can i get that woman's job

It’s legal to require women to wear makeup at work, and fire them for failing to adhere to this “dress and grooming code” in the usa. like noah fense but uh makeup legitimately is a thing that should be talked about in regards to women NOT having to wear it. 

like i get it some of yall genuinely enjoy wearing makeup, great cool, but women legitimately lose their jobs because they don’t want to wear makeup. 

And like theres so many reasons why a woman wouldn’t, or couldn’t, wear makeup, ranging from disability to mental illness to fucking anything. AND THIS HAS FUCK NOTHING to do with if they can or can’t do the job. that’s fucking absurd. The makeup industry is shitty towards women. It is. 

And like you fucking know it’s sexist when men are reprimanded for wearing makeup, and women lose their jobs for NOT wearing makeup lmao.

Some More Irish Music Genres

So there’s about half a dozen posts floating around about how WEIRD Irish music is, but I thought I’d add my own, based pretty much on my Pandora list this evening:

  • “Being on a Boat sucks, I wish I was getting laid on land.”
  • “Being on land is boring and expensive, I wish I was on a boat”
  • “I robbed a military officer but my girlfriend snitched on me and Now maybe my military brother will leave his job and we can be terrorists together”
  • “Badly Injured Man Not Done Partying Yet”
  • “Being poor sucks but at least sex sells?”
  • INTENSE VIOLIN MOMENT
  • “Is grandpa dead or drunk?  Who cares, lets solve all the family issues with a fistfight”
  • “Oh God Why Did I Ever Move To Nova Scotia”
  • “Oh no, this woman I was planning on knocking up and abandoning has tricked me out of my wealth and reputation”
  • INTENSE PENNY WHISTLE MOMENT
  • “My crush doesn’t love me back so I’m going to go die in India”
  • “I LIED, INDIA IS AWESOME”
  • “My most Memorable Barfights”
  • “I left everyone I loved to go to America for a better life but apparently this is where Britain sent all their assholes”
  • “Ireland is so beautiful, shame about those assholes next door.”
  • “Alas I did not trick that handsome asshole out of his wealth before he left me pregnant”
  • LISTEN TO HOW FAST I CAN FIDDLE
  • “Hey let’s all grab various sharp objects and overthrow the British”
  • “Whaling was a poor career choice”
  • “Poaching was also a poor career choice”
  • “Lets get wasted and try to sing tongue twisters”
  • “Let’s all get drunk in general”
  • let’s have a slow flute number about sunsets or butterflies I LIED IT’S ANOTHER JIG
  • “Love song for a specific beach”
  • “Paddy Fucks Up”
  • “Hard labor sucks, I wish I was unemployed”
  • “Being unemployed is AWESOME exceptforthepartwhereyoudieofstarvationbutthat’snotimportantrightnow”
  • “Don’t worry!  It’s only me Sexy Stranger and Possible escaped Lunatic lurking in your barn! We should bone!”
  • FIDDLIN’ LIKE A MOTHERFUCKER UP IN THIS BITCH
  • “…But will she bone me if I dress like a hobo?”
When you're obsessed with both Hamilton and the Batfam
  • Bruce: Son-
  • Jason: Don't call me son
  • Dick and Damian: Immigrants; we get the job done!
  • Alfred: *after Jason's death* There are moments that the words don’t reach, there is suffering too terrible to name. You hold your child as tight as you can and push away the unimaginable. The moments when you’re in so deep, it feels easier to just swim down
  • Bruce: It's quiet uptown
  • Jason: Death doesn't discriminate, between the sinners and the saints, it takes and it takes and it takes.
  • Bruce: You strike me as a woman who's never been satisfied
  • Selena: I'm sure I don't know what you mean. You forget yourself
  • Bruce: You're like me. I'm never satisfied
  • Selena: Is that right?
  • Damian: My dog speaks more eloquently than thee
  • Joker: *To Batman* You say our love is draining and you can't go on. You'll be the one complaining when I am gone
  • Tim: I had't slept in a week, I was weak, I was awake.

“I told you guys to watch his margarita intake, so really, you people brought this upon yourselves.” You tucked your phone into your back pocket as you approached Niall and Louis. “I hate to say I told you so, but I-” 

“Yeah, yeah. We know, you’re always right. Can you jus’ go in t’ere and deal with him?” Niall snorted, tugging you into the hotel room and pointing to the direction of the couch. “I managed to pry him off of me after about twenty minutes of forced cuddle time.” 

“The more you fight him the tighter he’ll snuggle you.” You clicked your tongue, making your way over to the couch and smiling softly at your clearly drunk boyfriend. He looked like he was asleep, but you really couldn’t tell because he had his sunglasses on… Why did he have his sunglasses on? 

“Harry…” You trailed off, receiving nothing as a response. Maybe he had conked out for the night. Of course, you had spoken too soon because before you knew it, his sunglasses started wiggling up and down, a lazy smile growing on Harry’s face. 

“Oh my god, it’s my girlfriend!” Harry snickered, the arm hanging off the edge of the couch reaching out and wrapping around your thigh. “Tha’s right, you’re my girlfriend…” 

“That’s what he said to me an hour ago! I can’t believe I lost a boyfriend so quickly.” Niall teased, laughing lightly when Harry’s arm jolted causing you to nearly fall forward. 

“C’mon, Harry. Time to get up. I was about to take a bath so you’re lucky I walked down the hall to get you.” You poked his cheek before turning to look at Niall. 

“Will you at least help me- Ow, Harry!” You paused when you felt Harry bite down on your finger, a giggle slipping past his lips afterward. “Will you at least help me carry him back if he doesn’t budge?” 

“I’m way too tired for t’at, Y/N. I’m sure you can manage. You’re a strong girl.” Niall yawned, looking ready to pass out as well. 

“Louis, how about-” Louis had already fallen asleep and was snoozing away looking awfully comfortable on the sofa chair. Obviously, this was going to be a one-woman job. 

“Harry, get up!” You frowned, letting out a huff when Harry chewed on your finger in response. “What can I say to make you get your ass up?” You pushed Harry’s arm off your leg before bending down so that you were face to face with him. “Hm?” 

“Tell me what I wanna hear, baby…” Harry purred, a hand reaching up to pat at your face. 

“You’re gonna have to tell me what you wanna hear. What do you want?” 

“Y’know wha’ yeh haven’t done in a while that I really wan’ you t’ do?” Harry perked up, lowering his sunglasses until they were on the tip of his nose. 

“What’s that?” 

“Wan’ you t’ ride my-” 

Hey! Okay, okay. We don’t- You don’t have to finish that sentence.” You clamped a hand over Harry’s mouth, looking over your shoulder to see if Niall was still in the room. (He was. But he was on his phone, so maybe he didn’t hear.) 

“Oh, please, Y/N? Yeh haven’t done it in so long and- and a man needs to be dominated once in a while, you feel?” Harry hiccuped, flopping back down on the couch before pouting at you. “I’m not leavin’ till you agree.” 

“Harry- I- You can’t blackmail me into-” Again, you glanced over your shoulder before turning back and leaning closer to Harry. “You can’t blackmail me into bloody riding you.” 

“I know yeh wan’ to, though. Cos you can’t get enough of my dic-” 

“For cryin’ out loud, Y/N. Give t’e man what he wants!” You jumped when Niall spoke up from behind you, your cheeks growing red as you got up from your knees. For the record, it had been a while since you… You know. And the idea of… you know… sounded kind of nice? 

Fine! But he’s not getting up anytime soon so it’s not going to be happening-”

“No, no! I’m walking, I’m going.” Harry hiccuped, pushing himself off the couch before stumbling towards the door but not before turning and shooting finger guns in your direction. “You’re gonna get it t’night, love. Jus’ wait and see.” He hummed, leaning against the frame of the door with a wide grin. 

“Alright, Ni. I’ll see you in the morning. Make sure Louis gets into bed.” You patted the top of Louis’ head gently before turning to walk towards Harry, only to realize he had fallen asleep in the span of twenty seconds. 

Looks like you weren’t going to get it tonight, after all.

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yungtsundere  asked:

Love your trans peter post! My head cannon is steve being trans. Back in the day, he was short and small like peter. How quick to violence people were with poor 1900's steve. The real reason he couldn't get into the army was because what was on his birth certificate. When Bucky told him to 'sell bonds/manufacture' instead of enlist, those were woman's jobs back then. The doctor hooked him up with the super soldier experiment, adding in extra procedures.

damn u right!! but okay- I’ve actually been meaning to talk about my trans Steve headcanon for quite some time now, so I’m just gonna info-dump a bunch of trans history and MCU interpretations right here. SO:

First of all, the setup of Steve Rogers as a short, scrawny boy who’s bullied and beat up all the time fits easily with how a trans man in the 1940s might have lived. This scene from Captain America: The First Avenger (2011) honestly looks like that cliche trans art trope where it’s like: “trans person looks in the mirror and their reflection is the right gender”. you know the one.

Later in that same scene, Bucky outright says that the reason he thinks Steve is joining the war is to “prove himself.” You could totally interpret this as Steve trying to shove himself into the absolute most masculine role in his society in order to reaffirm his own gender identity. 

Bucky is also incredibly worried about the consequences Steve will face if he is “discovered falsifying enlistment documents”. If you headcanon Steve as a trans man, this adds new depth to the stakes. Instead of lying about his respiratory issues and hometown, Steve would be lying about his sex assigned at birth. Which, given the state of the US in 1943, would’ve had even harsher punishment.

It’s also interesting that Dr. Abraham Erskine (the man who accepts Steve into the military) is a German scientist. In the early 1900s, the Germans were at the forefront of medical treatment for trans people. The first clinic to treat transgender people (Magnus Hirschfeld’s ‘Institute for Sexology’) opened in Germany in 1919. But as the Nazis came to power in the 1930s, many of the German scientists at this clinic migrated to the US to treat the trans people here. 

Steve is recruited by Dr. Abraham Erskine in 1943, which would be congruent with the time the German scientists from the ‘Institute for Sexology’ immigrated to the US. So, to clarify: a German-American doctor spends his life researching and creating a serum that instantly masculinized Steve via intra-muscular injection. I would like to point out that for trans men, testosterone is administered the same way. Also, this timeline just so happens to line up with a key point in the history of transgender medical treatment. Huh. Interesting.

In addition, the following quote by Dr. Abraham Erskine can easily lend itself to a discussion on transmasculinity:

“…the strong man who has known power all his life, may lose respect for that power, but a weak man knows the value of strength, and knows… compassion.”

and– hey, I just wanna point out the… interesting parallel… between the flag pole scene in Captain America: The First Avenger (2011)

and the arrow scene in Mulan (1998)

…like wow… okay. there’s actually a lot of parallels between these two movies, (except in Mulan the protagonist enters the ‘male’ gender role out of necessity whereas Steve does so by desire, differentiating between a cross-dresser and a trans man) but I won’t go there today. nope.

Then the introduction of Peggy Carter leads Steve to question his existing perceptions of gender roles. He admits that “I guess I just don’t know why you’d join the army if you were… a woman” which, under this trans interpretation, could be Steve projecting his own relationship with gendered aspirations onto Peggy.

And god, that’s not even delving into how easily his ‘transformation sequence’ could fall into a trans narrative.

In the second act of the film when a woman hits on him, Steve responds with visible discomfort. When he first realizes that she’s hitting on him, his immediate reaction is to cover his chest.

The First Avenger mentions Steve’s lack of romantic/sexual experience many times throughout the film. Steve passes it off as ‘not having found the right partner yet’ but hypothetically– if he were a trans man, that could be another reason for his fear of sexual intimacy. If he’s #stealth and passing as male, then any form of sexual intimacy could risk his reputation and his ability to remain in the military. 

Oh, and did I mention? Statistically speaking, approximately 20% of the US transgender population serves (or has served) in the military. This is over double the rate of the cisgender population. So, tbh, it’s not unrealistic to have a trans character so adamant about enlistment, patriotism, or military life.

Anyways, yeah- Captain America’s story (especially in the MCU) definitely lends itself to an interpretation of Steve Rogers as a trans man.

S2E8 - Ending Review

Okay, so I know after Camp Camp Season 2 Episode 8 everyone is freaking out over Max and Mr.Honeynuts, cause it’s his comfort stuffed animal and Gwen bullies him with (newsflash, he’s 10 he’s bound to have a stuffed animal, and he deserved what Gwen did) - which I feel is shitty cause nobody really is noticing how big of an episode it is for Gwen and David’s development. 

So, let me break down my favorite scene.

And that is this one. 

It is so damn important. 

Why’s that? It’s because it finally shows Gwen’s breaking point- the moment she realizes she’s never going to leave Camp Campbell and that her life has reached a rock-bottom. It’s the realization that a grown woman became a 10 year old’s bitch to get him a teddy bear to save her from losing a shitty job she doesn’t even want, which was all in vain cause David still found out.

But how does David approach it? Well, if this same situation had happened in season 1, I can give you a rough idea. He would appalled that Gwen would want to leave, not understanding her distaste for the camp and even being offended by it personally. Or, if it had been during episode 6, he probably wouldn’t even bat an eye because it’s one less counselor for competition. He was obsessed with being the best. More of this flaw was exploited masterfully by my garbage friend @ciphernetics which you can read here.



But no. What does he do? He builds her up. David sits there and floods her with compliments, explaining in great detail all she’s done for the camp, how she’s handled situations, how she’s dealt with others, etc. David does something selfless- which is putting her before him. I’ve never seen him do this before. He’s usually quite literally shoving her out of the picture, or waving her off as not important. Even in “Better Than You” he breaks out into song over how much more qualified he is than Daniel in an attempt to scare him away so he can remain the best counselor- and that’s pretty dick-ish, given that he was completely unaware of the circumstances of him being batshit insane.

(The look David is giving her is so pure)

But he values her help. David obviously looks up to her and appreciates everything she does, even if it comes off to Gwen in a threatening way that makes her afraid of quitting or letting him know that she’s searching for a different job. But he reassures her, dispels her anxiety even if it’s for a brief moment, and he focuses on making sure she’s comfortable.

And you know what Gwen does for once? She feels confident in herself for once. In her abilities as a counselor and for her qualification for another job. All this time she spent at Camp Campbell, she’s gotten shit for her degrees and wasted time attempting to help only to be called “the fucking worst”. That’s awful for anyone to endure, and I’m not surprised she lost it when she did. Being constantly underappreciated and overlooked wears down the psyche, especially when she’s shown to give a shit every once and a while. Although she’s absent-minded, she does show care where it needs to be shown. Even though it’s played as a joke that she doesn’t give a rat’s ass about the camp as shown when it reveals she was completely unaware of the Woodscouts invading- she was visibly concerned by it afterwards. She can’t help that she tunes things out- I would too if I was getting bombarded with insults 24/7. Gwen is the only one that tends to David when he’s hurt, and she rushes to check on the campers whenever something happens. David’s far from perfect, and if he didn’t spend most of the first season shutting her out, she could’ve easily been a better counselor than him.

(Look at this child with her newly instilled confidence in herself)

So, how does she approach things after David’s pep-talk. She get’s up and tries again. Even though her entire character was written out to be the polar opposite of David- not giving a shit and bailing if things get too hard, she actually goes out and tries again.

Even though she failed at the very end of the episode, I really hope that this scene allows Gwen to open up a bit more. In every episode she only has a few lines, most of which are quickly made fun of or shut down by other campers/David or just provided to be pessimistic.

I think Gwen will eventually learn to love Camp Campbell, not for the reasons David does, but for her own personal ones that she’d probably never admit to. I mean, let’s put it in perspective. During every single job interview she had in the episode nobody remembered her name. At least at Camp Campbell they know who she is and value her presence. Gwen would be guaranteed to be 10x more miserable at a place that treats her even worse than Camp Campbell does- plus I don’t think she has a choice in staying or not. 

I’d love to see her and David working more as a team, and both being big roles in the show, not just having the spotlight on David all the time. Hopefully now that David is becoming more self-less and Gwen is being brought up rather than down, they’ll click better. But, I do say that this was some masterfully written character development on both ends.

[Bonus things I thought were cute]

Gwen… I know Max completely deserved it… But weren’t you the one defending Jermy Fartz to try and stop the campers from bullying him?

I’m speechless… SHE LEBRON’D HIM. 

She was so focused on what David had to say she shoved Max away so he couldn’t interrupt him. This display is the most we’ve ever seen Gwen care about what David had to say- even after 20 episodes.


Gwen is also picking up some bad David tendencies (pushing, making fun of campers, etc) and it’s adorable.

I’m a feminist because...

I’m a feminist because everyone should be.

Growing up, my parents would always tell me to be properly dressed around my brothers. Never mind that they were walking around in short boxer briefs, it was me who had to be presentable. I was the girl, after all.

In school, I was always taught that the way I dressed affected a boy’s education. I was taught that the slight peek of my shoulder was enough to get me sent to the head office. It was much too distracting, because after all, a boy’s education had to be more important than a girl’s. At least, that was what they were teaching me.

This is why I’m a feminist.

I’m a feminist because it is 2017, and when I talk about how unfair it is that a professional athlete gets to walk away from the accusation of raping a girl without a single ding to their career, I’m some sort of radical that needs to calm down. Because that poor girl’s life will never be the same, but said athlete’s career is perfectly intact.

I’m a feminist because my aunt says things like, “Oh, those feminists, they just need to shave their armpits and get over it.” Because somehow the grooming of my body hair has everything to do with the rights I’m fighting for.

I’m a feminist because people still think you must have a vagina to be considered a woman.

I’m a feminist because I am 20 years old, and when I tell people I’m not sure I want to have kids, they look at me like I just defied all womankind.

I’m a feminist because when mothers choose to work rather than stay at home with their children, they aren’t doing “enough.”

I’m a feminist because when fathers choose to stay at home with their children rather than work, they somehow aren’t as “manly.”

I’m a feminist because parents still won’t let their sons play with Barbies.

I’m a feminist because young boys are taught that crying is bad. Showing emotion is bad, better to bottle it up and never feel. If you cry, you’re a girl, and no one wants to be a girl.

I’m a feminist because when my family talks about the Women’s March that happened yesterday, they say things like, “What’s protesting going to change?” and “They’re honestly just wasting their time. Nobody’s going to listen to them.” Never mind that the country we are living in found its freedom through protesting—No Taxation Without Representation. But I suppose that’s okay. It was men protesting then.

I’m a feminist because when my aunt saw a picture of a man marching with women yesterday, she snorted and said, “What’s he doing there? Doesn’t he have something better to do?” Her seven year old son was sitting next to her.

I’m a feminist because a highly qualified politician lost the presidential election to a less than mediocre businessman who based his campaign on misogyny, racism, bigotry, and slander. Because this country would rather see an over privileged, racist, homophobic, white man, whose years of experience sums up to zero, in office rather than a woman whose qualifications are more than his will ever be. Because I somehow have to have years of experience before I can even get my first job, but Donald Trump can get sworn into office without a single day of political experience.

I’m a feminist because the President of the United States speaks vilely of women and all minorities, and I’m the terrible one for disliking him.

I’m a feminist because I get made fun of for being a feminist.

I’m a feminist because I want the next generation of girls to live in a better world than mine.

I’m a feminist for these reasons and so many others.

I’m a feminist because everyone should be.

The Truth Behind Stereotypes

While preparing for my next patient I read in her previous note that she “..is a Vietnamese immigrant who works at a nail salon.”  I stifled a laugh as I recalled Dat Phan’s comedy bit on the Vietnamese taking over the U.S. one foot at a time.  I mentally scolded myself as I tried to dismiss my racist stereotype.  Yet, you cannot deny that this is one stereotype that frequently plays true. 

She smiled as I entered the room, remaining patient as I fumbled with the pronunciation of her name.  After exchanging pleasantries we discussed her reasons for coming in: a lingering cold and a skin lesion.  I noted that she had missed multiple appointments prior to this, failing to get follow up labs from over a year ago.  She blamed this on her busy schedule, caring for two children and working full-time.  For providers the chronically busy patient can seem as frustrating as the chronically sick patient.

Next we proceeded into her exam.  The stigmata for bacterial infection were conspicuously absent.  I described my findings to her, watching her mood deflate slightly when I explained that antibiotics would not help.  I continued to work my way down her body in a systematic exam, explaining as I went.  As I came to her hands I winced.  The skin was thickened, dried, and cracked.  My hands began to hurt in sympathy.

“Tell me about your hands,” I said.

She responded in deeply accented English that her hands became like this after working with the nail chemicals all day. 

“And do you like this job?” I asked.

“I hate it,” she responded.  I continued to inquire why, if she hated her job and it hurt her skin in such a terrible way, she did not seek other employment. 

“In my country I was a nurse.  But here I would have to start schooling over.  It would take twice as long because I would first have to take English classes.” She continued to explain that when coming over, many Vietnamese people worked in nail salons because that is where other Vietnamese people worked.  In other words, it was one of the few places they could get a foot in the door as untrained workers who barely spoke discernible English.  Suddenly the Dat Phan comedy bit seemed a lot less funny.

“Why come to the U.S.?”  I asked.  “If you were a nurse in Vietnam, why immigrate to a place with few job opportunities.”

Her answer?  She makes more here as a nail technician than a nurse in Vietnam, meaning she can send money to her family at home.  And being here gives her two teenage children a better opportunity for employment as they grow up.  In short, this woman gave up a job she enjoyed, to work in conditions she hates, in order for her family to have opportunities she never could.

Long after I wrote her note and sent her on her way, my Vietnamese patient lingered in my mind.  Interestingly, the more I thought the more I realized she did fit into a stereotype, although I had placed her in the wrong one.  Perhaps it is partially true to think that many Vietnamese immigrants are nail technicians.  But I think the better way to look at immigrants, in all flavors, is with the lens of selfless hope they often bring with them, rather than the employment circumstances they often find themselves in.  She, like the most tremendous among us, gave up her life goals in order to propel her family into a new socioeconomic class.  That to me doesn’t fit the image the media promotes for immigrants, but rather the image I think of when I see working class mothers struggling for their family’s sake.  And I think that stereotype, an example of the best that people have to offer, is a stereotype I can live with. 

Supergirl AU

Cat Grant knows her assistants are cheating, she just doesn’t know how yet.

She even knows the exact date it started almost two years ago, when suddenly her constant stream of incompetent aides began to improve, to last longer. All her life her assistants have been barely adequate, but for some reason the last handful have gotten sharper and sharper. 

It’s been three weeks with this new one and, while his performance within CatCo is lackluster at best, he has yet to make a single mistake with her coffee or food orders. And if there is one thing Cat values more than all else its what she consumes; she spends all day creating media for the consumption of millions so what she herself takes in is of the highest priority.

This week she had a stress headache and she sent him off with a screech to get her some sustenance. Now she had very low expectations for this, so imagine her surprise when he comes back with a perfectly made bacon wrapped hamburger (her headache guilty pleasure) and a medium latte with just a dash of cinnamon. 

There is no way on Earth that this Witt fellow should know about that. Her guilty pleasures are closely guarded secrets, and Cat Grant has never explicitly told anyone about her infatuation with bacon and cinnamon (both separate and together). And yet when she needed it the most, he just happens to get it exactly right. This assistant hasn’t even made it a month yet; there’s no way he knows this is a weakness of hers.

Which means there’s a snitch somewhere feeding answers to her assistants.

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The whole “married with kids” ending wouldn’t even be so bad if there was actual romantic development with the endgame couples. But coupling some popular ships, usually where only the woman expressed her love, and letting the fans make this cobweb of every moment that can pass as romantic is unfair. It’s not our job to pinpoint when they might’ve started falling in love. Show some flirting, a proposal, a kiss or something.

Learn from Fullmetal Alchemist!!! It’s the perfect example of shonen manga nailing the “married with kids” ending!

Broke University Hoe Skin Care *revised*

I posted a weekly skin care routine but as I am about to return to university and be broke again, I wanted to create this same routine for a broke university student with no bath tub and no $$.

- Get a decently sized bucket and fill it with warm-hot water.

- Mix some coconut oil and white/ brown sugar into a bowl while you’re waiting for the bucket to fill up. Put some coconut oil on the tips of your hair and put your hair up. (A tub of Omega Nutrition virgin Coconut Oil is less than $10 at grocery stores. Look in the organic foods section or the cooking oil section).

- Place your feet in the bucket and use your coconut oil + sugar mixture to exfoliate your legs/ anywhere else you think needs exfoliating (i.e elbows, stomach area, face etc.) If you have a vagina please DO NOT put this mixture anywhere in, on, or near it. If you’re using brown sugar don’t use it on our face because it’s too coarse. Again, if you have crusty ass feet, you’ll need to give some extra love when exfoliating and maybe use a foot file on your heels. Once you’re feeling smooth, get a wash cloth and wipe off your legs.

- Now they should feel very smooth and oily because of the mixture, so you won’t need to put anything extra on them when you go to shave. Using a “men’s” razor works 100x better than “women’s” razors and helps you get a closer shave. Coconut oil builds up in and dulls razors so you will only get about 1-2 good uses per razor. With that in mind, use cheap disposable razors! They literally work the exact same, if not better, than those expensive ass Venus Breeze pieces of crap. Just because they aren’t featured in a commercial with a woman dancing around a beach in a curtain, doesn’t mean they don’t do the exact same damn job. I really recommend waxing pubic areas because the hair grows back so slowly, but waxing can be fairly expensive so if you’re shaving just make sure that you use plain coconut oil and shave DOWN to prevent ingrowns. ALSO if you plan on having sex then you need to THOROUGHLY wash your business after you shave because OILS OF ANY KIND DETERIORATE CONDOMS AND CAN LEAD TO BREAKS OR TEARS. Please be safe.

- Dump out the bucket of water and rinse it. Get in the shower and shampoo your hair root to tip to get the excess coconut oil out and massage your scalp well to get the circulation going (promotes hair growth). Put conditioner on your tips and leave it for about 2+ minutes. While the conditioner is in put some body wash on a wash cloth and wash off all the oil and dirt from your body. If you have a vagina, wait until all the soap is rinsed off of you and then thoroughly (BUT GENTLY) wash your vulva either with your fingers or another wash cloth that has no soap on it. If you still feel like you need to use soap just make sure it’s as natural as possible and UNSCENTED.

- Dry off and lotion your body, I use cocoa butter because it makes me smell like an island goddess but whatever lotion you like to use works. Queen Helene Cocoa Butter is like less than $5 so it’s definitely affordable and you can get it at Walmart.

- Keep an old tooth brush handy and put some of your left over coconut oil + sugar mixture on it and scrub your lips to get all the dead and dry skin off. The only thing worse than scaly lips while getting freaky is bad breath so brush your teeth as well if you haven’t already lmao. Massage aloe vera into your scalp and apply A SMALL AMOUNT of argon oil to your tips. Aloe Vera has actually made my hair grow so fast it’s unbelievable and one of my followers said that argon oil is a natural heat protectant so I’m about to stock up. Banana Boat Aloe Vera after sun gel is around $5 and you can get Live Clean Argon Oil at Walmart for roughly $11. Argon Oil also brightens your skin so you can apply a small amount to your face as well.


This was probably the greatest I’ve ever felt after taking care of my skin and hair! My original post was almost identical and just as inexpensive but I just wanted my fellow university people out there to know that you can treat yourself even while you’re on a budget. Regardless of the products you’re using, following the pattern of soaking, exfoliating, *shaving- optional*, washing, and lotioning will leave you feeling great!

xo

I don’t know if I can speak for all of us on this, but it’s not about the awards. It’s about the fact that we are all actors who love our job and get to do a show that we really care about and that has touched people, like the Clone Club. [Like when] a 40-year-old woman comes up to me and says, ‘Cosima let me finally come out, I’ve known since I was 2 and I can come out now.’ That’s the stuff that actually means something. I think it’s the reason you do your job and we’re so lucky to get to do it.
—  Tatiana Maslany talking about Clone Club for EW
GOT7 working at McDonalds

Jackson: cashier. hates his job but gives 110% in everything he does. gets in trouble for letting kids pick out what toy comes with their kids meal, and if the kid is really cute he gives them two. doesn’t believe in charging senior citizens so the old women who come in love him because he always gives them something free off the menu. does bad impressions for customers. one time a couple got into a fight in front of him while ordering and he gave them counseling for 5 minutes. they ended up breaking up and the girl came back and asked him out. started crying when mark accidentally got punched by a customer.

Jaebum: assistant manager. (but might as well be the manager because the real manager is either A.) napping in the back or B.) doesn’t come in at all.) has only been working there for 4 months but everyone is so incompetent he shot up the work chain. knows jackson is giving away food but the last time he tried to stop him one of the old ladies ‘accidentally’ tripped him with their cane. takes chicken nuggets home with him and then blames yugyeom for the shortage. he knows its not real chicken but hey! hes on a budget damn it! waited a good 5 minutes before finally stopping jinyoung from assaulting a customer. secretly applied for the manager position at gap and waiting for their call.

Mark: custodian/busboy. gets in trouble for listening to music while busing the tables. doesn’t really mind his job because of the free food and his fast metabolism. gets hit on by nearly every person that comes in but never hears any of it because of his earphones. carpools with jinyoung ever since he nearly got ran over in the parking lot when he used his skateboard to get to work. almost missed the fight between jinyoung and a customer and incidentally got punched in the commotion. threw up after a kid threw up in front of him, jaebum made him clean up both pukes.

Bambam: drive thru. hates his job but hey, these Salvatore Ferragamo shoes won’t pay for themselves! had to work drive thru because he will be damned if he’s going to risk a grease burn over some fries. dabs to the music customers have playing in their cars. says “oh shit man! turn that up!” about 5x a day. has been shared on twitter A LOT. mocks jaebum’s chin when he gets in trouble. got caught by jaebum giving a girl his number and free fries. the girl came back around asking for jb’s number and he shut the window in her face. caught the video of mark getting punched and posted it on twitter.

Youngjae: cashier. employee of the month every other month because Jackson can’t be it all the time. gets picked up from his shift by his older cousin. nearly dropped kicked yugyeom once for flirting with her. women and dog lovers love him. he gets tipped nearly every day but never tells anyone. he’s collected more than 500 in tips alone. sees kids ask for a water cup and get soda but says nothing. threw a tray at the guys head when he accidentally punched mark. is lowkey addicted to the hashbrowns but jaebum doesn’t say anything cause youngjae threatened to tell yugyeom who has really been taking the chicken nuggets.

Jinyoung: drive thru cashier. used to be a cashier for the front counter but a rude customer smacked a drink out of his hand and he jumped across the counter and almost caught a case. only got this job because his dad insisted he build a work ethic. “Hi, can I have a McFlurry?” “I’m sorry our machine is broken.” “Hi, can I have a pancake platter?” “Sorry we stop serving breakfast at 10.” “but your menu says all day?” “did i fucking stutter? who’s gonna serve you, the menu or me?”  once had a woman ask him for a three layer burrito and he threw his headset out of the window. 

Yugyeom: fry cook. accidentally deep fried his phone once. talks shit about jaebum’s bum lip when he gets in trouble. sneaks in paper with a link to his dance videos into bags. whipped out his phone and yelled ‘WORLD STAR’ when jinyoung fought that guy. only started working at that mcdonalds cause chris brown got a big mac from there in 2014. his friends always come to visit him at work and it annoys the shit out of jaebum so he insists they visit him at least once a week. tries to get his schedule as close as a match to Youngjae’s so he can check out his cousin. puts videos of bambam getting rejected at the window on snapchat.

smile with me (you make me begin)

Originally posted by berry852

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook/Reader
Genre: Smut, Comedy, Angst, Fluff
Word Count: 30,587
Warnings: cursing/cussing, sexual content, exhibitionism, orgasm denial, unprotected sex, past bullying, past abusive relationship, mentions of drug usage, mentions of depression, anxiety attacks, self-harm

SUMMARY
First, there were hot tongues and meaningless moans, anger and grudges hidden behind sex. Then, there were laughter and inside jokes, fleeting kisses and warm gazes trapped in time.
Jungkook has never known love before, but if he has to define it, he’s sure that love is everything he feels for her.

AUTHOR’S NOTE
for the sake of the story, BTS’s ages are ambiguous. however, 95 line are still the same age, and jungkook/reader are the same age as well. jimin and taehyung will be in their third year of college, while jungkook and the reader in their first. hoseok and namjoon are also in their last year.
the reader/female character will always just be referred to as she/her/the girl. any other female character (the reader’s roommate) will be referred to using their name (or in this case, “her roommate”).
P.S. ALSO EXCUSE THE SMUT THX
P.P.S. if you’ve ever read the overwhelming light surrounding us, see if you can catch my little reference ;)
P.P.P.S. thanks @sydist for reading the whole thing and sorting out the plot with me, @thules for making sure the smut’s okay, and @trbld-writer for encouraging me to write this!


The winter air is colder today; Jungkook shoves his fingers into the pocket of his jeans. He quickly strides forward, breathing ragged as white mist dances before his lips; his camera slams against his chest as he breaks into a run.

He has always enjoyed winter. There’s something about the serenity of the season—a time littered with sprinkles of hope, joy, and laughter—that somehow always manages to warm his heart. His fondest memories are born during this time of year, images of a chocolate fondue, his smiling older brother, and giant Christmas presents tucked neatly into the corner of his mind.

His camera bounces as he halts abruptly, and he pushes through the doors of the coffee shop.

“Jungkookie! You’re back!”

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I wonder if the people who believe that Bruce Wayne’s sole contribution to society is sulking on rooftops and beating up bad guys are aware that in the DCAU Bruce actually owns an apartment complex run by a friendly, kind woman that houses former inmates after they have completed their sentence at Arkham Asylum. Tenants at Wayne Gardens are also eligible for a program that helps them locate jobs, including positions at Wayne Enterprises. 

Look, you’ll get no argument from me that at times Batman can be far, far more abrasive and rude than necessary, and there have been adaptions where writers depict him as a macho, hate-fueled machine motivated by his disgust towards the criminals he enjoys beating to the point of hospitalization (rather or not those depictions are accurate portrayals of the character or revenge fantasies on the writer’s part is the subject of another post entirely). 

But to me, that’s not what Batman stands for. To me, Batman is a symbol of hope and survival and second chances, and Bruce Wayne’s charitable organizations and efforts towards improving Gotham City are an extension of that. Bruce doesn’t just retreat into the luxury of his manor during the daytime and turn a blind eye to societal problems in Gotham that create the very criminals he fights on a nightly basis–no, he works to improve those conditions so that desperate people don’t have to turn to crime in order to support themselves or their loved ones.  

Bruce doesn’t want the front doors at Arkham Asylum to be a never-ending revolving door of the same individuals finishing their sentences only to return and start again because they fall back into old behaviors–no, he wants to provide those recently-released from Arkham with resources and treatment so they’re given the option to start new lives rather than being thrust back onto the streets with nowhere else to go but their former lives of crime. 

It’s easy to get distracted by the more exciting aspects of the Batman universe–the costumes, the villains, the awesome Batmobiles–but it’s also important to realize that a lot of the work Bruce Wayne does to help improve Gotham doesn’t take place inside the Batcave. 

The whole bullshit about not knowing what customers are going through can rot in a hole. What about us?

“Your apron is filthy! You need to go home and wash it now!!” She had the most disgusted face. My shift moved me off the floor before I snapped because oh yes ill just go home to the damn tent I was living in at the time. My family got to do laundry once a month. That woman can go Fuck right the hell off god damn it.


“Smile! Its so early, you have a bright day ahead of you!!” :DDDDD

This, at about 6am, just seven hours after all three of my brothers had been crushed between two cars by a drunk driver. My phone was dead, I had no way to get to where my family was staying, I had no idea if my brothers were even alive at this point. And I had to force a smile through tears and a complete and utter deadness on the inside? On no sleep, and working three jobs during that time? Burn in hell.

When I was a customer during those times I was so fucking polite to everyone. Honestly I wasn’t really feeling much of anything but the fact that my god damned life depended on customers being happy with my service? No, not okay. Working customer service during the worst years of my life really fucking damaged me. It’ll damage anyone, really.

I guess I’m just a much bigger bitch now. That’s okay. And my brothers are (mostly) fine. One has a limp, and the other had his legs crushed, and we live in an apartment now, so…

I might make an offhanded comment to a regular about it or someone will hear me talking about it and they’re completely flabbergasted o had been homeless. It always pissed me off. I can not believe people didn’t notice the bags under my eyes, my short temper, the low drawl I had from exhaustion. Yeah, there’s a reason I’m always there, buddy, its cause I literally had no where else to go.

Hey kiddos, if y'all are going through something, keep fighting. Poverty, or illness, disability or shit even just college. Whatever it is. Those customers, and your shitty managers? They can Fuck right off. Please just keep yourselves safe, and know that someone out there is rooting for you

Voltron Fanfic Recommendations #1

For anyone that knows me, I read fanfics like I breathe air. I read fics from many fandoms including Harry Potter (the granddaddy of fandoms), Gravity Falls, Merlin, Miraculous Ladybug, Welcome to Night Vale, and more. Crossovers included. Since I discovered Voltron, I was pleased to discover quite the thriving fan fiction community behind it. I have read so, so many Voltron fics. My only criteria for liking a fic is that the story and grammar have to be decent. That’s it. Most of these will probably be Klance (Keith + Lance) because everyone and their freaking dog ships it, but I like Gen fics too. I might also add fics from other ships too, but we’ll just see what happens. Also, there’s going to be a lot of long fics on this list. I really like to read.

So here ya go…

Alternate Universe (AU) - Includes modern, college age, high school, coffee shop, fantasy, mermaids, etc. so on and so forth…

(M) The Quilted Lion by geewillikers (@gurlskylark) - (97,262 words) - Keith is stuck in New York City barely making ends meet so he and Pidge can live in a decent part of the city close to her university. They scrape by on the illegal winnings Keith makes in street boxing matches, but his manager, Shiro, decides that it’s time Keith gets a side job. He’s whisked into The Quilted Lion café owned by the woman Shiro’s been fawning over for over a year, only to find that he has more to worry about than his lack of magic and cooking skills–There’s a waiter at The Quilted Lion who is entirely Keith’s cup of tea. Klance and Shallura. (Restaurant/College/Boxing AU)

(T) Nothing’s Quite as Sweet by dimpleforyourthoughts and thebrotherswinchester - (50,370 words) - Keith is a barista who hates his job. Lance works at the cat shelter across the street. Klance. (College/Coffee Shop AU)

Canon Universe

(T) Objects in Motion (When Unbalanced) by Mytay @thisgirlhastales - (37,701 words) - Lance and Keith are constantly being mistaken for a couple. Lance is highly offended. Keith is quietly outraged.Pidge decides if she can’t have peace, then she can write an epic scientific dissertation on the romantic failings of two exceptionally dense paladins. Klance. (I laughed so much when reading this. One of my faves.)

(T) Like a Bolt from the Blue by Mytay @thisgirlhastales - (5646 words) - Keith has a near-death experience, but he’s actually pretty okay afterwards — he considers it all part of the Paladin calling. Lance, on the other hand, is wrecked by it, and so he trains his butt off to ensure that Keith will never die on his watch. (A nice short fic in which Keith watches Lance training and is pleasantly surprised. Feelings occur.)

(T) Time out of Mind by aknightley - (27,849 words) - Keith and Lance wake up married. In the future.

Looks Awesome So Far… (Incomplete Fics)

(G) Ghost of the Future and (G) Shadow of the Past by wittyy_name and Zizzani - Lance and Lance from one year in the future switch places in a time travel accident. Each fic is seen from the POV of a different timeline, they are a direct mirror of each other. Really, really good so far.

So this is what I have for my list so far. I will post another fic rec list soon. This doesn’t even crack the surface of all the amazing fics out there that I have read. These are just the ones I’ve read recently. 

So go forth and read my minions.

lesbiain-deactivated20170309  asked:

marsha p johnson wasn't a transwoman, he was a gender non conforming gay man/drag queen, he even said (shortly before his death no less) 'i am a man' like you don't have to strip gay men (especially dead ones, which is incredibly insensitive) of their identities to make a point :/

Miss thing I know the tumblr feminists you hang around with get hyped up on kilos of sherm and bathsalts before they type into this putrid site and whatnot but I am not the one. Marsha was a pre-op transsexual and she wanted to transition, but due to poverty, the criminalization of prostitution, her deteriorating mental health, antiblackness, homophobia, and transmisogyny, she could not. Trans identity politics did not exist in the united states when she was alive as they exist today (because things evolve) and she described her transition in ways that would be considered controversial on tumblr dot com but they ought to be acknowledged. Interesting enough, tumblr feminists like your ilk and some trans activists here both have that refusal to acknowledge complex history in common. You people always want to deny parts of her existence to fit your compartmentalized narratives. Trust me you’re not much better or different than your imagined enemies so jot that down.

Moving on, Marsha was a transsexual woman and she described her biological sex as being male (a trans person describing themselves in this way wasn’t considered as much of a controversial act back then as it is now). She called herself a woman and a man (referring to how she described her sex or lack of access to HORMONES AND SURGERY), and it is clear that her existence was one rife with transmisogynoir and hostility due to her engagement in prostitution so she could have money to support herself and to fund her transition, which, sadly, didn’t happen because of, in part, the very same sentiments expressed in this dumb ass message u sent me girl. She experienced violence in the same patterns as any other transsexual woman in prostitution. Read Viviane Namaste to learn more about how transsexual women specifically are most at risk for violence that results in death when they engage in prostitution.

From Rapping with a Street Transvestite Revolutionary, an interview originally done by Bob Kohler on August 20, 1990, reprinted in Out of the Closets: Voices of Gay Liberation. Can be read in full here for free.

Kohler: When you hustle on 42nd Street, do they know you’re a transvestite, or do they think you’re a woman? Or does it depend? 

Marsha: Some of them do and some of them don’t, because I tell them. I say, “It’s just like a grocery store; you either shop or you don’t shop.” Lots of times they tell me, “You’re not a woman!” I say, “I don’t know what I am if I’m not a woman.” They say, “Well, you’re not a woman.” They say “Let me see your cunt.” I say, “Honey, let me tell you something.” I say “You can either take it or leave it,” because, see, when I go out to hustle I don’t particularly care whether I get a date or not. If they take me, they got to take me as I want ‘em to take me. And if they want to go up my dress, I just charge them a little extra, and the price just goes up and up and up and up. And I always get all of my money in advance, that’s what a smart transvestite does. I don’t ever let them tell me, “I’ll pay you after the job is done.” I say I want it in advance. Because no woman gets paid after their job is done. If you’re smart, you get the money first.

Kohler: What about the term “drag queen?” People in STAR prefer to use the term “transvestite.” Can you explain the difference? 

Marsha: A drag queen is one that usually goes to a ball, and that’s the only time she gets dressed up. Transvestites live in drag. A transsexual spends most of her life in drag. I never come out of drag to go anywhere. Everywhere I go I get all dressed up. A transvestite is still like a boy, very manly looking, a feminine boy. You wear drag here and there. When you’re a transsexual, you have hormone treatments and you’re on your way to a sex change, and you never come out of female clothes.

Kohler: You’d be considered a pre-operative transsexual then? You don’t know when you’d be able to go through the sex change? 

Marsha: Oh, most likely this year. I’m planning to go to Sweden. I’m working very hard to go. 

Kohler: It’s cheaper there than it is at Johns Hopkins? 

Marsha: It’s $300 for a change, but you’ve got to stay there a year.

She wanted to transition. She planned to transition. She was a pre-op transsexual woman and a drag performer. Tryda disrespect a dead black woman in my inbox again girl and I implore you not to come for me if you glean all of your politics off your dashboard and sleazy wordpress blogs.

MONSTA X MAFIA AU

History:
Founded by Shownu and Wonho in the year 20xx, the Montella Family is a mafia organization in Seoul. They had been under the Stellanave family for a long time until the boss and underboss had a dispute that resulted in the division of the family which caused the family to fall apart. The Montella family chose not to side to anyone claiming that they do not serve any boss but instead they served the family. Those who shared their views joined the family and became an independent family. Their dealings range from smuggling to assassination. They have a few alliances in other families in Seoul like Banlidiche family, Seveno family, and Gotillon family. There are seven original members of this family that operated on their own while they were still getting started until their family grew.

Rules:
1. Do not kill unless it is absolutely necessary
2. Do not disclose information about the family to anyone outside of it
3. No one shall start any disputes amongst the members
4. All the operations must go through the boss or the underboss first
5. Should any member break any of the rules, they shall be given appropriate punishments


Members:

SHOWNU

As one of the founder, Shownu became the boss by default. He is in charge of all the decision makings in the family. He comes off as a quiet boss but everyone in the family knows better than to disobey him. He does not show or demonstrate his authority causing the other six to be so relaxed around him and makes the rest of the family sometimes wonder if he really is the boss. But the original members make sure that everybody knows Shownu holds all the authority.

Shownu sits on a couch inside his office. In front of him is a glass table full of papers waiting to be read and go through. He massages his temples and takes a sip of his coffee. He picks up one document and reads it. It is a proposal for a whore house in the third district. He raises his left eyebrow upon reading it.

Who in the world sent this? Everybody knows I don’t do human trafficking.

He reaches for his phone and is about to call for his underboss when the door suddenly opens.

“Oh Wonho, I was just about to call you.”

Wonho looks at him, confused.

He raises the document and shakes it lightly.

“Do you know who sent this? It’s a proposal for a whore house. We don’t do this kind of business.”

“Really? Probably one of those assholes from Gendena. I heard they’re sending those kinds of proposals all over. You’re not obliged to reply to them though. Someone probably did already.”

“Oh is that so? Well, that’s all,” Shownu dismissively says.

“I actually came here to tell you something.”

Shownu just looks at him, a signal for Wonho to continue.

“I’m afraid we have a problem. The Banlidiche family seems like they have a traitor. All the documents about our joint gambling house in the second district is gone.”

“That really is a problem. Do they have an idea on who is this traitor is.”

“Not at all.”

“That’s a bigger problem.”

“What do we do now?”

Shownu thinks for a moment until he suddenly gets an idea.

“Well, we have someone who could sniff out clues.”

Wonho smiles.

“Of course of course. How could I forget? I’ll go talk to him.”

Wonho is out of the door before Shownu could reply, but not even a minute later he peaks in the doorway.

“He hates the term sniff out, by the way. It sounds like he’s a dog.”

Shownu laughs.

WONHO

Co-founder of the family. He gave the role of the boss to Shownu because he believes he can’t handle that much power and responsibility, but he was willing to assist Shownu thus he became an underboss. He is the one who puts all of Shownu’s decisions into actions. He controls all their dealings, business, and operations. He is often teased by the original members except for Shownu but they also love and respect him as much as Shownu.

Wonho gets out of Shownu’s office and goes down the stairs. He goes straight to the kitchen to find who he’s looking for but is surprised when he does not find him there. He reaches for his phone to call him but completely forgot it when he saw the text message he received.

Eyey, heard Banlidiche’s got a snake and this one is sliii-ck. Second district already lost a million. Whatchu. whatchu gonna do?~

“Damn it,” he mutters in frustration and dials the sender’s number.

“Hello hello baby, you called I can’t hear a thing,” a voice from the other line answers.

“Min. This is no time to be joking around.”

“I really can’t hear anything. The house is so noisy. Lemme go outside first”

“Says the one who seemed like he swallowed a speaker.”

“I’m outside now. And I heard that but I won’t get mad because there are other things to worry about.”

“What was that text all about Min?”

“Exactly as I put it. This house already lost a million.”

“Would you care to elaborate?”

“Well, some group waltz in and they suddenly beat all the bets and took our money.”

“Are they still there?”

“Yup, they’re still taking some more.”

“Shit. Keep an eye on them. I’ll send in our boys now.”

“Wait. I don’t think the snake is here. You wouldn’t think that snake would go here immediately after his snakery right?”

“Snakery? Is that even a word?”

“Right?” Minhyuk emphasizes the word.

“Right,” Wonho concededly replies.

“Right,” Minhyuk repeats. “So I think the people here are his accomplices somehow. But we don’t want to act yet because they’ll know it’s trouble when we walk in~ and might blow our chances.”

“You’re right. But keep an eye for them anyway.”

“‘Kay. Say hi to daddy Shownu for me. His baby misses him.”

“Too much information Minhyuk. Why don’t you tell him that yourself.”

“Because I want him to miss me too.”

Wonho rolls his eyes.

“Whatever Minhyuk. Just do your job.”

MIHYUK

Minhyuk’s hair might not be big but he knows everything about everyone. He likes to get random jobs everywhere to get information about anything even if it doesn’t concern their family. But he believes that any information is relevant. His way of getting information is a bit odd for others but he enjoys it because he gets to experiences different jobs and encounters different people. He also thinks that his way is unsuspicious and that no one would suspect him as a member of a mafia.
People often take him as another gossiper but tend to trust him so easily because of his angelic face. He loves his members a lot though he loves Shownu a little bit more. 

Minhyuk puts his phone down and places it inside his pocket. He heads for the gambling table where their target is playing poker. He observes them for a moment and notices that the player’s card seemed a little thicker than the normal cards.

Double huh.

He moves from the opponent’s side to the target’s and slowly approaches one of his companions, a woman wearing a knee length red dress.

“I was wondering what the crowd was all about and damn he’s good,” he starts. “Is he your husband? You must be getting luxuries.”

The woman looks at their suspiciously but then he smiles and he sees the woman soften.

“Oh no no. I’m just his glorified secretary.”

“Why glorified?”

“I’m just another of one of his side girls. Capos like him get all the girls in the district since the bosses and under bosses are too busy making money.”

Bingo. But he still gotta play it cool.

He pretends to look confused and the woman laughs.

“Ah sorry. You wouldn’t understand.”

“Oh okay. But he’s not your husband?”

“No.”

He stays for a few moments as not to seems suspicious, he makes comments every now and then to see if the woman can give any more information but when he feels like there isn’t anymore the woman can provide, he excuses himself telling her that he must get back to his cleaning job.

He decides to head back to the headquarters when his phone rings. He groans in frustration when he sees the caller ID.

Looks like I won’t be getting in daddy’s arms anytime soon.

“What?” he answers.

“I heard what happened. Wonho told me to call you.”

“Yeah. Looks like one of Bandiliche’s capo built a little gang. You heading there?”

“Yup. Are you still in the house?”

“Uh huh. I suppose Wonho told you to tell me to not leave yet.”

“He indeed did.”

Minhyuk groans in frustration again.

“Calm down Minhyuk. You’ll see Shownu soon. We’ll make this quick okay?”

“Fine. But you’ll have to bake me cupcakes when you get home,” Minhyuk whines.

“Alright alright.”

“Yes! I love you Kihyunnie.”

KIHYUN

Kihyun was a former detective who quit his job after he found out about the corruption within his department. He joined the Montella family thinking that he might as well do it in the right place if he’s going to do dirty work. He is in charge of investigating issues within the family like unsupervised assassination, stolen money from their stash, and unusual activities in their business.

Kihyun sits on the passenger seat of their car, listening to some random song the driver put on while looking at the passing scenes outside the window.

“We’re here sir,” he hears the driver say.

Kihyun immediately got out of the car and entered the massive building the car stopped in front of. A guy in black welcomes him and leads him to an office. He sees a man lying on the couch with a book covering his face when he enters the office.

“You may go now,” the man says to the guy in black.

When the guy is out the door the man sits up and looks at Kihyun.

“I’m surprised you have time to laze around when we’re almost going bankrupt,” Kihyun says to the man.

“Bullshit. One gambling house won’t affect our profits. Both of our profits. Your underboss just likes overreacting,” the man replies.

“Fair point. But I’ll have you know that Wonho doesn’t like overreacting. He just wants to be safe than sorry. Unlike you, Yoongi,” Kihyun fires

“Well do I have to apologize for being laid back Kihyun?” Yoongi fires back.

“Now now, no need to be so aggressive. I only came here to do my job,” Kihyun says.

Yoongi just stares at him for a while before his stoic face breaks into a smile. Kihyun smiles back. Yoongi stands up from the couch and leads Kihyun outside.

“So, how’s it going on your side?” Kihyun asks.

“Seokjin is still working on the CCTVs but seems like this one’s very clever. Hoseok is also asking around.”

“Uh huh. You should really work on the supervision on your capos. They could strike any time.”

Yoongi rolls his eyes at him.

“Right. So here’s the room that the document was stored,” He leads Kihyun in a room full of shelves. “And here’s the where the document was.” He points to a middle shelf.

Kihyun goes to the shelf and opens it. He sees that there is an evident blank space between the two documents. He looks around the room some more and sees a photocopying machine.

“You really shouldn’t store a photo copying machine inside a room full of confidential documents.”

“You think we don’t know that? That one’s already busted. Some idiot used it incorrectly and…”

Yoongi trailed off when he sees Kihyun looking at him with absolute horror.

“What?” Yoongi asks him.

“Yoongi why?” Kihyun says before rushing to the photocopying machine.

“Shit. Don’t tell me…”

“That idiot who busted this was no idiot. He stole another document and photo copied the gambling documents to cover it up.”

“Fuck!”

Kihyun suddenly started opening random shelves and going through documents.

“What are you doing?” Yoongi asks

“Finding the original document for the gambling house. He should have placed it in whatever document he stole as a replacement.”

Yoongi nods before helping Kihyun to find the said documents. After a few minutes of scouring and rummaging. Yoongi suddenly cursed out loud.

“Shit!”

“Have you found it?”

“Yes, and it’s the documents for the imprisonment and release of the Raveeno family’s boss”

“Oh my god. Why would you keep a document for release?”

“Well, you never know when you’re gonna be needing them.”

Yoongi’s phone rang before Kihyun could say anything.

Kihyun watches as Yoongi’s facial expression morphed from worried to glee. He puts the phone down and smiles at Kihyun.

“We found the man,”

“Well I supposed our job here is done?”

“C'mon this is a whole family we’re dealing with. And don’t you want to create destruction together? Like old times? The world would love to see your Beauty and Beast and our Three Musketeers together again.”

Kihyun chuckles. “Go talk to Shownu then.”

HYUNGWON

Hyungwon is part of the assassination unit called “The Beauty and the Beast” His style of assassination is the quiet assassination wherein he charms his target and lures them to their doom. The family sends in Hyungwon for assassinations that is a one-person target.

Hyungwon enters the bar and scans the place for his target, the son and heir to a major conglomerate in Seoul. He sees him sitting on one of the stools on the counter. He makes his way to the counter and sits three stools away from his target. He motions for the bartender to get his drink serve while observing his target. Hyungwon picks up that he isn’t much of a heavy drinker and only chooses light drinks. He motions for the bartender again and tells him to make the strongest drink for his target. Once done, the bartender gives the drink to the heir. When he confusedly looks at the bartender, the bartender points to Hyungwon.

The conglomerate’s son looks at him and Hyungwon gives a smile before standing up and sitting directly beside him.

“You look like you could use some strong punch. You look a little down,” he starts.

He looks at Hyungwon, baffled, and speaks.

“I’m sorry. But I don’t swing that way.”

Hyungwon laughs.

“Really now. A guy offers you a drink and you think he’s trying to hit on you. That’s a little bit judgemental of you.”

The guy’s face turns red, clearly flustered by Hyungwon’s comment.

“I didn’t mean to give any offense. It’s just…”

“Just?”

“No. Nevermind. But I can’t drink this.”

“Awww… I thought you didn’t mean to give any offense. You’re giving one now. An offer being rejected is a sign of offense right?”

He looks at Hyungwon one more time and Hyungwon looks back at him, he moves a little closer to his target all the while looking at him in the eyes.

“Please?”

The heir pulls back from the proximity and finally drinks the drink Hyungwon offered him. Hyungwon smiles and engages him into a conversation, roping his target to drink more. Once Hyungwon was sure that the heir is completely drunk, he offers a ride back home to which his target unconciously agreed to. Hyungwon drives him to his apartment and fishes out the keys from his pockets. He carried the conglomerate’s son to his room and lays him in bed.

Well, don’t want to make this messy.

He pulls out a small bottle from pocket, uncaps the bottle, and pours the liquid in to his target’s mouth.

“Sweet dreams.”

On his way back to his own apartment, his phone starts to ring.

“What is it?” he asks the caller.

“Where are you?”

“On my way back to my place. Why?”

“The family needs their Beauty. We have some enemies to eliminate.”

“I literally just finished a job Wonho. I just want to sleep and rest forever.”

“This one’s isn’t a job. It’s a family obligation.”

Hyungwon sighs in resignation.

JOOHEON

“The Beast” in the Montella’s assassination unit. Unlike Hyungwon, Jooheon likes to go loud. Under The Beauty and The Beast is a group Jooheon formed called MonX. They are a group of trained assassins under Jooheon’s wing and assists Jooheon in his assissnations. The family assigns Jooheon and the MonX to do assassination that involves a lot of people like government parties or other families.

Jooheon and the MonX wait in front of the gambling house for Minhyuk’s signal. He was told that Minhyuk is to make everyone vacate the house except for the snake’s accomplices. Minhyuk would then give Jooheon the signal for his group to storm the place and put the snake’s accomplices in their right places.

Why is he taking so long?

Jooheon apparently spoke too soon because the moment he finished the thought the house’s doors suddenly opened and people are coming outside.

What the fuck?

“Do we go now, boss?” One of the MonX says.

“Wait,”

He sees Minhyuk coming out as well and heading towards them.

“Well? What are you waiting for?” Minhyuk asks him when he gets to them.

“What are you doing? The way you’re vacating people is so obvious.”

“Heonie. Whatever way I vacate people will be obvious because the place will become empty as fuck and they will notice that they’re the only ones inside. There was really no way to be inconspicuous y'know.”

“What did you do then?”

“Led them to a private room. Told them that the “master player,” he quotes in the air, “wants to play with them.”

“And they believed you just like that?”

“I’m not a member of this family for nothing Heon.”

Jooheon smiles at him.

“You’re right.”

He looks at his group, “Let’s do this boys”

They storm the building and heads straight towards the private room and immediately began their onslaught. Jooheon realizes something after the room is all red.

“Damn. I forgot to leave one of them to ask where the snake is.”

“Don’t worry,” Minhyuk assures him. “Our baby will handle it.”

CHANGKYUN

Changkyun is the hacker of the group who is in charge of all things machine related, from fabricating a CCTV record to tracking down a person, he could do it just be sitting in front of his computer. He is the youngest in the family so the members spoil him to death.

Changkyun stares at his computer screen, watching red dots appear all over it. He enters a code on his keyboard and presses enter and the red dots begin to disappear one by one.

Now he just needs to wait.

He hears a knock on his door and stands up from his chair to open it. He is greeted by a smiling Kihyun holding up a lunchbox.

“Hyung,” he greets

“How is it going Kyunnie?”

“I managed to trace all the coordinates Jin-hyung sent me for all the CCTVs that registered the guy’s face. I’m just waiting for the coordinates of the CCTV the guy’s face recently registered to.”

“Huh. Those red dots are the CCTVs?”

“Yep.”

Kihyun looks at the huge screen then back at Changkyun.

“You must be hungry this has been a long day. Minhyuk just got back from the house with Jooheon and made me bake cupcakes. Now everyone is having a tea party down stairs.”

“I’d like to join but my job isn’t done.”

“I know that’s why I bought you some cupcakes and join you.”

“You’re the best hyung ever.”

“I know.”

The two of them silently sit in front of the computer screen and watch as the red dot disappear. Changkyun hurriedly swallowed his cupcake when the last dot disappeared, leaving only one. Kihyun practically run out the room, probably to call the other guys.

He enters a few more codes to his keyboard and clicks a few items on his screen and just like that, he’s done.

Six other guys entered the room moments after the manage to pinpoint the location.

“Where is it?” Shownu asks

“Fourth district, block seven, number 9,” he answers.

“Wonho,” he hears Shownu says. “Contact the Bandiliche family. Time to get those snakes taste our venoms.”

I’ve been re-watching Gargoyles because I used to watch it all the time as a kid but I didn’t remember anything about it except that there were gargoyles that were stone during the day and came alive at night. I’m into season 2 now and I can’t help but wonder why more people aren’t talking about the main human character. 

In case you’re not familiar with the show or have forgotten, meet Elisa Maza, New York police officer. Not only is she a good person (she shows again and again that she is dedicated to upholding the law and doing what is just and fair for all involved) but she’s also pretty badass. 

She doesn’t always have the brute strength to beat her enemies in hand-to-hand combat (though she can put up quite a fight) but she makes up for it tenfold with her sharp wit. She’s very good at using her surroundings to her advantage, tracking down criminals, and figuring out the plans of the various villains and magical creatures she and her gargoyle friends encounter.

She also survived a near-fatal gunshot wound (I won’t say who shot her, in case anyone wants to go back and watch the series) and was itching to get back on the job very soon after.

Some of you may have already picked this up but Elisa, in addition to being a badass, is a mixed-race woman of color. This is most of her family (her mother, father, and brother):

Her mother is African American and her father is Native American. Elisa, her brother Derek, and her sister Beth interact with the parts of their heritage on different levels so the show also explores, to an extent, what life is like for the kids in a multi-racial, mutli-cultural family.

I think it’s kind of sad that she doesn’t get more attention, especially here on tumblr where I’m constantly seeing posts asking for portrayals of strong women of color. Why aren’t we talking about Elisa Maza?