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I really think it needs to be drilled into every capitalist’s head that their ideology is going to cause long-term agricultural collapse.

I’m serious. The concept of profit is the sole reason why we haven’t found a solution to global warming yet, and global warming will make vast swaths of land either uninhabitable or unsuitable for the growth of modern crop yields.

No matter how many times people uncritically repeat canned anti-communist, anti-socialist, or anti-leftist rhetoric, there is no escaping the fact that the necessity of profit in a capitalist economy has directly caused an environmental catastrophe that is likely to kill more than a billion people.

People say all the time, ‘Well, I don’t understand how people could have tolerated slavery?’ 'How could they have made peace with that?’ 'How could people have gone to a lynching and participated in that?’ 'That’s so crazy, if I was living in that time I would never have tolerated anything like that.’ And the truth is we are living in this time, and we are tolerating it.
—  Bryan Stevenson, 13th on Netflix

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What’s really funny is that it seems that the same people screaming that “humans are naturally herbivores!!” are the same ones screaming “dogs are actually omnivores!!”

That’s not how evolution works, you ass backward baboons.

Dogs have only been “dogs” for the past couple thousand years. Domestication of them is actually quite recent relative to geological history. Up until a few thousand years ago, dogs were still wolves. They are still pretty much very genetically identical to wolves in the same way humans are very close to chimpanzees.

It takes MILLIONS of years for a species to convert diets like that. Dogs didn’t instantly become “omnivores” the second they were domesticated. It took a our primate ancestors millions of years to adapt to omnivory before becoming hominids. This stuff does not happen overnight.

Dogs are descendent from the wolves who were able to survive off the food scraps the humans left behind, even the plant matter. Surviving is NOT thriving. They got minimal nutrition in order to stave off starvation. It’s not meant for long term diets. They lived longer than the wolves who could not get nutrients from the scraps and had more puppies, which led to more dogs being able to handle plant matter scraps. They didn’t suddenly become omnivores and started thriving off plant matter.

Modern dogs are OPPORTUNISTIC CARNIVORES. They are meat eaters who can eat plant matter and get SOME nutrition from it. It is a survival tactic. NOT a dietary need.

Dogs are not true omnivores. Dogs will “survive” on vegan diets but will NOT THRIVE. Anemia, pancreatic issues, digestive issues, severe peridontal disease from all that starch, and diabetes is what a “vegan” dog can expect.

make my messes matter, make this chaos count

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written by: Nai | @hiddenpolkadots

prompt: ‘I’m a robber and you’re an assassin and by pure coincidence we broke into the poor guy’s house on the same night, and I mean apart from the murder thing you seem pretty chill so you wanna get coffee later? After you’re done melting the body in the bathtub, of course’ for anonymous

word count: 2666

Bellamy has never really gone out with anyone who’s held a knife to his throat when they first meet, but hey, there’s a first time for everything.

The first time Bellamy meets Clarke Griffin, she’s pinning him to the floor with a knife to his neck, which isn’t exactly the most promising of first impressions.

Of course, he doesn’t know it’s Clarke Griffin, just like she doesn’t know he’s Bellamy Blake. That was the point of the terribly uncomfortable masks after all. If he was found out, he’d be put in jail, and Bellamy rather not find out if he can break out of Ark City prison.

All he knows is that when he tried to override Cage’s security system, he found it already shut off, and by the time he hauled himself up to the third floor study to get what he came for, he spotted a figure clad in an all black getup, just like his, peeking through a crack in the door. It’s about as suspicious as one can be, especially when the moonlight glints off the handle of what seems to be a gun for half a second.

Most people would wait until it’s clear before slipping in, or maybe even use the element of surprise to get one over on the other person. Instead, Bellamy silently slips in through the window, the sound of his feet hitting the floor muffled by the carpet, and he leans against the wall.

“Nice night, isn’t it?” he says airily, and the figure jumps, spinning around, just as he expected.

What he doesn’t expect are actual throwing knives being flung his way a second later because really. Who the fuck expects that?

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H E A R T M A T T E R // I’ve always read this verse and thought: “Okay, so if I love God and delight in Him, as a reward, He will give me what I want.” I was really humbled when I finally realized that what this passage is actually saying is that if I delight in Him, He will teach my heart what TO desire. He longs to teach me what my heart was created to yearn for.

I talk about how amazing God is and how good He is to me, yet I found myself wanting God to work in my life in the way I see best fit. Though, in my head I knew that it’s never about setting expectations for God and asking Him to work within the parameters, I found my heart wanting things my way. To expect him to simply “give me what I want” belittles His power and His nature. Our God is so much greater than anything we could ever want or desire for ourselves. He keeps reminding me that I am in good hands. He reminds my heart this morning of its creator - who it belongs to.

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The morning of June fifth always came with some level of anticipation. Even before any of them could remember, it hovered around the date, just below the surface. Things would get worse as the night went on until it faded away at dawn. It hurt more for some than others, but they all learned to deal with it.

Once they regained their memories from their previous lives, the aches and stabs of phantom wounds made more sense. Each of the Amis suffered quietly, though they naturally gravitated toward each other. Whether it was for comfort or security or some sense of belonging, they all found their way to each other over the course of the day, at the spot where the Corinthe used to stand or holed up in one of their apartments. They had each other, and that was the important part.

Bahorel was the one who came up with the idea of having a party. It made sense: they were all there already, and it was a momentous (though currently solemn) occasion. Grantaire, Bossuet, and Joly were more than in favor of livening things up instead of hiding from something unavoidable; Jehan greatly wished for a distraction from that gnawing, lonely feeling in their chest; Combeferre was fine with it as long as he didn’t have to work in the morning.

True to form, Bahorel decked out his apartment with every detail he could remember. Red banners and tricolor everything, little plastic rifles stuck into cupcakes, food and drink and a cake with a tiny barricade on top from the bakery Feuilly worked at. He made sure everyone would be okay with all the details before he actually spent money so he wouldn’t accidentally make it worse for anyone.

Enjolras was apprehensive about the whole thing because his pain always came with guilt, but the first party night was honestly the best anniversary he had had in a very long time. There were still moments that hurt, but everyone moved through the pain better than when they ever had before.

It became a kind of tradition. Locations would change, but they would all meet to eat and drink, sing, watch movies, whatever. It helped.

Marius brought Eponine and Cosette the second year. They all cuddled up on the couch together, but Ponine didn’t cry nearly as much that year.

Jehan started dating Montparnasse, and the two of them were inseparable, so of course they brought him along. He kept to himself mostly, ate anything he was handed and only refused champagne. Just after sundown, he had to help Jehan out onto the balcony to see the stars. That became his duty from that moment on.

Montparnasse asked, very seriously, if he could bring Claquesous one year. He and Enjolras nearly came to blows about it. Sous was eventually allowed to come, though he mostly just stole some snacks and sat outside to text Gueulemer. He doesn’t come every year, but he has an invitation.

June fifth would never be anyone’s favorite day, but being together and trying their best to make it fun certainly helped.


“We are the granddaughters of the witches you weren’t able to burn.”

MODERN WITCHES, an unwritten story by @ifallontragedy