and it lasted eight years

Thanks, Obama

Originally posted by imstilljulie

When President Obama was inaugurated (the first time), Twitter wasn’t quite three years old. Facebook had only been open to the general public for two and a half years, and Tumblr had just celebrated its second birthday.

In a self-described effort to become “the most open and accessible administration in history,” the @whitehouse started to use these platforms to talk directly to their constituents. And Tumblr got to be a big part of that. Over the last eight years, the Obama administration launched more than 20 different Tumblrs for different departments, agencies, and outreach programs. Here are some heavy hitters:

Official Government Tumblrs

The White House (@whitehouse)

Originally posted by whitehouse

Most notably, The White House’s official Tumblr, which launched on April 25, 2013. For almost 4 years, it has been their informational hub for current political events and activations. In keeping with the Tumblr tone, their very first post promised that “yes, of course there will be GIFs.” And yes, there were. We could not have been more excited or proud.

NASA (@nasa)

Originally posted by nasa

NASA launched nearly two years later. They’ve spent 59 years exploring the universe and dropped the most amazing information and visuals right to your dashboard. They also knew how to use GIFs. It’s not rocket science.

The U.S. Department of State (@statedept)

Originally posted by statedept

The DOS was actually one of the first official government Tumblrs, quietly launching in April of 2011. With a more serious tone, they kept their followers up to date with the world of foreign policy. And yes, they even had GIFs for that. We cannot stress just how good this administration was with GIFs, Tumblr. Much better than Taft’s.

Letters to President Obama (@letterstopresidentobama)

Originally posted by letterstopresidentobama

Typed and handwritten letters to POTUS scanned, uploaded, and answered by the President himself. There are thank yous to and from President Obama, there are people disclosing their fear for the future and hope for their community, there are tears in your eyes within the first five minutes of visiting this Tumblr.

The Department of Interior (@americasgreatoutdoors)

Originally posted by americasgreatoutdoors

Maybe not the most well-known department, but the DOI has the most beautiful photos of any official government blog on Tumblr. This will remain true unless Joe Biden releases a Tumblr full of selfies within the next three days.

There was also the US Fish and Wildlife Service-Pacific Region (@usfwspacific), the National Archives (@usnatarchives) , the IRS (@internalrevenueservice), the Peace Corps (@peacecorps), and so, so much more.

Top Posts from the Community

This scientific trinity received over half a million notes. Say hello to these buddies:

Originally posted by u-gotta-kik

And these uh, unverified photos of President Obama making the new $100 bill in MS Paint garnered over 650k likes, reblogs, and replies.

Originally posted by antiocial

You want to click through to see the rest. 

This one is particularly timely. With over 300,000 notes, user @cognitivedissonance thanked Obama for ACA. Without it, they would not have been able to receive treatment for bronchitis.

Originally posted by cognitivedissonance

Mic (@micdotcom) posted a GIF set of a girl who sort of represented all of our feelings about President Obama not being able to run for a third term. 

Originally posted by micdotcom

Neither are we, kiddo.

One more time, while we still can: Thanks, Obama.
Cole Sprouse Says Keeping Jughead Asexual Is “Severely Important”
The actor is advocating for the representation on ‘Riverdale.'
By De Elizabeth

Cole Sprouse plays Jughead Jones in the CW’s upcoming Riverdale, a new show reimagining the Archie comic series. Based on the character’s repeated, emphasized disinterest in girls, Jughead has been the focal point of much speculation regarding his sexuality over the course of the comics’ eight decades of publication. As recently as last year, the characters was revealed to be canonically asexual.

With the aging comics’ relevance revitalized via the CW’s Riverdale, many fans are wondering just how much the underrepresented sexuality (or rather, absence of) would be specifically emphasized. And there’s no greater advocate than the character’s actor himself.

“I hope that huge corporations like the CW recognize that this kind of representation is rare and severely important to people who resonate with it,” Sprouse tells Teen Vogue, “That demands representation. It would be a wonderful thing if that were the case.

Sprouse does reveal that the first season of Riverdale will not directly touch on asexuality; however, he does call the show an origin story, where the characters will learn, grow, and discover who they are. In the meantime, Sprouse says he will “keep fighting for this pretty heavily.”

Riverdale airs Thursdays at 9 on the CW.


This is going to sound really desperate
But please read all of it.

My parents have been denying me a cat for the last eight years. I have made powerpoints and have even pulled up free kittens on the Internet in hopes of getting one. They said if I get 6,000 likes I could finally have one, but that’s absolutely impossible. But I would still really appreciate if you would like and reblog this so maybe if I get enough they can reconsider. I know there are a lot more important issues on here but please take a minute if your time and like or reblog.


“For the last eight years I’ve been the head of communications for the UN Refugee Agency. My job is to make people care about the sixty million displaced people in the world. I wish I could tell every single one of their stories. Because if people knew their stories, I don’t think there would be so many walls. And there wouldn’t be so many people drowning in the seas. But I don’t think I anticipated how difficult it would be to make people care. It’s not that people are selfish. I just think that people have a hard time caring when they feel insecure. When the world is unstable, people feel vulnerable. And vulnerable people focus on protecting what they have. They focus on their own families. They focus on their own communities. It can be very hard to welcome strangers when you’re made to feel threatened. Even if those strangers are more vulnerable than you.”


This is my friend Melissa Fleming, who I think is one of the most important people in the world, and who was so instrumental in helping organize the HONY refugee series. Tomorrow at 7pm we will be in conversation at the Union Square Barnes and Noble, to celebrate the launch of her new book: A Hope More Powerful Than The Sea, which tells the powerful story of a young woman who survived a shipwreck while fleeing the war in Syria. If you can’t make the signing, you can get the book here:


“Let me just say one last thing before I spare these turkeys’ lives. On this Thanksgiving, I want to express my sincere gratitude to the American people for the trust that you’ve placed in me over these last eight years and the incredible kindness that you’ve shown my family. On behalf of Michelle, and my mother-in-law, and our girls, we want to thank you so very, very much.” —President Obama granting his final #WHTurkeyPardon with his nephews, Austin and Aaron


Part One

I was just planning on doing the first one, I swear, and now, here I am, finding myself awake at 4am drawing my new favorite ship again…

Please forgive my crap japanese, lol. It’s been eight years since my last lesson 8′D

So, while McCree/Hanzo is my new favorite ship, McCree/butchering the Japanese language in an attempt to woo the local bow toting hottie is a VERY close second. (yes he’s trying to say ‘onii-san‘ in that last panel, which means ‘brother‘ 8′D He’s trying, guys, cut him some slack.)

Onii-san: Brother | Nihongo: Japanese | Wakarimasuka: Do you understand?
Ha-chan: An affectionate shortening of Hanzo’s name, the ‘chan‘ generally being used for someone/thing ‘cute‘. More commonly used for girls than boys |
Nanka: Um | Sugoi: Great


“In the United States, and in every place I have visited these last eight years, I have met citizens, especially young people, who have chosen hope over fear, who believe that they can shape their own destiny, who refuse to accept the world as it is and are determined to remake it as it should be. They have inspired me. In every corner of the world, I have met people who, in their daily lives, demonstrate that despite differences of race or religion or creed or color, we have the capacity to see each other in ourselves.” —President Obama during his final trip abroad to Greece, Germany, and Peru. See the whole trip in photos:

Perspective (from a non American)

I’ve been here. I’ve felt your anger and I’ve screamed your pain. After Brexit I was outraged, angry at everyone around me. I didn’t understand my country anymore. I couldn’t believe my country had voted to do something so stupid, silly and frightening. 

Here’s the thing: it gets better. This horrible feeling will pass. You will wake up in a few days time with your head straight and your mind focused. 

Important: unlike brexit, Trump has an eight year time limit. The effects of Trump will last for decades but you can stop the man himself. I can’t change Brexit. I can’t reverse a referendum. But you can stop Trump. You have the tools and the knowledge to beat him at every level and vote him out again in four years time. 

The reasons for Trump’s win are numerous: racism, sexism, homophobia, toxic masculinity, a deeply unpopular democratic candidate, a badly run democratic campaign, globalisation, the collapse of liberalism…it goes on and on. You can change minds though. The battle doesnt stop here. Your vote counts. Your anger counts. The pain you feel right now matters; hold it close and remember how it stings. Use it, mould your world with it and set it on fire.

Remember what Michelle Obama said? “When they go low, we go high.” I’m rooting for every single one of you. 

The Official White House’s Photographer Pete Souza Reveals His Favourite Pictures Of Obama

Pete Souza, the man who’s spent the last eight years documenting Barack Obama’s two terms in The Oval Office.

“When you add up (the president’s) day, and all the things that I photograph, I take a lot of pictures,” said the photographer in a short interview for BBC Newsnight. “Someone in my office who monitors this said that I’ll probably end up taking, at the end of eight years, two million photographs.”

Take a look at some of Souza’s amazing pictures below. You can find more on the Official White House Flickr account.

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Take it from President Obama: it’s not too late to vote for Hillary Clinton– because there’s a whoooole lot at stake

“If you supported me in ‘08, if you supported me in '12, if you think that I’ve done a good job, if you believe that Michelle has done a good job — everything that we’ve done over the last eight years will be reversed with a Trump presidency,“ Obama explained.

Gifs: Real Time with Bill Maher


A previous immigration freeze led to an Iraqi who had aided American troops being assassinated before his refugee application could be processed. And who was responsible for that immigration delay?

President Obama.

But of course you all were too busy exulting in how “cool” he was. After all he plays basketball and does BuzzFeed videos! I despise the false outrage of Limousine Liberals chastising Trump for his inhumanity when they’ve done nothing but condone it for the last eight years.

Marcus Kane from The 100.  Pencil and white gouache on cartridge paper.  

I’ve been utterly binge-watching The 100 and have developed a love for the character of Kane - he’s so complex and there’s a great level of angst and tortured-soul going on.  So of course I think he’s just the best.  It’s been eight years since I last did a pencil portrait, so it’s been really good to test myself again and see if I could still do it.  Super pleased with the result!  

Merry Christmas, @acollectionofsterek!

I hope you enjoy this and have a lovely holiday!

your Secret Santa


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Always Had the Key

The familiar scent hit Derek before he heard him. “No way. Derek Hale? Is that really you?” Cliche words delivered with a low, rough voice that was the older relative of the tone Derek remembered. When he turned towards that voice, that scent, it took his eyes a moment to register what they saw.

How long had it been? Seven years? Eight? The last time he’d seen Stiles, the human was just a teenager, just a kid. All wide eyes and baby cheeks and gangly limbs that couldn’t be controlled. There was barely any resemblance between the Stiles of Derek’s memory and the man who now stood before him. Except he still had a cutely upturned nose, and a mouth made for smirking. Gone, however, was the awkwardness. And the baby fat. Stiles’ face was sharper, his eyes no longer wide in wonder. He had a look about him that spoke of someone who had seen Hell, but just kept going, until like steel he was forged into something dangerous and strong.

“Well I’ll be damned,” said Stiles, moving even closer. He dressed the same, in a way. Still wore plaid, but the shirt beneath it was just a plain olive green instead of sporting a graphic. This close, Derek could smell leather, wood, poisons, and ozone mixed with Stiles’ personal scent.

“It’s good to see you,” Derek offered truthfully, the words coming easily.

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today I recited Shakespeare to a small army of eight-year-olds

So last week an email got sent round my college asking if anyone wanted to read some poetry to primary school kids and I was the only one who responded and I asked if I could do some Shakespeare, since I have quite a lot of experience with it, and the teacher said that would be fine.

So I was discussing with friends what I should do and they said ‘er yeah, don’t do Shakespeare.’ And I was like ‘what why’ and they went ’well, maybe if they’re over 10 but otherwise you’ll just get blank looks’ and I went ‘well I don’t want to insult their intelligence’ and then another friend was like ‘hey you should do that kid’s song ‘When I Was One’, they’ll like that!!’ (it’s a really babyish song for toddlers with silly actions) and I thought about it and was ‘like nah actually, I’ll do the ‘Once more unto the breach’ speech’

So I learned that over the week, and I was walking up to the school, and the whole way I was thinking ‘Oh god this was a terrible idea they’re going to hate it, they’re going to look at me blankly like those kids in The Polar Express, my friends were right it’s going to be a disaster’, and I was there early, so I sat in the classroom for the first half an hour, got given a cupcake by some kids from a different class, said hello to some of the kids in my class, they got a look at me.

At half 2 the teacher mentioned I would be reading some poetry, and I asked if we could go outside, which she was more than happy to allow, and the kids were all so confused (‘where are we going? Isn’t it only poetry?’) and we got onto the field, the teacher got them all to stand an arm’s length apart from each other, so I could walk around them, and I did a brief overview of where the scene came in the play, how the king is on the battlefield, talking to his soldiers (“Could all you be the soldiers?” “Yes!!”) and they’re attacking the French, who are all in a castle (forgot it’s really a castle town), and they’re attacking them through a gap in the wall, the breach. Me and the teacher emphasised that if there was anything they didn’t understand, that was completely fine and they could ask me at the end. I asked the kids to watch for when I held my fist in the air, which is when they had to cheer loudly, we had a practise at that, and then I did the speech.

Everything I had been scared about evaporated. All the kids were totally engaged, they were all watching me, they all listened right the way through, I saw lots of excited faces, and they all cheered really well at the end.

Afterwards, there was a lot of chatter, several of them asked me questions (”how do you remember all those words?”, “what did you mean when you talked about nostrils?”), one boy asked me to do it again, they were all really lovely and had genuinely enjoyed it. It was so much fun, and they especially loved it when I told them how my big college friends had told me not to do Shakespeare because they wouldn’t like it. Those kids 100% proved them wrong

It’s not even been 12 hours and I’m already sick of hearing this weak-ass lame shit putting the majority or even half of the blame at the feet of the Democrats for being “wishy-washy” the last eight years or for “burning” Bernie. The Republicans have been intentionally stoking a culture of despair, inequality and suffering for decades so that they can take advantage of white misery, fear and hate all the while lining their own pockets. They set a fire near the end of the Bush administration and then spent the next two terms shouting “LET THE MOTHER BURN” only to turn around and concern troll about how terrible it is that the house has been reduced to ashes. It’s abysmal that the mainstream media and the Democrats gave even a shred of legitimacy to Trump’s campaign. It’s irresponsible that the Democrats think that sliding ever further center-right-right-right is going to help them appeal to people who hate their guts because of propagandist conspiracy theories that have thirty years of careful framing to give them steel legs. It sucks, it sucks, it sucks.

But let’s not forget even for a moment that the Republicans are a theocratic, oligarchical authoritarian party that has enacted countless policies specifically designed to create the worst conditions possible for their core voter base (on top of their fanatical, dehumanizing disdain for anyone outside that demographic) because they know and have admitted that keeping rural white people starved and uneducated and desperate is the path of least resistance to the White House for them. This isn’t the first time they’ve done it. The performative Republican disgust for Trump was because a lot of them didn’t think they could be so honest about it in 2016. 

Acting like the other party has an equal share of the blame in this mess is holding everyone but the furthest right of the Right to such impossibly high fucking standards that the Right can show up to a political debate with a bucket of their own feces and use it to smear slurs all over the stage and we’ll still be saying: “Well, you gotta let both sides say their peace, that’s just fair”. That is basically what happened in several elections and referendums globally this year.

The Democrats greatest sin in this election cycle was attempting to barter legitimate politics with the fucking Void.


The Obama Era: The Last Eight Years in Pictures

Here’s a look back at the tenure of Barack Obama, from Obamacare, his signature legislative achievement, to the mission that killed Osama bin Laden, the mastermind behind the Sept. 11 attacks, to a presidential visit to Cuba, the first in nearly 90 years. See the whole gallery here. 

(From top: Jim Young/Reuters; Molly Riley/Pool via Getty Images; Kevin Lamarque/Reuters; Larry Downing/Reuters; Jim Watson/AFP - Getty Images)

I never supported Trump and unless he goes through some sort of radical personality and policy change I never will. But the layers of hypocrisy I’ve seen unfolding in the wake of his election are really telling when it comes to figuring out how he won. The same people who shouted down him and his supporters for daring to bring up the possibility of voter fraud and tampering are the ones pulling out all the stops to undermine his victory. So ready to blame Russian hackers, the electoral college, third-party voters, misogyny, racism, rigging, and on and on it goes. Y'all roasted Trump for making baseless claims but that’s all you’ve done in the past 30 days.

Maybe it’s time you took a long hard look at yourselves and did a better job reading the mood of the country. Maybe it’s time you stopped hero-worshiping Obama and looked at some of the damage he’s done in the last eight years. Maybe it’s time you stop treating the election like it’s a congeniality contest and started actually paying attention to the real issues.

Or, you know, you could just scream “teh ebil republicans!!!!” over and over again and see where that gets you.

Eight years Final (M)

A/N- hey, so its been a while since i updated this series. But this is the last of eight years. I’m not really all that happy with it… So I may take it down and change it, if i have a better idea for. But for now this is it. Thank you to everyone who followed the series. 

This scenario contains sexual and mature themes. You have been warned! 


~ Part four ~ 

Originally posted by sugamysavagebaby

It’s been two weeks. Two weeks since you told Jungkook you needed time to think. It’s like you didn’t love him, because you did. In actual fact you have never stopped loving him. The eight year gap was merely.. a pause, your feelings could never die for Jungkook. Which worried you, hugely. What if he stopped loving you? What id he didn’t actual love you? So many possibilities of what could happen. 

This was a little sudden though. You and Jungkook had only started to see each other in a romantic way… Marriage so soon, was it wise? Your mom would love it, she loved Jungkook and wanted Grandchildren as soon as possible. 

In those two weeks you had avoided Jungkook as much as possible. He understood, but it didn’t stop him from missing you. Your body sleeping soundly beside him, your giggle, smile, he missed everything about you. He yearned for you. In his eyes, you were his one, his only. He didn’t need to search the seas for his ‘fish’, because you were it. You were his somebody. You were his one. But Jungkook was question, was he yours? 

You missed Jungkook too. His morning cuddles, the love he had for you consumed you whole. There was no denying his love for you. You could tell by the way he looked at you at work. How he would leave you coffee on your desk with little sticky notes, telling you he loved you and missed you. He was a sweetie. But marriage.. now? 

It was Friday and you  are walking into work. You can’t wait til you can leave today, you’re going to go home and watch k-dramas and eat ice-cream all weekend. You walked over to the lift and pushed the button, it opened and you got on. Just before it closed Jungkook slipped in, shit. He looked amazing as always, you just wanted him to hold you. But you being a little shit just awkwardly smiled at him. Why could you just tell him that you love…? Because you were afraid of getting hurt again. 

“I miss you, a lot.” Jungkook simply states. You look up at him, his eyes are full of sadness. “I don’t regret proposing to you, because I love you and I only see myself with you. So take all the time you need, ignore me all you want. But I’m still yours and your still mine.” You smile, cause he just called you his. Just as you are about to respond the lift opens and in walk Jung Hoseok. Of fucking course. He smiles brightly at you and joins the both of you in the lift. 

“Hey beautiful, How are you?” You giggle at Hoseok and his 100 watt smile. 

“I’m good, Hobi. How are you?” You reply. 

“I’m great now that I’ve seen you.” You blush, he was such a charmer. “Since it’s Friday, do you want to go get a drink after work?” Hoseok asks you, smiling a beautiful smile. You look over to Jungkook to see his knuckles turning white from holding the steel railing in the lift. 

“I’m sorry, Hobi. But I already have plans.” You inform him. 

“Oh, well, maybe next time.” The lift opens and Hoseok walks out. Just as you are about to follow him, Jungkook grabs your hand. He reaches behind you and closes the doors to the lift and hits the emergency stop button. 

“Jungkook, what are you doing?” Jungkook pushes you up against the wall, you gasp. His stare was intense to say the least. 

“Who are you meeting after work?” His hands are on either side of your head, trapping you. His breathe is tickling your skin. All you wanted to do was join your lips with his. 

“I’m not meeting anyone.” You confess, you can’t tare your eyes away from his. He gives you a confused look. 

“Then why did you tell Hoseok you were?” He questions. 

“I knew you wouldn’t want me meeting up with Hoseok, so I told him a white lie.” Jungkook smirks. 

“That’s my girl.” Before you know what’s happening, Jungkook is leaning down and joining his lips with yours. The kiss quickly becomes heated. His hands travelling down your body, your hands one on his neck the other in his hair, pulling him closer. Jungkook starts to kiss down your jaw and neck, your breasts, he kisses down your clothed stomach. He reaches the top of your skirt, his hands push up your skirt so its around your hips, exposing panties. 

“Jungkook! We can’t do this here!” You half shout. He just smirks up and you and starts to leave hickys on your thighs. Sucking, nipping and kissing purple marks onto your legs. You really missed this, felling close with him. Jungkook pushes your panties to the side, raising one of your legs over his shoulder. He starts to lick your pussy slit. 

“Jungkook.” His skillful tongue has you moaning and whimpering his name. It was all to much, but then he adds his fingers into the mix. He pumps two fingers in and out of you at a fast pace, still kitten licking your clit. The more you moan out, the Jungkook smirks, you can feel it against you. 

“Cum for me baby girl.” He starts to suck on your clit, the sight making you weak at the knees. You orgasm all over Jungkooks fingers. Your panting trying to catch your breathe when Jungkook comes back up. He softly kisses your lips, you can taste yourself off him. His forehead rest against yours. 

“Come back to me. I don’t care if you don’t want to marry me, okay? I just need you. I can’t sleep known your not going to be in my arms when I wake up…. Just .. Please, come back to me.” Your eyes tear up at Jungkook’s plea. You cup his face and connect your lips with his, putting all your love and emotion into the kiss. 

“I’m not going anywhere… I just. Don’t you think its soon for marriage.” You confess your feelings. 

“Y/N, too soon? That’s why you said no? What do you mean too soon. I’ve loved you since the day I meet you and you loved me. We lost eight years, cause of my stupid idiot brain. I don’t want to lose another second without you. And I want to be able to flaunt my sexy ass wife around. Image, we would be such couple goals.” You can’t help but chuckle at Jungkook. 

“How about you be my boyfriend and i’ll be your girlfriend, and maybe if you’re lucky we can get married in due time. There’s no rush, we have all the time in the world.” You fix your skirt and panties into there rightful place and glance back up at him. 

“Okay, but can we stay at your place more. I like your body washes.” You roll your eyes and kiss your boyfriend. 

One year later… 

You smooth out your tailor made dress, having your last glance in the mirror before leaving the room. You are meet by your father and your friends. 

“You look stunning, darling.” Your father kisses your forehead. You link arms with him, decending down the long aisle. You look up to see the handsome man you loved standing at the top. He turns to look at you walking closer and closer. Your eyes lock and its like no one else. Its just you and him. You finally reach him, your kiss your father and take your place beside your fiance. 

“Hey baby. you look amazing.” You smile brightly at him. The priest babbles on about love and what not, but your just gazing into your soon to be husbands eyes. His hands are holding yours and his smile is bright. 

“Do you take Y/F/N Y/L/N to be your lawfully wedded wife?” 

“I do.” 

“Do you take Jeon Jungkook to be your lawfully wedded husband?” 

“I do.”  

I’m sorry this is sooooooo bad.

 -Admin Abe x

There were plenty parallels in last night’s series finale, but this one is my favorite. Damon’s first and last words were exactly the same yet the meaning behind them was entirely different. In the first episode, Damon was gloating. His words were a stark contrast from his real intentions. He set out to ruin Stefan’s life. He wanted nothing more than for Stefan to pay for forcing him to turn. Stefan’s face is very telling as well…just a sense of dread. Damon made some bad choices but he was my favorite from the start. Along the way, they both fucked up. Rebecca hit the nail on the head when she said that in the end they will die for each other…because that is what family does. In the series finale, Damon was relieved. His words reflected exactly how he felt. He was finally reunited with his brother. Stefan’s face and that hug, man…fuck me up! I just really love how it all turned out. It was an amazing end to an incredible show. I just really fucking love The Salvatore Brothers. They will always have each other’s backs, no matter what. I’m going to miss this show and these characters so damn much! P.S. My Delena heart was fucking saved last night

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