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Story time.

In my husband’s first year of college, he went through something incredibly horrible. In the second semester, he and his roommate began receiving death threats. Things posted on their door, in the halls, in the bathroom. They started out as racist hate messages. My husband is half Korean, his roommate was mixed race Black and Latino.

As time went by, things got worse.

Their room might be trashed. They were getting death threats. They got moved to a different dorm building and still it happened. After months of this, when things were getting extremely scary, they got moved off campus.

And still it happened.

My husband was dealing with the police a lot during this, as you might imagine. He got visited by the detective and was told that the culprit was found. He asked who, and was told he couldn’t be told. But that he was smart and could figure it out.

And it was at that moment that my husband realized it was his roommate. It fit. Their room kept getting broken into. They kept getting found, even when moved off campus. My husband never got to speak to the kid, never got to ask him why or anything, though it’s clear “attention” was the main motivator.

But for that half year, because it did take damn near the whole semester for it to get solved, my husband thought someone was honestly after his life. He lived in that constant stress and fear. That he might get attacked at any moment. That he would go back and find his room trashed. That he was being targeted for being yellow. He did bad in class, even with the teachers taking it easy because of his situation.

It was a very very real thing to him.

I was telling my husband about the shit that’s been happening with Mandi. He was disgusted and horrified.

I told him that she is even being accused of sending it to herself, and he was outright livid and wants to kick that person’s ass now.

My husband, who went through the above, wants to kick your ass for implying she’s sending hate to herself.

Think about that.


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“The moment we sat down and talked to each other, we had like a natural connection right away. He said to me afterwards that the most important thing for him was to feel comfortable. He had to be comfortable with me and I had to be comfortable with him to do all the stuff that we did this season. I think we just clicked and he felt as much as I did.” (x)

I need a fic where Supergirl and Livewire exchange hate mail regularly…

Kara randomly just receives a postcard from hawaii or new zealand or france saying: Saw you get beat up on the news… your form is off… coming for ya blondie…

Livewire always hangs around long enough to get return mail, usually on the back of a gaudy greeting card that Kara found in some back alley gift shop, filled with a really bad pun and a quip about Supergirl being in top shape…

Then once a year, they meet up… beat the absolute crap out of each other, then part ways…

2 weeks later, Kara receives another postcard from Tahiti… bet you wish you were here instead of in a hospital bed… that was a nasty fall you took… shame you’re bulletproof…


There was also a really awesome match last night where yeah, my team lost (their team was frighteningly good okay) and we lost by a large enough margin that I didn’t even manage to get to the objective to have any objective time, but there was a Blackwatch Reyes on the other team. And I seriously got the impression that me and this other dude (each of us was the highest level person on our team) were just in our own little world trying to kill or one-up each other.

AND THEN. And then. He had to go and be a good sport about it so I can’t even get annoyed. Blargh.

(wherever you are, dude, I love you. GGWP.)

anonymous asked:

lance,,, Keith,,,, the lights of my life,,,, where are your shades or safety glasses on that motorcycle,,,, you will get dirt or rocks in your eyes,,, (I'm not trying to be rude and point out mistakes btw. this isn't meant to offend in anyway, I'm just trying to encourage good safety procedures. I see a lot of art where they don't have things covering their eyes and that's really dangerous)

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LMAO, it is so true, noni!!
No offense taken at all, you are absolutely right XD
 and safety is the most important part (and keith should know it)