the three events. Solar flares are powerful bursts of radiation. Harmful radiation from a flare cannot pass through Earth’s atmosphere to physically affect humans on the ground, however – when intense enough – they can disturb the atmosphere in the layer where GPS and communications signals travel.

To see how this event may affect Earth, please visit NOAA’s Space Weather Prediction Center at http://spaceweather.​gov, the U.S. government’s official source for space weather forecasts, alerts, watches and warnings.

The first April 2 flare was classified as an M5.3 flare, while the second April 2 was an M5.7 flare. The April 3 flare was classified as an M5.8 flare. M-class flares are a tenth the size of the most intense flares, the X-class flares. The number provides more information about its strength. An M2 is twice as intense as an M1, an M3 is three times as intense, etc.

TOP IMAGE….NASA’s Solar Dynamics Observatory captured this image of a solar flare peaking at 10:29 a.m. EDT on April 3, 2017, as seen in the bright flash near the sun’s upper right edge. The image shows a subset of extreme ultraviolet light that highlights the extremely hot material in flares and which is typically colorized in teal. Credit NASA/SDO

CENTRE IMAGE….NASA’s Solar Dynamics Observatory captured this image of a solar flare peaking at 4:33 p.m. EDT on April 2, 2017, as seen in the bright flash near the sun’s upper right edge. The image shows a subset of extreme ultraviolet light that highlights the extremely hot material in flares and which is typically colorized in blue. Credit NASA/SDO

LOWER IMAGE….NASA’s Solar Dynamics Observatory captured this image of a solar flare peaking at 4:02 a.m. EDT on April 2, 2017, as seen in the bright flash near the sun’s upper right edge. The image shows a subset of extreme ultraviolet light that highlights the extremely hot material in flares and which is typically colorized in blue. Credit NASA/SDO

Disney Queen

A/N: A request from @peytonnation that is SUPER FLUFFY. Spencer and the reader have just seen Moana and when they get back, they dance around the apartment to Disney music and she belts out How Far I’ll Go. Enjoy! @coveofmemories


“That was so cute,” you shouted, hopping into the apartment like the fabled Easter Bunny. You and your boyfriend, Spencer, had just returned from seeing the latest Disney movie, Moana, which you’d begged him to go see. Actually, there really wasn’t a ton of begging - he liked Disney movies much more than  he let on. “And the music was so good! I’m gonna download the soundtrack.”

You ran over to the opposite end of the living room where your iPod was sitting on a table and immediately bought the album from the movie. “You’re so cute when you’re excited about something,” Spencer said. You actually thought that was pretty funny. If anyone got animated (pardon the pun) when they talked about something it was Spencer.

“This coming from man whose eyes light up when he talks about statistics,” you laughed. “How about you give me a statistic about Disney?” You wondered how much he actually liked Disney, or if he was just humoring you. 

“Well from 2006 until 2016, Disney’s global revenue has increased by two-thirds, going from 33 billion to 55 billion,” he said. “And I think only about half of that comes from money you’ve spent.”

Picking up your iPod, you ran over to where Spencer was sitting and jumped right next to him. “Haha, very cute. Yes, I love Disney, so sue me!” You leaned back into him and started turning on random Disney songs until you settled on an oldie but a goodie - one you hadn’t heard in a long time. “Dance with me, My Prince Phillip.”

As Once Upon a Dream from Sleeping Beauty began to sound throughout the apartment, Spencer played along, holding out his hand for you and even singing some of the lyrics, but not before giving you another random Disney fact - this one you knew though. “You know this song is also called An Unusual Prince?”

“That I did, Prince Phillip.” You started to sing. “I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream. I know you…”

“…The gleam in your eyes is so familiar a gleam. Yet I know it’s true,” Spencer continued, bringing a smile a mile wide to your face. It wasn’t often that he allowed himself to sing, but if he did, it was in front of you, and it was always sweet. As the song finished up, he turned toward the couch and picked up your iPod, switching to the soundtrack from the movie you just saw. “Now, I could tell there were quite a few songs that you wanted to start singing along to but you stopped yourself because we were in a room full of people, so go ahead.”

How Far I’ll Go started to crest like the water Moana so desperately wanted to be a part of. “Go ahead,” Spencer laughed. “Please, it’s adorable.”

“I’ve been staring at the edge of the water
‘Long as I can remember, never really knowing why
I wish I could be the perfect daughter
But I come back to the water, no matter how hard I try
Every turn I take, every trail I track
Every path I make, every road leads back
To the place I know, where I can not go, where I long to be.”

As the song found it’s place in your lungs, you started to dance around the apartment, picking up a towel and cleaning the kitchen counter as you did. The words flowed out of you like a river, as corny as that sounded, and Spencer had a blast watching you frolic around the apartment like a kid on Christmas morning. When you looked over, you saw him mouthing the words too. 

“I know everybody on this island, seems so happy on this island
Everything is by design
I know everybody on this island has a role on this island
So maybe I can roll with mine
I can lead with pride, I can make us strong
I’ll be satisfied if I play along
But the voice inside sings a different song
What is wrong with me?”

Quickly, you made your way around the apartment, coming to once again rest at Spencer’s side while singing directly into his face. “See the light as it shines on the sea? It’s blinding. But no one knows, how deep it goes. And it seems like it’s calling out to me, so come find me. And let me know, what’s beyond that line, will I cross that line?” You finished up the song and immediately pulled out your phone.

“Are you looking up everything you possibly can about Moana?” he asked with a laugh. It was just like you to find something you liked and then research it to death. 

Not exactly - although you’d definitely be doing that later. “No, what I am doing is seeing if I can recreate Moana’s costume for Comic Con this year.”

“You would make an absolutely beautiful Moana,” he laughed. “But then we can’t go as a pair because I definitely can’t pull off Maui.”

“What about Heihei?” you cackled. “You can be my crazy, weird chicken.” 

He snorted, pulling you down into his lap. “That I could pull off. Or maybe I could just go as a Disney prince. Maybe Phillip?”

“You can definitely be my Prince Phillip,” you laughed. “You already are.”

Prompt List #1

1. “Wow..um, you look really fucking sexy in that.”

2. “You look…”

3. “How the hell am I going to explain this?”

4. “Bite me.”

5. “You here to finish me off, doll?”

6. “If we get arrested, it’s your fault.”

7. “Only a fool would fall in love with someone as deadly as me.”

8. “How long have you’ve been standing there?”

9. “You had this planned all along, didn’t you, you little shit?”

10. “Dance with me, and pretend the world doesn’t exist.”

11. “If I survive, will you marry me?”

12. “I thought you forgot about me.”

13. “No. Not you, anyone but you.”

14. “Was that supposed to hurt?”

15. “You don’t listen much, do you?”

16. “That has got to be the lamest pick-up line in existence.”

17. “He’s right behind me, isn’t he?”

18. “Who were you before the war?”

19. “I may have accidentally sort of adopted 5 cats/or dogs.”

20. “The last time I said yes to you a lot of people died.”

21. “I was just kinda hoping that you’d…y'know, fall in love with me.”

22. “I was worried. You could have at least called.”

23. “With this smile, I can get away with everything .”

24. “Feel free to admire me.”

25. “I can’t stand how they’re looking at you.”

26. “Somehow you don’t even have to open your mouth to make my head hurt.”

27. “Where do you think you’re going dressed like that?”

28. “You just give off the impression that you want to murder everyone you look at.”

29. “You’re being too friendly with them.”

30. “You skipping out on work again?”

31. “I don’t like when they touch you.”

32. “Who were you talking to?”

33. “No, you aren’t going without me.”

34. “I love being a third wheel. It’s so fun. This isn’t sarcasm. No, definitely not.”

35. “Now where’s the fun in that?”

36. “Do you trust me?”

37. “Can I kill him?”

38. “I never stood a chance, did I?”

39. “I look at you, doll, and I want you so badly.”

40. “I can’t sleep know you’re upset with me.”

41. “I can’t sleep without you.”

42. “You, sir, are very attractive.”

43. “Damn, I don’t know if I want to kiss you or punch you.”

44. “I’ve always seen you, doll. From the moment you found me, I’ve seen nothing but you.”

45. “My night just took a turn for the better.”

46. “Holy fuck, what in the hell happened last night?”

47. “You want to explain the drunk voicemail you left me last night?”

48. “I could beat the shit out you.”

49. “Baaaaabe, I need you to stop kissing on me and let me do my jo-Oh my god!”

50. “There is no way I did that. I wasn’t that drunk.”

51.“I’m dying. My allergies are trying kill me. This is the end of me.”

52. “I’m so tired but there is no going to sleep after that.”

53. “A dream catcher? Really? I’m not a child.”

54.“You can’t put yourself in the kind of danger anyone. You have a family, you got a son that idolizes you.”

55. “Y-you’re what…?”

56. “Are scared of me?”

57. “Drop everything and come with me…”

58. “How did you get these scars?”

59. “ Stop stealing all the damn blankets!”

60. “Is that my favorite shirt? I’ve been looking for that for weeks.”

61. “That’s part of being a parent, babe. You have to accept that she won’t be your little girl forever.”

62. “Are you the one that keeps blasting Disney music at 3am in the morning?”

63. “Stay still! I can’t help you if you keep moving.”

64. “So wait…is that a yes or a no?”

65. “How about we get out of here?”

66. “It technically wasn’t on fire..”

67. “So you’re the reason my shirts keep disappearing.”

68. “Oh so you think I’m cute when I’m angry?”

69. “I’m sure that sounded different in your head, but please never say that again.”

70. “Why are you hiding behind me? What did you do this time?”

71. “Why are they all afraid of you?”

72. “Are you bleeding?!”

73. “I want you to remember: you deserve this.”

74. “You have got to stop saying things like that, babe.”

75. “It wasn’t as bad as last time, I swear!”

76. “You’re still here…and you’re making pancakes?”

77. “Close your eyes, and count to ten.”

78. “I love you from the bottom of my heart…but I don’t trust your cooking.”

79. “If you don’t do it, I will.”

80. “You are driving me completely and utterly mad.”

81. “I noticed, I just acted like I didn’t.”

82. “Please stop putting things in my microwave.”

83. “When I said dress formal, this is not what I meant.”

84. “What do you mean you forgot to take it?!?”

85. “You can’t be serious.”

86. “How can we already be out of condoms?”

87. “I don’t what world you live in, but that’s not how things work around here.”

88. “Are we gonna talk about last night or are you gonna act like it never happened?”

89. “I can’t believe told them that I had ___ kink.”

90. “Stop that, you’re embarrassing me.”

91. “Oh yeah…did I forget to tell you my mom was visiting..?”

92. “Fight me.”

93. “I’m not sick, stop treating me like a baby.”

94. “I swear to God, I’m gonna kill you when I get home.”

95. “Baby, you can’t do that without me.”

96. “I hate you, and your cute face.”

97. “Why am I in love with you?”

98. “Winner buys dinner.”

99. “Did you read my messages ?!”

100. “When you said ‘birthday surprise’, this is not what I pictured…”


stef and lena talking about brandon and callie

Intuitive Bias: Intuitives are not “rare” (or special for that matter)

Look, i have not done clinical polling or complex surveys, but have seen many different figure tables throughout the years and even PersonalityHackers estimate of 25% is total crap. I have seen anywhere between 45% and 10%, and nobody really seems to know. However, though lots poll averaging and general observation I’m here to make the claim that the actual number is about 33% if not a bit higher. If a third of people had a disease would you call that a rare disease? If a third of all people had blonde hair, would that be a rare feature?

Its the same with introverts, guys, there are MORE introverts than extroverts, and less LOUD extroverts than, y’know… normal extroverts. It’s that 80/20 principal, 20% of people make 80% of the noise. Why do we consider certain dichotomies that we fall under to make us special or superior? I don’t think INFJ men are rare, i don’t think ENTJ females are rare, because even at .5% you probably pass one in any Walmart.

All intuition really means is that you have your intuitive function above the sensing function (because we all have both fully present) and that you favor convergent or divergent thinking over deductive logic, and are generally more rationalist and creative than empiricist and observational. Those are all just slight traits existing on a bell curve with no emotional valence whatsoever other than what you give to them. Sensors are more observant, down to earth, and sensible and those are damn good and important traits to have. “creativity” and “cerebral” while important traits, are incredibly overrated in terms of importance and not terribly useful in life. 

The problem with calling INFXs “special” is that it implies that some others are not special. If someone wants to be or is an INFx and you say their not, you are implying that they are not “special”. I mean, hell, being an INFP doesn’t even make you that intuitive, a type 4 ISFP could be easily argued to be more “intuitive” than a type 2 INFP. There are so many other factors at work here. It is impossible to put your finger in one or two traits and call those “special”. 

For example; I am an ENFP (~8% of the population), not rare. However I’m a type 6w7 ENFP (which >5% of ENFPs are) and a 469. (The Seeker) Tritype (which i have no statistical data but 1/27 is a small number) and a sp/sx instinctual variant, which is very rare for ENFPs. I’m unique. You’re unique. The chances of someone being your MBTI type, enneagram, tritype and instinctual variant are ridiculously small, i mean TINY. My mother is an ISFJ (the most common type) but the chances of her walking by another ISFJ 2w3 6w7 8w9 sp/so are TINY, were talking a decimal percentage with a quite few 0s here. I mean basic math tells us that 16x18x27x6= 56656, and thats not even taking into account the multiple ways the tritype can be arranged. So you’re not 1 in 16 with a few being the rarest and most special, you’re 1 in 56656 with special not even being a factor at this point. and this is JUST MBTI and ENNEAGRAM. How many more ways are there to define a person? How many more ways to understand?

The important take away is that Intuition doesn’t make you special, being the complex and unique enigma you are (that we all are, even “simple” seeming people, seem simple for complex reasons) makes you special. There is nothing about being an intuitive that dictates any intelligence or superiority in any practical sense, and in the grand scheme of things intuitives are so far from rare it is a complete non-issue. 

MBTI is for understanding, not judging, and its a terrible standard to judge by anyway. My INFJ (INFJ 9w1 4w3 7w6 sp/sx for what its worth, one in 10s of thousands, baby!) and I often have a passive game of “type every person and character in the world” as many of us do. I can usually tritype and mbti type most characters over a span of time, with questionable accuracy and it makes us happy to have a game to play together on a daily basis like that. However, its all fun and games, and the aim is always the same; understand. Why won’t Shinji Ikari stop crying and get into the damn robot? “well in addition to being an INFP, shinji is also a 6w5, which deal with a crippling anxiety as well as a disconnect from reality at large…” this type of psychology should be used to answer questions and understand reasoning. Not make sweeping judgement. So what good is intuitive bias? What good is any bias? 

Understand people, understand yourself, typology is a great tool for that. However, for bigotry, its a sad, ineffective tool at best. Thanks for listening, i deeply appreciate every view this gets and i sincerely hope the message rang true! 

Book the Third, Chapter Three: The Shadow

“There was something in it…that gave Lucie a check. She stopped…and…looked terrified at Madame Defarge. Madame Defarge met the lifted eyebrows and forehead with a cold, impassive stare.”