by you guys i mean the internet

“We owe all our success to Black Tumblr. I have never seen people mobilize on the internet like Black people do.”

The Blackout’s (@theblackoutofficial) co-founders shared what Black Excellence means to them and where they’re seeing examples of it in the world today. Take a second and feel proud, because they’re seeing a lot of it in you guys on Tumblr. If you missed the Answer Time they just finished, you can find it here

2tired2care  asked:

Pst hi I LOVE YOUR FICS you have no idea how much they give me life <3 <3 I came across this really cute (and frankly heartbreaking) AU: "[burgler gently wakes me] you live like this?" (stolen from a post I saw on fb) and I kinda just need Stiles to do everything he can to make Derek's life better? THANK YOU SO MUCH :D

It IS frankly heartbreaking… which means I’m totally into it.

(now also on AO3!)

***

Derek definitely went to sleep alone. He always does, these days. It doesn’t explain why he drifts awake in the middle of the night to the feeling of someone lightly poking his shoulder.

It’s probably not a good sign that when he opens his eyes and sees a gangly teenage boy in a red hoodie and grubby-looking black fingerless gloves standing over him, he doesn’t startle. His claws don’t come out; his eyes don’t flash. He just feels… resigned.

“You live like this?” the guy says, soft. Almost pitying. “I mean. You actually live here?”

That seems too obvious, not to mention too insulting, to merit a response. “What are you doing here?” Derek asks instead. His voice comes out low and rough. This is the first time in days he’s had any reason to say anything. “This is private property.”

The guy shifts on his feet and sticks his hands under his armpits uncomfortably. “Okay, straight to the awkward questions. I like that.”

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Hey guys, Emerson here. I know I don’t post much anymore, but this is something that means a lot to me.

Anyways, my budgie Pond is sick. We don’t know with what, we’re still waiting on the test results. We suspect that it’s chlamydia. I wanted to keep her at the vet for today and into tomorrow, but we had to go against vet’s orders and take her home because of the vet bills for keeping her there (totalling to $1100 between yesterday and today, but we cut it down to $700). We had to take her out of the oxygen tank, and her breathing is shallow and rapid. She’s not doing well out of the tank. My dad argued that she’s a $20 bird and that the expenses were far too much for a parakeet. I know you guys would understand the frustration this kind of statement brings about. I mean, if it was our dog who’s sick, he would do anything for him. I even offered up my whole savings to keep her there, but he wouldn’t allow it. So I’m stuck begging on the internet for help. The goal is to raise enough to cover current costs so we can break even and put her back in a hospital setting, specifically under intensive treatment and in an oxygenated tank.

If you donate, you can message me afterwards and I’ll try and make you some art. I’m decent at pet portraits and drawings. I really appreciate anything that comes our way, anything helps. Thank you for your time.

The link is here: gofundme.com/ponds-medical-expenses

anonymous asked:

Yuri on Ice is cancer to the internet, you all think this anime is flawless but ARE YOU BLIND?????? The animation doesn't look great, it's literally lazy and Yuuri and the russian guy never kissed, he wispered to him, you blind idiots. You all act like "OMG THEY TOUCHED EACH OTHER IT MEANS THEY LOVE EACH OTHER GGHLUUGGGETYBVBGOJIGKJGJGDFTJJFUCKJGHBIUKLJIKGIHJVKIKTYHJ" I'm sick of this fandom and it's loud fans, I wished the director never made this anime.

lmao grow some balls and say it to the fandom off-anon, u coward

For those of you who write military fics

If you have never been in, or aren’t around people who’ve been in, I would dearly love to give you a few pointers.

Let me preface this: I love it when people write military fics (be they AU or canon-fic). I love the characterizations, the story arcs you create, and the love with which you create the stories.

But I’d like to help you make the actions of military personnel as accurate as possible, so someone who’s actually in doesn’t start to read your fic and roll their eyes at some of the things you unknowingly write.


-First off, you do not salute in civilian clothes. It’s actually unauthorized. There are only two exceptions to this rule: the President is allowed to salute in civvies, and if the national anthem is playing outdoors, combat veterans are now allowed to salute. (That came about in 2010, for accurate reference.)

-Do not salute indoors, unless during a formation (but I doubt people who don’t have intimate knowledge of drill and ceremony would bother writing about a formation, so that point is mostly just thrown in for shits and giggles). 

-The army and air force do not say, “sir, yes sir”. That’s a marine thing (I’m not sure about the navy, since I’m not in the navy, but I’m sure someone else could help out if there’s a question about it).

-Saying “black ops” isn’t really something we do. For the army, you’ve got SF (which is how we refer to special forces–the guys you’re probably thinking about (”green beret” is an old term for them that’s not really used anymore)) and Rangers for the two big special operations forces. SEALS are the navy force, and I apologize, but I don’t know the other branches’ special forces. Again, ask someone who’s served in that branch.

-People don’t usually refer to themselves (or others) by their ranks. Exceptions are usually made if hanging out with people from your unit speaking about a superior, such as “Yeah, LT and I were talking the other day and …”. 

-Sergeants are not referred to as “sarge”. You have no idea how many people got the shit smoked out of them in basic for that error.

-Army goes through Basic Training (or Basic Combat Training now; BCT for short), and marines go through Boot Camp. Yes, there is definitely a difference in terms. Army people tend to refer to their initial training as simply “basic”. I don’t know about marines or other branches.

-Calling someone “Soldier” is really something only done on TV/film. It’s usually mocked by people who are in.

-In the army, it is against regulation to just stick your hands in your pockets. We mockingly call them “Air Force gloves”, though I don’t know if they typically put their hands in their pockets. There is also a big stigma against wearing “snivel gear”: the poly pro cold-weather protection gear worn underneath your uniform.

-The everyday Army uniforms are called ACUs (Army Combat Uniform). They are never called anything else, but especially not fatigues. If you’re going back to 2003 or earlier, the uniform was BDUs, or the Battle Dress Uniform. The tan uniforms worn during the Gulf War and first few years of Operation Iraqi Freedom (OIF) and Operation Enduring Freedom (OEF; Afghanistan) were called first chocolate chips (gulf war-era) and then DCUs (Desert Combat Uniform). 

-The dress uniform is called something different depending on what time period you’re going for. Saying “dress uniform” is usually a good bet, because you’ve also got Class A’s, Class B’s, ASUs, Dress Blues, Khakis, etc. 

-Typically when meeting someone else who’s in, the first things you ask are, “What’s your MOS (military occupational specialty–your job)? Where were you stationed?” Giving out rank and deployment backgrounds out of the blue don’t usually happen. 

-Time spent in the military is usually referred to as simply being “in”. “How long were you in for?” is heard way more often than “how long did you serve for?” That question is usually asked by civilians. 

-There are enlisted, and there are officers. Enlisted are those who start out as privates, work their way up through the NCO, or non-commissioned officer ranks: sergeant (called “buck sergeant” in a derogatory term for someone who has been freshly promoted), staff sergeant, sergeant first class, and eventually get to first sergeants and sergeants major after fifteen to thirty years in. Officers also usually start out as privates and specialists, then graduate from college and commission as second lieutenants (the derogatory term is “butter bar” and is usually used in reference to said officer’s lack of experience and knowledge) before working up to first lieutenant, captain, major, lieutenant colonel (”light colonel”), and colonel (”full bird”). The general timeline is making captain (”getting your railroad tracks”) after about 5-8 years for competent officers, and spending 5-10 years as a captain. 

-We do not stand at parade rest unless forced. Ever.

-Or at attention.

-When talking to an NCO, a lower enlisted will stand at parade rest. When talking to an officer, an enlisted will stand at attention.

-The highest ranking NCO is lower ranking than the lowest ranking officer. 

-If you want to throw in some humor, if there is a lower enlisted (E-4 (specialist) or below) joking with an NCO, and the lower enlisted says something, the NCO can snark back with, “I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you because you weren’t standing at the position of parade rest.” It’s a dick move usually to call people out for that, but it happens often enough that if you put that in a fic, someone who’s in will likely laugh at that for a few minutes.

-There is a term for a slacker in the army called POG (pronounced “pohg” with a long o). It stands for Personnel Other than Grunt, meaning everyone who’s not infantry. The term has transformed to mean anyone who shirks their duty or is kind of a shitbag and should be kicked out. 

 -There’s also a bit of a stereotype that infantry are made up of dumb guys, because you don’t need a high GT score to get that MOS. Their nomenclature for their MOS is 11B (eleven bravo), which is often referred to as an “eleven bang-bang” when trying to insult them. 

-If someone is making someone else do push-ups, they do not say “drop and give me x number”. They’ll tell them either to push, or tell them to get in the front-leaning rest. The front-leaning rest position is the starting position for the push-up. 

-Usually referring to basic training and AIT (advanced individual training, where you learn your military occupational specialty), you get “smoked” on a regular basis. This refers to PT (physical training), usually in the form of push-ups, flutter kicks, and sprints. It’s not fun. One of the least favorite phrases to hear in basic is, “Platoon, attention! Half-left face! Front leaning rest position, move. In cadence! Exercise!” Because that is the full command for getting people to do push-ups. There is literally no other reason for the half-left face movement. It honestly exists only for push-ups.

-It is awkward as fuck to be told “thank you for your service”. It’s wonderful that people want to show their support, but it is very difficult to respond to that without sounding like a douche.

I know I said a lot about basic training in there, but that’s because I tend to read a lot of fics that are either about basic or about deployments. I can give some pretty firm answers on basic, but everyone’s deployment is different, and I also could be violating a shit-ton of OPSEC (operation security) by telling you guys specific details about deployments. Everything I’ve told you is information you can look up on your own on the internet, but this is a bit more insider’s culture for you to help make your stuff more accurate.

And if you ever find yourself writing a military fic and have questions, by all means, inbox me. I’ve been in for almost nine years and I do have one deployment under my belt, so I can give you accurate army info. I’ve never served in any other branch, though, but I can probably give you a little bit more accurate info than what the movies do if you’ve got general questions.

Also, if you’ve got questions about PTSD, I can help with that. It’s not the cake walk that a good deal of fics portray it as, and it doesn’t always involve nightmares and aversion to touch. It can present as depression, intense anger issues, pulling away from loved ones, driving in the middle of the road, freaking out over pops, bangs, crashes and other unexpected noises, being easily startled by things other than noises, hypervigilance, the inability to sit with one’s back to the room, sudden bouts of anger, depression, tears, silence, or mood swings, among many others.

-Also, please, please, if you’re going to write about someone with a disability, or something that gave them a medical discharge, talk to me about the VA first, unless you’ve got a lot of knowledge about them. Not only am I in, but I’ve also worked professionally for the VA, some of that time in enrollment and eligibility, so I know a lot about disability pensions, who would qualify, what type of benefits they would qualify for, etc. I also know the ways that people can accidentally get screwed over from the VA. (It’s actually one of my long-term professional goals to change some of those things, so I am very passionate and very knowledgeable about it.)



TL;DR: I know shit about the military and the VA. Ask me if you have accuracy questions.

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Haruka: I’m so lucky my room would be near the kitchen~~

Ayano: Yeah~ And I really like my house color hehe~

Takane: HA OF COURSE Shintaro would go to the house of the NERDS~

Shintaro: Well, at least I’m not EVIL…* Ene flashbacks*


If Barba were a real person, you know he’d be one of those guys who gets featured on the news or at a press conference or something for even a split second and the Internet just takes his looks and runs with it. And by that, I mean Google searches trending like:

“That One Hot Attorney”

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“Sharp-Dressed Lawyer”

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“Prettyboy Barba”

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Or, god forbid, “Counselor Cutiepie”

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You’d see Buzzfeed articles on your Facebook feed like “See the Lawyer Everyone Wants to Call!” and it’s just wild. And while Carmen and the Squad are yukking up how hilarious it is that the internet has the hots for no-nonsense Barba, the man himself is just

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(He kinda feels flattered, though.)

hourglass

Title: Hourglass
Pairing: Tyler Joseph/You/Josh Dun
Rating: Mature.
Warning: Daddy kink, dirty talk, voyeurism, light bondage.
A/N: So if this goes over well, and people seem to enjoy the concept, this is going to be part of a series kinda. Different adventures on the same timeline. Also, this is another long one, almost 4.6k. Sorry, lol. Anyway, enjoy, lemme know what you think, and keep sending in those requests.

(Upcoming stuff: more Josh, some Jai, maybe something with Tyler. And I’m contemplating posting some SVU stuff I’ve been working on. We’ll see.)

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A Friendly Memo

*sees another controversial post with several reblogs of responses after*

Hi guys! Just a reminder that the Internet is a very public place, so whatever you post that isn’t set to private (or in some private chat) will be seen by other people.

Consequences may follow. Decide whether or not you’re willing to deal with them before you publish that post.

The public (Internet or otherwise) will never be an inherently safe or peaceful space (u w u🌸)

Sharpie Promises

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Raphael x Reader

Sharpie Promises

Note: I don’t know if I’ll publish this or not, but basically, I’m a ho for TMNT and soulmate AUs and I’ve never seen a TMNT Soulmate AU, so here you go. It’s the 2k14/2k16 turtles btw. Idk. I might do more of these if you guys like it.

Raphael wasn’t human. He had struggled with this, but had eventually come to terms with the fact. He didn’t have a soulmate and he wouldn’t ever find love. Not in a world full of humans. He tried to be all right with it. Keyword: tried.

It wasn’t until he was working out one day that he felt something cold and wet travelling across his left forearm. Just as quickly as it had started, it stopped. He removed his three-fingered hands from the weight he had been lifting and sat up to examine it.

Hi.

Messy black letters written in Sharpie. His green eyes narrowed. What was this? He had never felt or seen anything like this. But there it was, plain as day on his arm. He stared at it, afraid that the words would disappear, but no. They stayed right where they were. And then soon after, more appeared from nowhere, as though a ghost was writing on his arm with an invisible marker.

So, it’s like three in the morning here and I don’t know if I’m doing this right, but um, hi.

A long pause. Raph stared in amazement, too shocked to say anything.

You’re probably asleep, aren’t you? Dammit. Well, um…bye, I guess.

He had never run so fast in his life.

“Woah, woah, watch it!” Donnie raised his arms as Raph pushed his chair away from his station and grabbed a Sharpie, pulling off the cap between his teeth and scrawling in the empty space on his arm.

Wait.

***

Your heart raced as a response finally appeared.

Wait.

Big, messy letters that you could tell had been written in a rush.

I’m here. Who are you? What’s happening?

You stared at the letters, the handwriting. Your stomach dropped, the nerves kicking in. This was it. This was your soulmate. You had no idea how this worked. No one did, but it worked, and that was all that mattered. A magical pen-pal from far away, probably. Why anyone would be up at this ungodly hour besides you was beyond you. But now you had to reply. You turned over your arm to write back.

I’m (Y/N). Your soulmate, I think. I don’t know…this is what everyone else does, but I’ve always been too shy to try.

***

Soulmate.

Raph’s heart skipped a beat when the word was written on his arm. Soulmate. He had a soulmate. He actually had…Oh my God.

“Raph, are you crying?” Mikey asked, looking up at his older brother, whose eyes certainly looked a little misty.

“N-no. I just got dirt in my eye. Go away.” He sniffled and smiled.

“Whatcha doin’?” the youngest turtle looked over Raph’s shoulder and scanned a few words before he raised his arm far above Mikey’s head, but he had already seen it. Soulmate. “You…you have a soulmate?”

“I guess so.” Raph shrugged. By now, Donnie and Leo were paying attention to what was happening.

“You have a what?” Donnie’s head snapped around. He pulled down Raph’s arm to examine it. But there it was, plain as day. What the internet described as a ‘soulmate exchange’. “I didn’t think it was scientifically possible for you…for us to have…”

“Are you serious?” Leo came over to look.

“What do I look like? A freakin’ museum?” Raph snapped. “Now go away. I gotta write ‘er back.” The others gave him some space as he walked over to the couch and sat down, the tip of the Sharpie hovering over his green arm.

Soulmate, huh? Did think I had one of those. Name’s Raphael. Nice to meet ya.

***

What are you, a renaissance artist? Lol JK

Something like that.

So where are you from, Mr. Renaissance Artist?

New York, New York.

Seattle, Washington. Well, this might be a little complicated, huh?

Something like that…

***

You wrote to Raphael until the sun came up and then you crashed. You had thought it was a dream until you saw the words written there the next morning. You had a soulmate. His name was Raphael. He was from New York.

But at least he existed. It could be a lot worse.

It wasn’t until about noon, three o’clock there, that you wrote to him again, after having wiped your arm off to give you more room to write.

Good morning.

You wake up at noon?

Only when I’m up until sunrise talking to my soulmate.

Fair enough.

So how’s your day been?

Overwhelming.

Fair enough.

***

Leo, Donnie, and Mikey were all bunched behind Raphael to watch.

“Go away!”

“Dude, we just wanna watch.” Mikey whined.

“Go! Away!”

“All right, sheesh,” Donnie walked back to his lab, and Leo and Mikey reluctantly walked away.

So…

He wrote.

What’cha wanna talk about?

I don’t know.

What’s it like in Seattle?

Rainy. What’s it like in New York?

Noisy. He replied, a smirk spreading across his scarred lips. How old are you?

Seventeen.

Same.

Nice. How tall are you?

Like 6’5”-ish.

Holy shit! You’re gonna have to bend down to kiss me.

Kiss you. He was going to kiss you. Eventually. A new concept. Butterflies spread through his stomach, but he tried to play it off.

You a shorty?

Compared to you, yeah. Always had a thing, for tall guys, though. No worries. ;)

He smiled.

Got any hobbies? You asked.

Ninjitsu, bein’ a giant mutant turtle, etc…

Uh, I knit sometimes. And I work out. A lot.

Mr. Muscles the Knitting Renaissance Artist. You keep getting better and better.

So what do you do for fun, Shorty in Seattle?

Oh you know, read, write, spend ungodly amounts of time on the internet.

Sounds fun.

It is. So, anyways, I’ve been looking into New York travel recently (and by recently I mean right now immediately) for reasons, you know. Anyway, what area of New York should I travel to in…ten months when I go to college (that I’ve just applied to) there?

***

After a long day of talking to you and patrolling and trying to work out, Raph was exhausted. He laid in his top bunk, reading your ramble with a smile.

After replying, he knew it was time to go to sleep.

I’m wiped. I gotta sleep.

Oh, okay. Goodnight Raph.

Night, (nickname).

I love you.

His heart skipped a beat.

I love you too.

I can’t wait to meet you.

Already countin’ down the days, babe.

Me too.

***

Weeks later, you got an idea.

So, theoretically, if I were to Skype you, would you pick up?

I don’t have a Skype.

I want to hear your voice.

I can call you, if you want. I just don’t do video chats?

Why?

Because I’m a giant freaking mutant turtle and I don’t want my soulmate to hate and/or be afraid of me.

I want to see you for the first time in person.

All right then. Here’s my number.

You waited in bated breath for your phone to ring, and then suddenly it did. Your thumb hovered above the accept button. You felt like your whole body was trembling.

“Hey there.” You could hear the shaking in your voice. He chuckled, and already you loved the sound of his laugh.

“Hey yourself,”

“Oh my God, I love your voice.” You gushed.

“I love yours too, shorty.”

“Aaaaah! Your accent is so hot!”

“Heh, yeah.” He smiled.

“Ooh, are you talking to (Y/N)?” Mikey asked. “Can I say hi?”

“No, you can’t. Shoo.”

“Who’s that?” You asked.

“My little brother.” Mikey tried to reach up and grab Raph’s phone, but he squirmed away from him. “Mikey, go away!”

“But-!”

“Go away!”

“I wanna say hi to your girlfriend!!”

“Mikey, leave Raph alone.” Leo smirked from across the lair. The youngest brother left, deflated.

“Sorry ‘bout that. Where were we?”

“I was gushing over your very attractive voice, Mr. Muscles.”

“Ah. Right.” He tried not to blush and failed miserably. A slow smirk snuck across his lips. “I love you.”

“I love you too!”

***

“Did you get it yet?” Raph called you a few months before you were supposed to arrive. As the day approached, he got more and more anxious. You would be here in New York and he wouldn’t be able to skirt around the truth anymore. He was a giant turtle and you were a human girl. It wasn’t going to work out.

But nonetheless, he had sent you something. Something to remember him by if it didn’t work out, he supposed.

“It came in today! I haven’t opened it yet, though. I’m going to right now. Give me a sec, I’m gonna put you on speaker.”

“All right.” Raph listened as you set down your phone and put him on speaker. Then came the noise of you cutting the tape and opening the small cardboard box and sifting through the tissue paper.

“Oh my gosh! It’s amazing! I love it! You really made this?”

“I did.” He smirked. You held up the perfect little pendant. A polished wooden turtle that Raphael had carved himself. It hung from a simple twine string. You put it on immediately, tying the necklace around your neck. You let your fingers run over all of the intricate little grooves.

“I’m never taking it off, I hope you know that.”

“I’m flattered.” He chuckled. “I can’t wait to see how it looks on ya.”

“I can’t wait to see you.”

A nervous little laugh.

“Yeah. Pretty soon, now.”

“It couldn’t come soon enough.” You smiled warmly. “It’s late. I’m gonna get some sleep. Exams tomorrow and then I’m out of school for the summer. And then, only two months until I get to see you.”

“Well, you rest up, shorty. Get good grades. I don’t want ya to fail.”

“Good night. I love you.”

“I love ya too. Night.”

When he hung up, he stared at the ceiling. God, what was he gonna do?

***

You were full of jitters when you landed in New York two short months later. The time had crawled by so slow, but you passed the time. And now you were here, the center of the modern world.

“I’m here! I just landed! When do you want to meet up?”

“Um, how about you get settled? Go to your apartment or whatever. I’ll come over tonight.”

“Okay.” Your heart raced. “Okay. I’ll see you then. I’ll uh, get you the address once I find it.”

“Sounds like a plan. Stay safe. I’ll see ya tonight.”

“See you.” When you hung up, Raph started to pace through the lair.

“I’m going to see her tonight. Oh my God. She’s gonna find out I’m a giant turtle and she’s gonna hate me.”

“Statistically, after ten months of-”

“No more science bulllshit, Don! I’m a freak! She’s gonna run screamin’ and I’ll never see her again!”

“It’ll be fine, Raph. You’re over reacting. As usual.” Leo’s tone was cool, annoyed. “She loves you. We’d have to be blind not to see that.”

“I guess we’ll find out tonight, huh?” He slumped onto the couch, a deep dread setting in. Tonight was not going to be pretty. He knew it.

***

After you had unpacked and met your roommate, a very nice woman named April who had been searching for a roommate for some time now, you called Raph and gave him an address. He asked about how things were and so you told him about your roommate. He chuckled. Well, that might make things a little easier. He told you he wasn’t far and he would be over in a few.

“Who’s that?” April asked after you hung up.

“My soulmate. He’s the reason I moved here, actually. He’s coming here if that’s okay.”

“More than fine with me.” She smiled. “What’s his name?”

“Raphael.” You told her. Her face lit up in surprise. Now the turtle necklace she had complimented you on when you walked in made a whole lot of sense. She doubted that you knew why though.

So this was the (Y/N) he had talked about. His soulmate. Shorty from Seattle.

“Nice name.”

“I know, right?” Your phone buzzed. “Oh my God, it’s him.”

“Hey babe, come outside.” You stood there in confusion for a second. “Fire escape.”

“Oh, okay. I’ll be down in a sec.” You nodded, tucking the phone away. Your heart raced as you climbed out the window and down the metal fire escape to the alley below. There, in the shadows stood a very tall, very large silhouette.

“Hey there.” It was him. His voice. In person. “I uh, I need ya to promise me something, gorgeous.”

“What?”

“Just…p-promise you won’t scream.”

“Why would I-?”

“Promise.”

“I promise.” You stated certainly.

“I, uh, I ain’t exactly…normal.”

“I love you, Raph.”

“You won’t when you see me.” His voice was quiet as all of his insecurities came to the surface.

“Raphael,” You reached out for him, hand forward for a long few moments until his three-fingered green one met it, pressing against it like Tarzan and Jane. Something familiar and something foreign. You gasped quietly, but when he moved to pull away, you gripped one of his large fingers. “Please.”

He let out a long sigh, considering bolting then and there, but he gave in and took a few slow, heavy steps out of the dark to where you could see him. Your soulmate was a giant mutant turtle. He waited for the sting of rejection, for the tears of disappointment streaming down your cheeks, but they never came. Instead, you pulled his muscular arms around yourself, clinging to him as though this was your last chance. He held you tight against his plastron, his knees giving out in the wave of relief that washed over him. Raph buried his face in the crook of your neck, and you felt hot tears against your skin.

Thank you.” A broken whisper from his scarred lips. “Thank you.”

“I love you.” You kissed his cheek and then his forehead, and you lifted his face to look at the green face under the tattered red bandana.

“All ‘uh this don’t bug you?” He asked, tear-filled green eyes searching yours. “You don’t care that I’m a freak?”

“You’re not a freak, Raphael.” The feeling of your soft skin against his face drove him up the wall in the best possible way. “Not to me.”

“Are ya just sayin’ that because I’m your soulmate?”

“I mean it.” You locked eyes with him and he felt as though you were staring into his soul. His smile was the most gorgeous thing you had ever seen. Curiosity sparked behind your eyes as you examined every inch of him, taking him in. “What are you?”

There wasn’t hatred or fear in your voice, only awe.

“I’m a mutant. A turtle. Hence the uh-” he motioned to the necklace around your neck. “That.”

“I love turtles,” You whispered as you kissed his snout. You were so close. So close he could just about…

You closed the gap between you, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. He didn’t know how to respond, but followed his instincts and tried his hardest to kiss you back. His large hands held your hips and your small hands framed his jaw before moving to his shoulders, fingers gently searching the terrain of his shell.

When you finally pulled away from him, you looked at him for a long time.

“Hey do you wanna come up for pizza?” April called down from the apartment window.

“Yeah, sure April. Are the guys coming?”

“Just got off the phone with Leo. They’re on their way.”

“Wait, you two know eachother?” You asked. Raph smiled and shrugged, finally getting to his feet and taking you with him. God, he was so tall.

“We go way back.” April smiled. “I named him.”

“What?”

“Long story. Come on, shorty.” He picked you up off of the ground as if you weighed nothing and carried you on his hip, your feet dangling a foot in the air. “’Bout time you met my brothers, huh?”

***

After you had met his brothers and enjoyed some celebratory pizza, the six of you had settled down to watch a movie. At the moment, Raph was spread out on the couch with you laying on top of him and a cozy red blanket draped over both of you. He nuzzled into your neck as your hands traced gentle circles on his plastron.

“I love you, Raphael.” You kissed his jaw. He hummed contentedly.

“I love you too, soulmate.” The word had never sounded so right.

@turtllinis @turtimagines @turtlebaes @anetteshortie @imagineninjaturtles @imaginetmnt @totally-turtle-imagines @immortal-turtles

NCT reactions when their girlfriend kiss them in front of other members

Originally posted by y-ta

Taeyong : He will cover his mouth and gasped. “What’s this? What do you want now?” he asked you suspiciously. You just said that you feel like kissing him that’s all. He will nod and ask you, “Can I have another kiss then?” such a greedy brat. 



Originally posted by minhyungd

Taeil : Aww this cutie will be shy when you did it in front of the members. He will probably just kiss your hand in reply because he’s not really the type of boyfriend will have public affections. But, he do simple things like kissing your cheek if he feels like it.


Originally posted by moonyutae

Yuta : He will smile and put his arm around you, “So, do you expect me to kiss you back?” He’s actually playing a role of a typical Japanese manga and you will have to play along. “Y/N, you must really like me huh?” you just replied yes and he kiss you finally. “I like you too” he winked at you. Damn cheesy.


Originally posted by turtles-are-better-then-people

Johnny : He  really like it when you show kiss him in front of the members. It makes him more clingy to and he want to kiss every corner of you face until you are uncomfortable. The members are uncomfortable looking at you both too. He’s a giant puppy that loves you so much :”) 


Originally posted by hermosadani

Ten : He will be shy at first, but still reply you with a light kiss on your lips. He will blush but still want to look at your respond after that. When he saw you flustered, he take that you are satisfied and hold your hand after that.

 

Originally posted by nctuhohahyes

Doyoung : Doyoung will find you cute but he will act cold like, “What do you want from me? I don’t have money to buy you stuff now” he crossed his arms. You will be sulking in the corner because of his respond but he ended being clingy to you anyway and tell you that he was just joking.


Originally posted by yoonohthings

Jaehyun : Jaehyun will be so happy when you did that and put his head on your shoulder, “Do it again, I like it” he said it. When you said no, he will put an aegyo face and beg you to kiss him again.  His cringey act makes all the members shuddere.


Originally posted by chokemewinwin

Winwin : Sicheng will blink his eyes because he is surprised when you kissed him.  he will approach you carefully and kiss your cheek. “I will kiss you for real if we are alone” he whispered in your ear. Because he’s a shy bun too :3


Originally posted by haenyan

Mark : Mark would definitely like it when you kiss him but he doesn’t know how to express his feeling. He just say thank you for giving him a kiss. Most probably give you a kiss on a cheek too.


Originally posted by exoticnctlife

Haechan : Haechan act like he doesn’t like it but actually he does. He will suddenly kiss you back and act like nothing happened. “If you want me to kiss you just say it” he said in his sassy manners.


Originally posted by catweeen

Jaemin : Jaemin is a soft bun he will definitely kiss you back but just a light peck. He will whisper in your ear with his sweet nothing words, “You smells like strawberry babe” (Dammit my imagination went too far :”D)


Originally posted by nakamotens

Jeno :  Jeno will cover his face because he embarrased when you did that in front of other members. After that, he will give you a smile and kiss you back on your cheek. He His face would be red again after that.


Originally posted by nctinfo

Renjun : Renjun will like it and give you a back hug, he will kiss your cheek and will be attached to you for the rest of the day cuz he just feel so happy that he got a kiss from you first.


Originally posted by nctuhohahyes

Chenle : Chenle will stand up and feel so proud to get a kiss from you especially in front of the members. “I got a kiss from my girlfriend, jealous much?” he said cockily. Chenle just want to show  you off to everybody. A proud boyfriend. 


Originally posted by haechannie

Jisung : Jisung will be so happy that he cannot do anything for the rest of the day. He will just think about you, kissing him which in his imagination there’s a butterfly and flowers around you. It might be your both first kiss, and yea that’s why he’s so happy ^_^


A/N: and it’s a wrap >.< this reaction took me long enough to think of each members until I have to squeeze every bit of idea in my head XD to all those who want to request NCT reactions, I would really appreciate if you guys requested by unit, or a unit+other 2/3 members because it’s kinda crazy to be in 15 people’s head at one time (you get what I mean? Haha :”D) I hope you enjoy and have a great day/night peaches :D – Cuppy-nim

(p/s: It took me long enough to upload this because my internet is so freaking slow :”D)

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Colores en el viento - Pocahontas 
Colors of the wind - Pocahontas

I thought this was a good song for you guys to practice. It has a lot of vocabulary and easy grammar. 

This is the European Spanish version, because personally I found it easier to translate and explain than the Latin American version. Even though the lyrics change a little the message is the same. And if you learn Spanish with this song, people in all Spanish speaking countries will understand you, don’t worry about it. :)

I also chose this song because of all the hate that has been spreading in all the world and the Internet. Not just about our skin color, but also about our gender, sexual preference and religion, among other things. And the hate not only between humans, but also against the nature.

I respect all differences, let’s find harmony in our world. Love you guys! ♡

Quieres decir: Diferente a ti.
 You mean, different from you. 

Me ves ignorante y salvaje
You see me ignorant and savage

ignorante: ignorant
salvaje: savage, wild
ver: to see

Me ves … : You see me …

Y conoces mil lugares. Quizás tengas razón.
And you know a thousand places. Perhaps you’re right.

lugar(es): place(s)
mil: a thousand
conocer: to know
tener razón: to be right *literally: to have reason
quizás: perhaps, maybe

Quizás + subjunctive: Perhaps + V
Ex.: Quizás llueva mañana. - Perhaps it will rain tomorrow.  

¿Por qué si es así? ¿Soy salvaje para ti?
Why if it’s like this? Am I a savage to you?

Por qué: why

Si + [complement] : If + [complement]

así: like this, like that, this way

para ti: In this context: to you, before your eyes, from your perspective

¿No puedes abrir más tu corazón? Corazón
Can’t you open more your heart? Heart

corazón: heart
poder: can
abrir: to open
más: more

Poder + V. inf. = Can + V
Ex. Yo puedo cantar: I can sing

Te crees que es tuyo todo lo que pisas.
You think everything you step on is yours

todo: everything
creer: to think, to believe
pisar: to step on
tuyo: yours

Te crees: You think you …
*We can also say “tú crees” but “te crees” is more like “you think yourself as…”

**This sentence is written backwards to match the rhythm. This is very common in songs. 
A more natural phrase for conversations would be:
Te crees que todo lo que pisas es tuyo.

lo que: what, “the thing”
Te crees que todo [lo que] pisas es tuyo.
You think that every [of the things] that you step on is yours

Ex. Sé [lo que] estás pensando. I know [what] that you’re thinking.
If we only use “que” it would be like saying “that”
Sé [que] estás pensando. I know [that] you’re thinking.

Te adueñas de la tierra que tú ves
You take possession of the land that you see

tierra: land, soil, dirt
adueñarse: take possession, take over, take control *Reflexive verb

Mas cada árbol, roca y criatura tiene vida, tiene alma, es un ser
But every tree, rock and creature has a life, has a soul, it’s a being

árbol: tree
roca: rock
criatura: creature
vida: life
alma: soul
ser: being
*”ser” as a noun
cada: every 
tener: to have
ser: to be

Mas means “but” as a contrast. We use it mostly in books, but you might hear some people use it in conversations.
Be careful with “más” with written accent, this is more.
Ex.: Es invierno, mas no hace tanto frío. It’s winter, but it’s not so cold.

Parece que no existen más personas que aquellas que son igual que tú
It seems that there are no more people than those who are just like you

personas: people
aquellos/as: those (over there)
parecer: to seem, to look like
existir: to exist
más: more 

*So many “que”s in this phrase:
Parece que: It seems that
más personas que: more people than
aquellas que: those who
igual que: like, same as

Si sigues las pisadas de un extraño
If you follow the footsteps of a stranger

pisada: footstep
extraño: stranger
seguir: to follow

Verás cosas que jamás soñaste ver
You will see things that you never dreamed to see

cosas: things
ver: to see 
soñar: to dream
jamás: never

¿Has oído al lobo aullarle a la luna azul?
Have you heard the wolf howling at the blue moon?

lobo: wolf
luna: moon
azul: blue
oír: to hear
aullar: to howl
aullarle a la luna: to howl at the moon

Haber + [Verb participle] = To have + V participle
Ex. ¿Has visto esta película? - Have you seen this move.

Oír + [Verb infinitive] = to hear + V-ing
Ex.: Oigo a alguien cantar: I hear someone singing.

¿O has visto a un lince sonreír?
Or have you seen a lynx smiling?

lince: lynx
ver: to see
sonreír: to smile

Just as “oír”
Ver + [inf. verb] = see + V-ing
Ex. Vi a mi hermana bailar. - I saw my sister dancing.

¿Has cantado con la voz de las montañas?
Have you sung with the voice of the mountains?

voz: voice
montaña: mountain
cantar: to sing

¿Y colores en el viento descubrir? (x2)
And discover colors in the wind?

color: color
viento: wind
descubrir: to discover

More natural sentence:
Y descubrir colores en el viento

Corramos por las sendas de los bosques
Let’s run through the paths of the forest

senda: path, route
bosque: forest

correr: to run
*In this sentence, this verb is in imperative for
nosotros, so that’s translated as “Let’s …”
Ex.: Vayamos: Let’s go / Comamos: Let’s eat
This is more used in books and songs, but people might say it in conversations too.

por + [place] = through/across + [place]
Also, por + [place] could mean: near + [place]

Probemos de los frutos su sabor
Let’s try the taste of its fruits 

fruto: fruit *synonym: fruta 
We usually say “fruto” as the result of something or the tree’s fruits. And “fruta” for the fruit that is ready to eat.
sabor: taste
probar: to try (food, clothes, things)

More natural sentence:
Probemos el sabor de sus frutos

Descubre la riqueza a tu alcance, sin pensar un instante en su valor
Discover the wealth within your reach, without thinking an instant in its value 

riqueza: wealth
instante: instant
valor: value
pensar: to think
sin: without

a tu alcance: within your reach, at your fingertips

Los ríos y la lluvia, mis hermanos
The rivers and the rain, my brothers

río(s): river(s)
lluvia: rain
hermano(s): brother(s)

Amigos somos todos, ya lo ves
We are all friends as you can see

amigo(s): friend(s)
todos: everybody

ya lo ves: as you can see *literally: you see it now

Estamos entre todos muy unidos
We are all together so connected

entre todos: all together *literally: among everybody
unido(s): connected

En un ciclo sin final que eterno es
In a cycle without end that is eternal

ciclo: cycle
final: end
eterno: eternal

This sentence is also modified to match the rhythm. A more natural sentence would be:
En un ciclo sin final que es eterno.

¿Cuán alto el árbol crecerá? Si lo cortas hoy nunca lo sabrás
How tall the tree will grow? If you cut it down today you will never know

alto: tall
crecer: to grow
cortar: to cut (down)
saber: to know

Cuán + [adjective] = How + [adjective]
Ex.: ¿Cuán lejos iré? How far will I go?
We usually use “Cuán” in books and songs. A more conversational phrase would be: ¿Qué tan… 
¿Qué tan alto crecerá el árbol? - How tall will the tree grow?

lo: it (masculine nouns, neutral)
Si lo cortas: If you cut it (tree)
Nunca lo sabrás: You’ll never know it (how tall the tree will be)
If we just say “nunca sabrás” sounds like you’ll never know nothing 
about anything.

Y no oirás al lobo aullarle a la luna azul
And you won’t hear the wolf howling at the blue moon

No importa el color de nuestra piel
No matter the color of our skin

color: colour
piel: skin
nuestro/a(s): our

no importa: no matter, it doesn’t matter
Ex.: No importa si no hablas español. - It doesn’t matter if you don’t speak Spanish.

Y uniremos nuestra voz con las montañas
And we will join our voice with the mountains

voz: voice
unir: to join

Y colores en el viento descubrir
And discover colors in the wind

Si no entiendes qué hay aquí, sólo es tierra para ti
If you don’t understand what’s in here, it’s just dirt to you

entender: to understand
tierra: dirt, soil
sólo: only, just

qué hay aquí: what’s in here

Sin colores en el viento descubrir
Without discovering colors in the wind


♡ I hope this was helpful! :)

ishipcreekhoe  asked:

How old r u guys??

CRAIG: I mean, we put everything else on the internet.

TWEEK: THAT’S DIFFERENT!! THERE’S A SYSTEM- YOU CAN PUT EVERYTHING ON THE INTERNET EXCEPT YOUR AGE AND LOCATION!!!

CRAIG: But they already know we live in South Park.

TWEEK: AND NOW THEY KNOW OUR AGE TOO, GOOD JOB CRAIG!

CRAIG: We’re doing fine in school, thanks for asking.

Break Time Activities

Word Count: 1800ish

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: Skinny dipping, public nudity (only Dean and Reader see each other naked), unprotected sex, oral sex (female receiving), a shitty attempt at writing smut

Summary: The reader needs a break from a long night of researching, and Dean helps her unwind.

A/N: I dedicate this to my lovely friends @like-a-bag-of-potatoes and @melonshino…. I took a break from my Sam crisis to write this just for you guys ;-)

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“Hey Sammy, you find anything yet?” Dean asked tiredly through the speaker of his phone. “Y/N and I are starting to exhaust our options over here.”

“I’m still at the library… it seems like I’m not going to be leaving anytime soon,” Sam answered tiredly. You could almost picture him rubbing his forehead as he talked. “You’d be surprised at how big the lore section of this library is. I’ve never been to a library that is open all night.”

Both of the boys sounded drained, as did you. The three of you had been researching for a case for nearly three hours now - Sam left for the library while you and Dean stayed behind to look online for information. So far you had come up with squat.

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lilyxc  asked:

Can these social justice warriors just fuck off. It's annoying. If one is afraid of offending another culture, then might else well not talk at all. I have an autistic classmate, and he isn't even offended by the word "Retard". Please, SJWs, if the word doesn't offend you, get the fuck off Cami's blog. Leave her alone. This is what you should expect in the internet. If you're going to be insulted by a simple word on the internet, you should get off as there are way worse things. #IStandWithCami

Thanks fam.

ALSO THAT’S WHAT “SJW” MEANT? DUDE I THOUGHT IT WAS SOME HEAVY POLITICAL CRAP AND I WAS AVOIDING THE MENTION OF IT.

I still don’t know what a slur is. You guys have weird definitions and acronyms for things and ar this point I’m scared of assuming any meaning since google translator won’t give me a proper answer.

It’s Okay

Hey guys! I’ve got my first ever Power Rangers fanfic here. I saw the movie on Thursday and I just really really loved it. I also started shipping Billy x Jason from the moment Jason slapped the shit out of that bully. So, here’s my fic for them. I hope you guys like it!

All mistakes are my own




Jason’s been to a lot of football practices. Like, a lot. But none of them have made him as tired and as sore as training to be a Power Ranger has. Every step he takes, makes some muscle somewhere hurt. But it’s a good hurt, this is the happiest Jason’s been in a long time. He finally feels like for once he’s doing something right. After all nothing beats training to be a superhero and then going for pizza with his friends.

They’ve been getting closer and closer, the five of them. They’re all different, extremely different and at first it wasn’t clear if they actually could get along. But now, Jason can’t think of anything better than hanging out with the other four.

Sadly, tonight’s not a pizza night. Kimberly had to be home for a family dinner. Zach needed to check on his mom and Trini, well she hadn’t said why she was leaving but she left all the same. Which leaves Jason and Billy for the rest of the evening.

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BTS dating a bookworm

Seokjin

Seokjin would find you adorable, ignoring the world while reading your book, one of his preferred activities would be you lying in his lap while reading so he could play with you hair or just stroke it while he was watching tv our something like that!
Overall it would be one of those domestic things that he would love to see you do, and just be there to watch you do.

Originally posted by eatkookiie

“You are really cute when you do that with your face!”

Yoongi

Yoongi would see it another way, it wasn’t just that he liked the fact that you were a bookworm, it was the fact that you had something that you could focus on while he was working. He always felt sad that he couldn’t spend as much time with you that he felt you deserved, so the fact that you were more than happy to sit on the couch in his studio and just read.
And when he is stuck and what to throw himself or his tech in the trash, it is nice just to look over at you and feel the anger disappear. 

Originally posted by dreamyoongi

Hoseok

So we all know that Hoseok likes smart girls, he would find it amazing just seeing you lose yourself in one of your books no matter the subject!
It was amazing for him to see your lightning focus as you buried yourself in thick book after thick book, consuming them like they were your sole source of nutrition, you would sometimes find him just staring at you with heart eyes just… taking you in.

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

“Sorry, I… you just look really cute when you focus like this.”

Namjoon

Uh, get ready to argue over books! If you have ever heard two bookworms argue then you would know what I mean. There are two ways this can go down, you either prefer two very different kind of books which is when you will argue about which one is better (Cough cough fantasy of course), or when you read the same kind of books and then argue about what is the right understanding of that book.
So yeah, Namjoon would love dating a fellow bookworm, special if you can hold you own in a debate!

Originally posted by fyeahbangtaned

Jimin

Being a bookworm would not really be a big positive or negative for Jimin, sometimes he did like to interrupt you, just to see your face scrunch up and make a grimace when you whined out that it was the best part.
He also liked to do small things like poking your cheek to see how much he could do before you started hitting him with your book, mostly just cause you were cute like that.

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

“If you have to hit me with Harry Potter, please! Not the order of phoenix! Take the philosophers stone instead!”

Taehyung

Taehyung would like it in another way, he would like for you to read your books out loud to him, he would like lying on you lap while you read out loud the books for him. Yes sometimes he would fall asleep to the calming sound of your voice, but that wasn’t his fault! You just had a really really nice voice! But yeah, overall Taehyung would really like it

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

“Taehyung? Taehyung…You are sleeping again aren’t you?”

Jungkook

Jungkook might not be a bookworm himself, preferring his video games over books, but he would enjoy how into the book you would get and how you guys could just chill together while he was playing and you were reading, spending time together doesn’t mean having 100% of a person’s attention, sometimes  it is enough just to be near each other and enjoying their present.

Originally posted by just-sad-fandom-trash

“If I can’t kill stupid teammates over the internet, then you can’t kill stupid main characters either.”

I had a lot of fun writing this! I am massive bookworm myself! Fantasy for the win!

- Prussia

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So today turned out to be a really big day guys, tumblr staff reblogged my TDOV comic????? That’s so cool???? You guys are so cool???? Everything is sO COOL?????

I’ve really loved seeing all of your faces today - you’re all such beautiful people, thank you so much for welcoming me into such a beautiful community, you guys mean the world to me ❤️This is my first ever out TDOV, and I couldn’t have asked for a better one ❤️ So here’s my face, internet. I’m not big about sharing my own pre-trans self at the moment, so have some real-me ones instead😘. 

(Also that’s my little brother Charlie in the last one, he’s cool.)