and then he says it's an honor


At the Standing Rock Indian Reservation, as a Sioux tribe fights the construction of the Dakota Access Pipeline, the months-long standoff has raised a question: How do you feed the encamped masses?

For Navajo chef Brian Yazzie, the answer was clear: in a way that honors indigenous traditions.

Yazzie is the chef du cuisine at The Sioux Chef, a Minneapolis-based catering and food education company whose mission is to revitalize Native American food culture, which was marginalized by centuries of colonization and forced assimilation. (The company’s name is a nod to its Sioux founder, Sean Sherman.)

For months now, Yazzie says, he’s watched the Standing Rock demonstrations unfold from afar and has been wanting to go there.

“Being on the front-lines of revitalizing indigenous foods, my way of contributing to the cause is being in the kitchen and cooking for the people,” he says.

So last weekend, Yazzie traveled to the Standing Rock reservation and showed up to volunteer at the main makeshift kitchen that’s been churning out meals for protesters living at the Oceti Sakowin Camp. It’s the largest of several camps that are housing the demonstrators, who oppose a section of the pipeline that would run under the Missouri River near their reservation.

A Navajo Chef Gives A Glimpse Inside The Makeshift Kitchens At Standing Rock

Photos: Courtesy of Brian Yazzie


Hello, hello, hello! Welcome to the Ham4Ham show from the White House. We’re here with the great honor of the President’s own band, a.k.a. the Marine Band. (x)

He clears his throat. “Oi. Can you move your mating ritual somewhere else?”

The boy lifts his head up, obviously amused by Louis’ shortness.

“Sorry, mate,” he says, voice low, hoarse and broadly British, “no need to get all snappy.”

His eyes are too far apart and large, like Louis’, and his mouth is plump and pursed. Under his hair, you can’t see his ears, and his chin is perfectly peach, rounded and smooth as he pouts.

It makes Louis want to punch him.

He clears his throat. “Well, your little card game is in my way, so…”

“Is it?” The boy remarks, amusement in his tone. “It matches the poker you have in your arse, mate.”

Where Your Heart Is - by @tvshows-addict and @anhcor

McGonagall meets James Sirius Potter headcanon: 

McGonagall holds her breath as she calls his name to be sorted, James walks up nervous and gives her a small smile before sitting down on the stool and is sorted into Gryffindor. 

McGonagall beginning her first transfiguration class and James sits there tentatively hanging on every word she says.

McGonagall sitting in her empty class room grading papers when James calmly knocks on the door, she permits him entrance getting ready for what she expected to be an explosion of personality.
James comes up and extends his hand, “Hi my name is James Sirius Potter, its an honor to finally meet you, my dad told me all about you and said you were the greatest Witch and Professor he ever had the privilege to learn from.”

Clearly thrown into reverse shock, she quickly shakes his hand “Have a biscuit Mr. Potter” and goes back to her grading.

As James leaves she smiles to herself. 

anonymous asked:

Any more head canons? Even if they're not zutara its ok bc honestly your headcanons are so fun to read :)

  • They can’t get out of bed in the morning without having sex. Zuko swears its Katara’s beauty. Katara’s become suspicious that Iroh is putting something in their tea. (She never says anything, however).
  • It is a one hour flight from the Capital to Ember Island via Druk; Zuko frequently takes Katara for evening dates or weekend getaways. 
  • Katara adopts a cat. It follows her around the palace, so she names it Shadow. 
  • Zuko erects a teaching hospital in honor of his wife on their 2nd wedding anniversary (because he’s extra)
  • Katara, for all her good intentions, cannot find gifts that Zuko likes/wants, so eventually she ~settles~ for handwritten letters. He dies for these. She learns that words of affirmation is his love language. 
  • Somehow, on the weekends, Katara has managed to convince Zuko of the benefits of sleeping in past sunrise.
  • They have picnics in the gardens all the time; so often, in fact, the chefs and staff have taken to setting up lunch outside if the weather is nice
  • They frequently take cooking classes together; Zuko discovers he has a knack for baked sweets; Katara discovers this to be handy during her pregnancy.

Takao always figured that getting sick when your mom was a nurse had its advantages and disadvantages. On the one hand, he was always taken care of quite nicely. On the other hand, she always made it seem like it was a personal affront to her honor when he caught a cold.

“Did you remember to wash your hands?”

“Yes, mom,” Takao says in between coughs.

“You take your vitamins, don’t you? Did you stand near someone with a cold?”

“No, but I was licking pigeons the other day, you don’t think that had something to do with it, do you?”

“No need to be sarcastic, Kazu-chan, I’m just wondering how this happened. I’ll make you some soup.”


His mom never hovered when Takao was sick, and now that he’s older she mostly leaves him to his own devices because she still has to work. Which is not really a problem, except that sometimes he feels lonely.

Ok, fine, usually he feels lonely. He hates it, but whenever he’s sick he feels especially needy. He tosses and turns in his bed feeling wretched and miserable and pathetic.

Being sick is the worst.


“This was very careless of you, Takao.”

Takao blinks at the apparition standing over his bed. “Shin-chan?”

He thinks, perhaps, that he’s dreaming. He’s not sure why else Midorima would be here, frowning at him in his disgruntled and gloriously Midorima fashion.

“I have brought your homework,” Midorima says. “Also, you should have taken better care of yourself. Do you wash your hands regularly?”

Well, it certainly sounds like Midorima. And also like his mother, and Jesus Christ, that is not a comparison Takao ever wants to make again.

“Shin-chaaaan,” Takao whines. “Your adorable and beloved boyfriend is sick. That means you have to be nice. And spoil me. And take care of me.”

He’s not sure what exactly he expects—Midorima is not the most demonstrative of boyfriends—but he is rather pleased when Midorima pushes up his glasses and says, “Very well.”


Midorima is very efficient with his care, and Takao dimly remembers that the other boy is studying to be a doctor. He monitors Takao’s temperature, makes sure he drinks a lot of water, and administers the next dosage of medicine in a timely fashion.

When he’s finished, he sits in Takao’s room, and begins studying.

“You can do that at your house,” Takao mumbles.

“I am fine where I am,” Midorima says curtly.


Midorima eats dinner in Takao’s room when Takao is too tired to get out of his bed to eat his soup.

It’s…nice having him around, but strangely off-putting. “Shin-chan, you don’t need to stay,” Takao says, when Midorima makes no indication he’s planning on leaving after finishing his meal.

“I know that,” Midorima says.


Takao wakes and sees Midorima’s silhouette at his bedside, draped in shadows. It’s clearly the middle of the night, and Midorima sits there, fully alert, staring off at the window.

“Shin—?” Takao can’t fully croak out the words, and he’s pretty sure he must still be dreaming, because there’s no reason for Midorima to still be here.

“Go back to sleep, Takao,” Midorima says, and his voice is a strange mixture of stern and gentle.


“I don’t need as much sleep as you,” Midorima explains, understanding Takao’s unfinished question. “I was designed to go up to a week without sleep, if need be.”

Takao still feels drowsy and heavy with sleep. Midorima reaches over and takes Takao’s hand in his and this surely can’t be real because Midorima almost never initiates contact. But his hand is warm against his, and tight too, like Midorima is scared to let go.

“Shin-chan,” Takao says, fully awake now, and almost a little frightened by Midorima’s gravity. In the darkness, reality feels just a little bit altered, and Midorima is acting so strange Takao thinks there must be something deeper going on. Maybe even something dangerous.

Midorima bends down to place his forehead against Takao’s. “Please get better soon, Takao,” Midorima says, his voice low and hoarse and desperate. “I don’t like seeing you like this. I hate that you’re so vulnerable. I hate that you break so easy, I hate—”

It’s just a cold, Takao wants to say. If he was healthier, he’d laugh it off (but, of course, if he was healthier he wouldn’t be in this situation). He would laugh and maybe slap Midorima on the back and tell him he’s being silly.

But everything seems so different, now in the dark.

“OK, Shin-chan,” Takao whispers. “I’ll get better.”

“Good,” Takao says, but he doesn’t pull away.

A/N: Thanks for the prompt, anon-friends! Sick Takao seemed like a popular request so I ran with it =D

Why is Michael in prison in the Middle East on the new Prison Break?

Exactly why he landed behind bars will be unveiled over the course of the revival, but it plays into Prison Break pulling from the Odyssey in its new story. “I wanted Michael to show up in the most unexpected and distant and foreboding place,” EP Paul Scheuring says. “The deepest, darkest part of the Middle Eastern struggle might be that. It raises the question: How the hell of all places did he end up there? Doing honor to the Odyssey, one of the big components of the season was Odysseus went through hell, he went across half the globe to get home. That’s what I wanted to do with Michael. It’s not just a matter of getting out of prison or getting out of a country, but it was traversing half the globe to get back to his wife and the son he hasn’t seen before, to really play that Odyssey feel as opposed to just getting out of a prison in the United States and getting back to them.

what do the gods say behind humanity’s back?

JUNO spits at them from her throne for placing her on a pedestal of villainy that she never asked for. since when was being the patron of marriage and commitment a crime? she was just there to make sure humans finished what they started.

MARS says aloud the names of the trophies of dead souls made in his honor. he always finds it funny how humans forget the faces of those who give them glory. someone has to make sense of the senseless way thousands of people die.

MERCURY curses them with every word that he can think of, ancient and modern. its amazing the abuse he’s seen on the crossroads from vagabonds he’s supposed to be the patron of. it’s hard for him to keep guiding people’s way when “thank you” is the last word on their lips.

VENUS sighs and mutters under her breath about the difficulty of being divine is these days. how is she supposed to make people fall in love when they don’t even believe in it? she has to keep going though to make life a little more bearable for those unhappy mortals.

JUPITER doesn’t say anything. he’s already heard it all before, struggled with every emotion, mortal and divine. as the keeper of fate in his pocket of lightning, he has already seen what each word will accomplish and knows it to be fruitless. someone has to just sit there and endure whatever humans decided to throw their way.
—  and as soon as humanity turns around again, they are there sitting on their clouds without a care in the world (for @chlorinecoveredgirl) | jocelyn

lets just appreciate how yoongi just opened up about his mental health because thats such a fucking hard thing to do we barely know about his hardships before he became a trainee and even his issues at the moment and its such a brave and honorable thing to do for him to turn that pain into fucking genius

you know those people who comment on how hes always on his phone? fuck em. you know those people who complain he isnt as friendly as the other members? fuck em. the idol life drains a person of a lot of things and i am proud of yoongi for finally saying that.

The Nine Divines

Excerpt from The Ten Commandments of the Nine Divines found in TES: Oblivion.

“Yet Akatosh, in His wisdom, knowing how impatient is man, and how loathe he is to travel upon the hard roads of truth, has allowed these ten simple commands to be made manifest with powerful clarity and concise definition.

1. Stendarr says: Be kind and generous to the people of Tamriel. Protect the weak, heal the sick, and give to the needy.

2. Arkay says: Honor the earth, its creatures, and the spirits, living and dead. Guard and tend the bounties of the mortal world, and do not profane the spirits of the dead.

3. Mara says: Live soberly and peacefully. Honor your parents, and preserve the peace and security of home and family.

4. Zenithar says: Work hard, and you will be rewarded. Spend wisely, and you will be comfortable. Never steal, or you will be punished.

5. Talos says: Be strong for war. Be bold against enemies and evil, and defend the people of Tamriel.

6. Kynareth says: Use Nature’s gifts wisely. Respect her power, and fear her fury.

7. Dibella says: Open your heart to the noble secrets of art and love. Treasure the gifts of friendship. Seek joy and inspiration in the mysteries of love.

8. Julianos says: Know the truth. Observe the law. When in doubt, seek wisdom from the wise.

9. Akatosh says: Serve and obey your Emperor. Study the Covenants. Worship the Nine, do your duty, and heed the commands of the saints and priests.

10. The Nine say: Above all else, be good to one another.”

Ange helps someone with a crush and feels good about life

Okay so: There’s this boy in my english class..Lets call him..Jack .Well for a few weeks now Jack has always chatted with me before class starts. Today was no different. Well we’re talking..he sighs and says “Ange I-i have a problem” I asked what was wrong he says “Its something girls normally deal with..” and then told me how he has a crush on this guy in his gym class

he looked so happy talking about him and hes like “I freeze when he shows up. and then we talked and joked about how talking to guys is hard.

so i gave him some tips  and hes gonna keep me updated on how things go!

im so honored that he felt he could tell me and im really happy for him bless jack’s heart

Pre-wedding visits (Requested)

You turned and looked at yourself in the mirror. Your hair was done perfectly; your makeup was put on expertly; and you had your post-ceremony lingerie already on. The lace on top of the garter belt hugged your hips, and the stockings they held up were tinted ivory. You looked beautiful, and you felt completely prepared for your big day. You opened the cabinet where your wedding dress was stored and soaked in its beauty. Everything had been picked out perfectly. You knew your maid of honor would be back soon to help you slide into the beautiful gown. You moved your fingers along the fabric and prepared yourself to put it on. You heard the door open behind you, and you turned around, expecting to see your bridesmaids.

Your eyes met your finance’s, and you had a slight moment of panic. Jimin’s back was pressed up against the door, and he was dressed in his designer tux.

“You look beautiful, Jagi,” he managed to say. Shocked, you quickly closed the closet door and hid the dress away from him.

“What are you doing here, Jimin?” you asked, bewildered. He moved towards you and pulled you into his arms. His head rested in the crook of your neck, and he breathed in deeply. The smell of his cologne wafted around you. He rubbed your lower back slightly and smiled against your skin.

“I just wanted to see you. I haven’t seen you in forever.” He pulled back and looked into your eyes. “I wanted to make sure everything was going okay, and they you still wanted to do this.”

You giggled a bit and playfully smacked his shoulder. “Of course I’m doing fine. Did you think you’d be having second thoughts?” You pushed him towards the door a bit and put a stern look on your face. “You should let me get ready. I’ll see you in 30 minutes.”

Jimin turned to you as he went to leave. His eyes finally went down your body, and you watched his face as he realized what you were wearing. You sighed and slumped over in defeat. The lingerie was going to be a surprise for after the wedding. Well, at least you knew he liked it.

Without a word, Jimin moved towards you and ran his hands down your sides. You shuddered and leaned into him. His lips met your neck, and you started to forget about everything. The more he touched you, the more you forgot about your responsibilities and all the guests waiting to see you. His hand traveled to your ass, and his fingers traced patterns on your silk panties. He kissed his way up your neck and along your jaw line. His fingers lightly brushed your arm, sending chilling up your spine. Your lips connected with his, and you were lost in him. Your fingers flew to his hair as he kissed you deeply. You moaned as his fingers found their way to the front of your panties.

Never breaking the kiss, you moved backwards. Your back hit the vanity, and Jimin lifted you up onto it. You blushed a deep shade of red at the situation. You thought about how the door didn’t lock and started to worry. What if someone were to walk in on you?

You were jarred back to the present by the feel of Jimin’s tongue on your panties. You threw your head back in pleasure as he pulled them aside and sucked on your clit lightly. He moved his tongue quickly across your clit as he slid two fingers inside of you. Your back arched as you felt your orgasm approaching. Jimin, noticing your response, stopped what he was doing and slowly pulled his fingers out, causing you to whimper in dissatisfaction. He rose from his knees and stood in front of you. Your fingers flew to his zipper as you desperately tried to remove it. He chuckled and let you undress him half way.

“You look so beautiful, Jagi,” he said as he positioned himself at your entrance. You shivered in anticipation, and you looked up at him, your need showing clearly in your eyes. He slid in slowly, his fingers gripping your hips tightly as if he was trying to hold himself back. You whimpered and grabbed his bicep tightly. You willed yourself to be quiet, and you held back your orgasm.

Jimin started to move quicker, his pace shaking the whole vanity table. You held onto him for dear life as you rode the waves of pleasure. He pulled out all the way and slammed back into quickly, jarring your whole body. Your pleasure started to creep up on you. You jaw went slack when he started to change his angles. He started hitting something deep within you making you stiffen, expecting your orgasm to come quickly. Just as you were about to come, Jimin’s hand left your waist. He clamped one hand over your mouth as he used the other to rub your clit in circles.

Your eyes shot wide open as you came. The pleasure shook you like an earthquake, and you rocked out the pleasure as you tried to come down from your newly found high. Jimin pulled himself away from you and readjusted his clothes. You looked up at him, confused.

“Did you cum?” you asked. You already knew the answer to the question, but you still felt the need to ask him anyways.

“No, I didn’t,” he answered calmly. You looked at him guiltily and frowned. Before you could say anything, he started to speak again. “I held it back on purpose, Jagi. I wanted to build up my pleasure for our honeymoon. Plus, I honestly just wanted to watch you cum.” You sighed and removed your self from the vanity. You pulled Jimin into your arms and rested your head in the crook of his neck.

“I’m happy I’m marrying you,” you muttered, catching him off guard. “You’re the most selfless, thoughtful, and kind person I know, and I ‘m so lucky to have you.” He kissed you one last time before turning towards the door.

“I’ll see you in a few minutes, Jagi. I’m going to go before someone catches us,” he said as he laughed. “I’m so in love with you” was the last thing he said before slipping out of the door. You turned back to the closet that held your dress and opened the door. You inhaled deeply as you soaked in its beauty once more. You couldn’t wait to see Jimin again.

I’m back ^^ 
I hope you enjoy. 
~Admin Sugar

Funny How Your All Say “No Proplems Here!” When Seymour Defending The Honor Of Holy Mother Church… But When He Tells You How To Cast Your Ballots (Jill Stein) Its All One Big Issue And You Are All Screaming Yelling Upon Me… You All Are A Crowd Of No Good Two Facéd Men And Im Not Afraid To Call Your Blupff

  • What he says: I have the honor to be your obedient servant, A. Burr
  • What he means: come over here and fIGHT ME LIKE A MAN YOU LITTLE [censored] [censored] [censored] [censored] [censored] AND YOU CAN [censored] [censored] [censored] [censored] AND I HOPE YOU [censored] [censored] [censored] [censored] BECAUSE YOU [censored] [censored] [censored] AND IM TAKING ANGELICA YOU [censored] [censored] [censored] AND YOURE GOING DOWN [censored] [censored] [censored] [censored] [censored] [censored] [censored]AND I HOPE THE DEVIL LETS YOU IN BECAUSE ITS GETTING CROWDED DOWN THERE WITH ALL YOUR FRIENDS
  • Cordially,
  • A. Burr

anonymous asked:

What's a good way to write an angsty character, like Hanzo? I'm having a bit of trouble

Well he has a very low opinion of himself due to what he did to Genji but is very confident in his skills as he was the heir to the shimada clan. It’s shown in the cinematic trailer that he wants to die but he won’t do it himself or allow anyone who he deems dishonorable or not surpassing his skill level to kill him. He doesn’t seem to believe someone like him deserves happiness due to the weight he carries of killing his own brother but refuses to his sacrifice his honor or be considered second best which furthers his confidence in his skills. I wouldnt say its arrogance since he’s very aware of his own skill level. To me, he seems like the type to bottle things up and hardly ever show too much emotion as it would leave him vulnerable to his enemies and he simply cant allow that. Its not how he was raised. He was the eldest brother who had to always be responsible and stoic if he wanted to lead the entire clan. So, once in awhile by himself or with someone he very much cares for in private i imagine he would have a bit of a break down but would quickly rebound after drinking half a bottle of sake or smth lol 

Originally posted by paopufruit

Hanzo is a very complex character but i hope this helps! 




Jake is like standing there perplexed with his tie undone, and Charles is there screaming because he can’t see the bride

He immediately lets Amy in and shoos Charles away after he clearly makes frantic comments and

Jake asks if it’s about the decorations and she says its bigger than that

She suddenly starts talking about how she’s not good enough and her insecurities

and Jake makes that face you know the one and he’s like “are you kidding me?” And he tell her about how he thinks he’s not good enough and he’s the one that’s lucky. he talks about how she’s smart and beautiful and how it’s a miracle he even ended up with her.

and she gives him a tearful grin and kisses him

“You’re worth everything to me”


So, regardless if you. personally feel that Hinata should have been invited to the training camp or not, the point still stand that he’s done an awful thing.

Not only has he stolen Tsukki’s rightfully earned honor, not only has he proved himself an incredibly sore loser, not only has he abandoned his team with the Spring High finals RIGHT AROUND THE CORNER (seriously what a jackass)-

He’s also skipped school and ran away from home.

One of the things I love about Haikyuu!! is its sheer realism. Furudate-sensei isn’t afraid to let his characters lose, both on and off the court. And it’s simply not realistic for him to get off scotch-free.

Some might say it might not be severe… but I think this is the start of his fall.

After all, it’s been in his name from the beginning, hasn’t it?

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Jon said, “Winterfell belongs to my sister Sansa.”

“I have heard all I need to hear of Lady Lannister and her claim.” The king set the cup aside. “You could bring the north to me. Your father’s bannermen would rally to the son of Eddard Stark. … Take a knee and swear that bastard sword to me, and rise as Jon Stark, Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North.

How many times will he make me say it? “My sword is sworn to the Night’s Watch.”

Stannis looked disgusted. “Your father was a stubborn man as well. Honor, he called it. Well, honor has its costs, as Lord Eddard learned to sorrow.” (A Dance with Dragons)