distracting messages

So this is legit the message Trump left at the Holocaust memorial in Israel -

- and, yeah.

One Republican official, who requested anonymity in order to speak freely, said after meeting Trump recently he did not think the president had a firm enough grasp on the nuances of the long-running Israeli-Palestinian conflict.

“I don’t think he understands it,” said the official, adding that Trump needed more detailed briefings before leaving on Friday. “I think it’s a very difficult challenge and I hope he’s going to talk to a lot of smart people.”

Conversations with some officials who have briefed Trump and others who are aware of how he absorbs information portray a president with a short attention span.

He likes single-page memos and visual aids like maps, charts, graphs and photos.

National Security Council officials have strategically included Trump’s name in ‘as many paragraphs as we can because he keeps reading if he’s mentioned,’ according to one source, who relayed conversations he had with NSC officials.

[source: Reuters]

“Wow. That is absolutely pathetic. Our President can only understand the world to the extent it involves…himself.”

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Parody Twitter account underscores just why Donald Trump’s Twitter habits are so alarming

  • Trump’s tweets have largely been viewed as a distraction from his message, with White House spokeswoman Kellyanne Conway on Monday calling the media coverage of each tweet an “obsession.”
  • But a biting new Twitter account shows why Trump’s tweets are hardly trivial missives that should be ignored by the press, per Conway’s insistence. Read more (6/5/17)

one reason i put the fact that i’m adhd in my bio is that i want to be clear that my putting two ideas close to each other in no way means those things are related and if you assume that my writing tags about dinner on a picture of flowers means anything more than that i got hungry in the middle of a reblog you’re going to end up reading too much into a whole helluva lot

Guess who’s back - Montgomery de la Cruz

Request: Can I get a Monty imagine? Where they had a short fling then didn’t see each other all summer. Back at school they see each other again and can’t help but have feelings for each other. Ending fluffy plz

Word count: 1173

Pairing: Montgomery de la Cruz x reader

Enjoy! 

Originally posted by knightlley

You were finally back home after two months of travelling through Europe. You had seen the most amazing places like Lisbon and Switzerland. Europe was so much cooler than America, they were more laid back and the cities were more beautiful. You were distracted by all the messaged on your phone when you were unpacking. Everybody wanted to know how your trip wen. You decided to answer them another time. You were tired and went to sleep very early. School started again tomorrow and you couldn’t skip class on day one.

Walking in school felt better than you expected. You were so happy to see everybody again. You had to catch up on so much that happened during the summer and everyone wanted to catch up about your Europe trip.

It was lunch time, when you walked in the cafeteria you saw your group of friends sitting together.

“Y/N! here!” Sheri shouted at you. You smiled and walked towards her. With her were Jess and Justin.

After a couple of minutes more people joined your table including Montgomery de la Cruz.

Before you left you had a one night stand with him after a party. Your ride home bailed on you and you didn’t want to wake your parents so you slept at Montgomery’s house. The one led to the other and before you knew it sex happened. Even tho you were a little drunk it was a night you would never want to forget. The things Monty could with his body were thing you’ve never experienced before. You always thought Montgomery was very hot and you thought he was a really nice guy but since you were leaving you decided to let it be. You left not very long after and didn’t hear from him during your trip. You had to admit you missed him more than your other friends but you didn’t give meaning to the feeling.

Montgomery sat next to you. “Well that’s been a long time!” he says while a smile appears on his face. You had to admit you were weak for Montgomery, even more after what happened. You started to blush.

“You look cute like that.” Montgomery whispers in your ear. You smile even more when suddenly you’re interrupted by Jess.

“Come one y/n tell us everything about Europe!”

So you started to tell about the beaches, the cute cities, the delicious food and the sweet people. You felt Montgomery’s eyes burn into your cheeks but you were too shy to look at him.

“And how were the boys?” Sheri asks. You didn’t know how to answer this question. All this time in Europe you didn’t even look at one guy. They weren’t your type and you didn’t feel the need to look at them? You missed someone else way harder there.

“Meh nothing special.” you say.

“Really? No steamy one night stands?” Jess asks

In the corner of your eye you see Montgomery’s jaw clench. Was he getting jealous?

“I’ll have to disappoint you girls, but no no one night stands.”

Before you knew it the bell rang and you had to get back to class. You had biology, not one of your favourites so you decided so sit at the back of the class. Suddenly you felt your phone vibrate. It was a text from Montgomery.

“Can I see you tonight? 8 pm at my place? –M”

“Why? – y/n”

“Don’t ask so much questions, yes or no? –M”

“Well yess, I guess? –y/n”

“Great! –M”

You lightened up completely even tho it was a little weird. What was he planning and why were you feeling so happy? It was just Montgomery, but maybe that was just the thing.

_

“I’m leaving mom! I’ll be home before 11!” you shout while walking out the door and heading over to Monty’s.

You rang when his mom opened the door. you weren’t expecting that.

“Oh hello miss. I’m y/n. I’m here for Montgomery?”

“Of course! Come in, I think he’s still doing some homework but you can go upstairs if you like? He’s room is the second door on your right.”

Montgomery and homework? That’s a strange combination you thought by yourself but you decided to ignore it and just go upstairs.

When you came at the second door you knocked.

“I’m busy mom!” you heard Montgomery scream

“Well it’s not your mom, can I come in?”

Suddenly a wild Monty appears with a big smile.  “Sorry! Come in.”

“So now tell me, why did you want to see me? I’ve been thinking about the whole day” you ask.

“I really need to tell you something important y/n..” Monty says quietly.

“So shoot?” you say while getting a little nervous. You were wondering about it all day and every time you send him a question about it he just said he would explain it later.

“Well.. so… here it goes..” Monty stutters out.

“God damn it just say it Mont.”

“Okay okay calm down. So what I was trying to say is.. I love you y/n. Everything that happened that night, it meant so much to me. I felt so good with you but since you left I thought I could forget you but seeing you today everything just came back and-“

You didn’t even listen anymore you just crashed your lips against his. Everything he said described perfectly how you felt the entire time. You missed Montgomery but as more as a friend. He was the reason you didn’t look at other guys in Europe.

“I love you too Montgomery.” You whisper your forehead still touching his.

His face lights up and he picks you up while you wrap your legs around his waist and spins you around..

“I’m so happy you feel the same. At lunch when they asked about other boys I started to feel so jealous. The thought of someone else having you made me crazy so I knew I had to tell you.”

“And I’m happy you did.” You smile at Montgomery before you pull him in for a deep passionate kiss.

After, you laid in bed with him cuddling and watching your favourite series. His grip was strong around your waist. It felt like he would never let go of you. He constantly gave you kisses going from your forehead to your neck. You felt so safe in his arms. this was everything you’ve been wanting for the couple months you just didn’t accept the feelings because you thought he had long forgot about you. You texted your mom letting her know you were sleeping somewhere else because you were slowly falling asleep in Montgomery’s arms when suddenly Montgomery started to whisper in your ear.

“y/n?”

“Yes?”

“Will you be my girlfriend?”

“There is nothing I want more in the world right now Montgomery.”

Let me know what you think! 

PS I read the requests, but I’m going to answer after I start working on it! xx

Ankle Biter | 03

pairing: taehyung x reader - single dad! au

warnings/genre: major fluff, major angst, smut eventually I’m sure because of my thirsty ass

summary: You swear that your job sucks, except for the guy who keeps coming in every morning to order himself a black coffee, and his kid a strawberry milk and chocolate muffin. When you and Taehyung have an awkward run-in at the cafe thanks to his kid, feelings start to emerge and so do the secrets.

words: 4.1k

Playlist | 01 | 02 | 04 | 05

moodboards: before & after


You looked down at the little boy, who was jumping excitedly up and down at the sight of you, the Pretty Coffee Girl and his dad together somewhere that wasn’t the shop.

“Pretty Coffee Girl? Does she have a name?” The woman asked accusingly, looking you up and down with a judgemental look on her face.

It was obvious who this was: Taeji’s maternal grandparents, and you vaguely remember the day you ran into Taehyung that he mentioned something about how they thought he was unfit to be a parent. At the thought, your blood boiled and your face flushed with regard for Taehyung over all.

“My name is Y/N,” you spoke with a discerning glare at the woman, turning ever so slightly to look at Taeji and crouching to his level. The little boy grinned at you, black bouncy hair shiny in the sunlight. He looked so much like Taehyung, there wasn’t anything you could pinpoint that made him look anything like his mother. You’ve never met Minsoo, and maybe the fact that her son didn’t look anything like her was a blessing. Taeji belonged with Taehyung, but it was obvious the kid’s grandparents didn’t think so.

“Hm. Well, we must be going. Oh, Taehyung, expect a call from my lawyer today after I speak to him about your…” Taeji’s grandma said, shoving a finger in Taehyung’s direction then slowly moving it to point at you, “…little situation you have going on here.”

Just as the three of you thought you were free from Grandma Choi’s intense glaring, she popped her head back in the room and said with a menacing smile, “Good parents don’t have one night stands.” Then disappeared down the hallway.

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emeryradio  asked:

if we were dating i'd have a pen out ready to learn like hell yeah teach me microbiology

*cracks knuckles* okay here we go! let’s start with this (unpopular ?) opinion:

i don’t think antibacterial soap is necessary, and antibiotics should only be used medically.

let’s say the soap kills 99% of bacteria. sounds good right? except the biggest reason that remaining 1% survived is because they’re resistant. bacteria reproduce asexually, so all of their offspring will almost always be exactly like the parent. when that remaining 1% reproduces, they will all be resistant to the antibacterial soap. you’re much better off using regular soap and hot water to wash the bacteria from your body.

If you’re in recovery from a restrictive eating disorder, it’s probably not okay to skip your snacks or eat your meals later than usual.

It might be okay for someone who doesn’t have an eating disorder, but that someone isn’t you.

Even if you’ve been in recovery for a long time, your body still needs consistency.

The Night We Met

(Request: Imagine based on the song the night we met by lord huron with daryl)

Note: Enjoy!!

Warning: angst, lap-dance, mentions of parental abuse, mentions of sexual abuse
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I had all and then most of you, some and now none of you
Take me back to the night we met
I don’t know what I’m supposed to do, haunted by the ghost of you
Oh take me back to the night we met

Daryl couldn’t get you out of his head. You two were just starting to get to know each other, and Daryl was sharing some feelings he’d never felt before. That was all until you left him. You asked him to go with you but he denied, not wanting to feel the guilt of leaving Merle with his abusive father. You had one of those to, a sexually abusive father and a mother who let it all happen because she was always passed out drunk. You wanted to get away from them as soon as you had enough money to travel, and now you did. Daryl wasn’t going to stop you from leaving, if he didn’t want to get away then that was his problem. You met with him one last time before leaving for good.

When the night was full of terror
And your eyes were filled with tears
When you had not touched me yet
Oh take me back to the night we met

 

The night you first met, it was a weird one. Merle had dragged Daryl along to a strip club, a place they would go often to forget about the problems at home. You worked there, not for your own pleasure but so that you could scrape up enough money to leave town. You saw the two boys enter and you stepped down from the pole with your friend, both of you walking over to greet the boys. Your friend immediately went for the older one, she had a thing for older guys. You gave her a quick wink before taking the other ones’ hand and leading him over to the lounge area. Some other people had occupied it but they were too busy living out their sexual fantasies for them to notice you.

You pushed the guy down on the sofa, his facial expressions in a daze as he’d never seen someone so beautiful in a place like this. But you just thought he was trying to hide his arousal. You turned your back to him and starting swaying your hips to the music, making sure to grab your hair once in a while and seductively run your hands over your body. You felt his hands make their way to your hips to turn you around and you did, both of you locking eyes for a second before you looked away and continued with your dance. You straddled his body and ran your hands through his hair while grinding your body onto his, keeping in time with the music. You felt a growing bulge beneath you and you smiled to yourself, knowing you were good at this.

The song came to an end and you quickly got off the man, waiting to receive your payment. To your surprise, he handed you $100.

“The dance was only $50” You said, handing him back the bill.

“Keep the change” he said, his voice gruff and low.

“I don’t need your charity” you said rather bluntly. You wanted to accept the cash so badly but you also didn’t want guys to think you were doing this because you couldn’t get by, which was basically why you were doing it but they didn’t have to know.

“Well how about you give me another dance, then it’ll be the right amount of money” he said.

“My shift is over” you said, giving him a sarcastic smile before snatching the bill from his hand and leaving.

You changed into your jeans and hoodie, not wanting your dad to find out you worked at a strip club. If he ever found out he’d either beat you up, or come to club and pay you. Both thoughts scared you so you decided to keep it quiet from him. You slipped all the bills into your purse, you had made around $500 tonight. That wasn’t bad, usually it’d be less except that guy gave you more than expected. You slung your bag over your shoulder and walked out the back door of the place. You quickly lit up your cigarette and started walking, going through your messages on your phone that you had missed. You stopped in your tracks when you saw a message from your dad. Your heart beat a little faster as you opened it.

“Get your butt home now. Don’t keep me waiting”

You felt sick at the thought of him waiting up for you, and you were so distracted by the message that your reactions weren’t quick enough when someone pushed you to the ground, grabbed your bag and ran off.

“No!” You shouted, starting to run after them but they were too fast and were gone. You stood shocked on the empty pavement. You should have been more careful. Its 2 in the morning and this shit happened all the time, just not to you. You leaned your back against a nearby wall and you let your body drag down it until your legs were tucked into your chest. You covered your face with your hands and silently cried into them. All the money you had worked for tonight was gone, and now you had to go back home to your abusive father. He’d be even more mad now because you’ve kept him waiting. You shook your head in your hands, fighting with yourself not to go back, but where else would you go? You didn’t know anyone. And just like that, a miracle came knocking at your door.

“Hey. Excuse me?”

You quickly wiped your eyes before looking up to see the guy from the strip club. “Can I help you?” you asked sassily, not liking people to see you cry.

“Are you okay? You looked a little- distressed” he said, trying to choose his words carefully.

“I’m fucking peachy” you replied, getting annoyed at this stranger pestering you.

“Hey Daryl, come on man let’s go!”

You looked down the street and saw the older guy you saw earlier, they must have been friends or something. “So, are you gonna be okay, you know out here by yourself?”

“I have a home you know” you glared at him, not wanting him to assume you were homeless.

“I didn’t mean that, I just thought maybe you’d wanna lift somewhere or-”

“I’m fine, really. Thanks though”

The guy named Daryl nodded his head and quickly got out a piece of paper and started scribbling on it. “If you ever wanna hook up, that’s me” he said, handing you the paper.

You looked down at his number and let out a small laugh. “Thanks” you said. He gave you one last nod before walking down the street to meet with the other guy. They were about to turn down a corner when an idea popped into your head. They seemed like pretty okay guys, why not just spend the night at there’s? Get to know them a little better and maybe become good friends. You quickly stood from the floor and called out to the boys.

“Hey! Wait up!”
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When the night was full of terror
And your eyes were filled with tears
When you had not touched me yet
Oh take me back to the night we met

 

Daryl returned to that same strip club where you first met. It had been a couple of weeks since you left and he really needed a reminder of you. He looked straight in the direction where he first saw you, and his heart dropped when he saw that they had replaced you with another girl. He hoped to see you again one day, but for now he’d forget about you with drugs, hard liqour and sex.
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Tags: @teenagetragediesforeveryone

anonymous asked:

omg a modern-day youtuber au. jim vlogs, does comedy skits, and also plays scary games (which is what he's most known for). spock does makeup reviews, tutorials for (non-volatile) science experiments, and neat math games, tricks, and walk-throughs for the more difficult stuff. bones doesn't have one, but shows up in their videos anyway. they collaborate a lot together. jim's most popular video is of all three of them playing five nights at freddy's w face cam. bones fell out of his chair ;)

  • The first time Bones shows up in one of their videos, it’s mostly coincidental. Spock is in the living room because the lighting works better there. He’s just casually talking about MAC’s new mascara line when Bones just passes by behind him. He’s pulling on his leather jacket, and grabbing an apple from the fruit bowl. “I’m off to work,” he says, kissing Spock’s cheek, “tell Jim I said hi, okay?” “Of course,” Spock says. He doesn’t edit Bones’ brief visit out of the video, and so his first online appearance is made.
  • “Jim, I’m not sure this is a good idea,” Spock says. He’s filming Jim standing on the kitchen table – that’s something that can honestly only go wrong. The ceiling fan is spinning on full speed, and Jim looks awfully determined to do something stupid. “What’s the worst that could happen?” Jim asks, and Spock raises an eyebrow. “You could get seriously hurt,” he replied. “I’ll be fine,” Jim says. Honestly, Spock doesn’t know why Jim insists on doing stupid stunts and getting hurt doing so. Jim probably doesn’t even know, either. Jim gets enough subscribers just based on video games, but he insists on jumping off high things, or, in this case, jump headfirst into a spinning ceiling fan because he made a bet with one of his viewers. Spock also films Bones when he stitches the back of Jim’s head afterwards. “Got anything to say to the audience?” Jim asks to Bones. He looks pained, even though he’s grinning when Bones sits behind him and fixes him up. “Yeah,” Bones says, briefly glancing at Spock’s phone as he films, “don’t try this stupidity at home. Also don’t date a complete idiot.” 
  • Bones shows up in videos more often from that moment on, and people are asking for him. So he assists Spock in this video where he’s manipulating electricity, and they make a smartphone hologram together. He plays against Jim in a game called Ultimate Chicken Horse - and Jim’s views skyrocket when Bones presses a kiss to Jim’s neck to distract him from winning.
  • He’s requested to join in Spock and Jim’s videos more often, but because Bones works fulltime (and then some), and he’s tired when he comes home, he doesn’t always comply to those requests. He’s in almost all of Jim’s vlogs, though. Jim films them on the couch - Bones’ back pressed against Spock’s chest and he’s quietly napping while Spock’s working on crossword puzzles. They’re always just short, uninteresting videos, but they are somehow very popular.
  • Jim often shows up in Spock’s videos, too. They race through a maths exam, which proves that Jim is also incredibly smart - even if Spock finishes it slightly faster. Spock does a make-up tutorial and uses Jim’s face doing so. Bones is his next victim, and even Bones just sits down and lets Spock do his job.
  • Because make-up is literally Spock’s job, and he vlogs about being on a movie set because he’s doing the makeup for the stars of the movie. The vlogs are destined to Jim and Bones, mostly, because he’s on set for the full three weeks they are scheduled to shoot. Jim responds with a vlog of the two of them at home. Bones is going through medical reports, Jim is distracting him with messages from and to Spock, and he’s forcing himself in Bones’ personal space - as usual, until Bones responds to the camera and says just a quick “good luck on set, darlin’.”
  • In Spock’s absence, Bones joins Jim playing video games. Bones has agreed to join Jim for a full playthrough on this game called Outlast, though he has no knowledge of what this game is all about. Pretty much immediately after the first jump scare, however, he regrets promising to sit through the whole game. Jim is tensed while playing, he’s on edge and he’s just saying “I’m so scared,” but it has nothing on Bones. Bones’ hand is on Jim’s arm, his shoulder, the arm rest of his chair. And as soon as they have to run from the first bad guy, Bones is just yelling at Jim - not at the game. “Get in the fucking vent, Jim. The vent! Do I need to fucking spell that out for you?!” “Bones, you’re stressing me out more than the game does!” Jim counters, simultaneously annoyed and amused. The first video ends when they die a gruesome death after having been chased, and Bones just yanks his headphones off. “No. I did not sign up for this.” He says, and like that, he walks out of Jim’s room. Jim glances at the door as it slams shut, and then back in the camera. “Check in for part 2 soon,” he says with a smirk. It’s one of the most watched videos on Jim’s channel from then on, and Bones begrudgingly agrees to continue.
  • But not all is always so great, because Bones has a stressful job, and he doesn’t always understand the obsession his two boyfriends have with just uploading every moment of their lives to YouTube. The morning after Spock’s returned, Jim and Spock quietly shoot a vlog together - which mostly consists of a few kisses and soft “I’m so happy you’re back”, while Bones is still asleep. When he wakes up, though, and he sees a camera, he just groans and turns his back to them. “Bones, don’t you have anything to say about Spock’s return?” Jim asks. “Yeah,” Bones says, “but not to the fucking camera. I was working til midnight last night and I’m hungover- I don’t need everything filmed right now.”
  • It’s fine. It’s understandable. Jim and Spock leave the bedroom to instead film in the kitchen. Or, Jim films while Spock prepares breakfast for the three of them. “Bones and I are playing the Outlast DLC tonight,” Jim explains, “and the three of us are gonna do a Let’s Play of Five Nights of Freddy’s tomorrow. I don’t think we can convince Bones to do any more horror afterwards. It’s not really his thing,” Jim says, and Spock chuckles softly. “He can sleep in between us tonight,” he says with a small smile, and Jim nods. “Sounds good to me.”
  • Bones’ presence in Jim’s videos is hilarious. Because Bones is on edge all the time. He’s literally watching through his fingers, and he absolutely freaks out during the DLC. “Jim, do something!” “This is a cut scene, Bones. I literally can’t-” “Do something! I’m a doctor and that is not how you do surgery– Jim!” Now, Jim is grossed out at everything the main character has to endure, but Bones is literally either standing on his chair or standing behind it - as if that’s going to make the game more bearable. “I hate you for putting me through this,” Bones says, slouches back down in his chair eventually, and Jim laughs. “You love me,” he says, and Bones only huffs.
  • Jim admires Spock from the couch while he’s doing a live Q&A for his audience on science and math questions. And he seems to have little trouble answering every question thrown at him. Spock’s so incredibly intelligent, it almost seems a shame he’s not chasing a career in either fields instead of a makeup artist, but at the end of the day, Spock knows what he enjoys doing professionally. All the nerdy stuff’s just a hobby. Bones passes by Spock, kissing him just briefly. “See you tonight,” Bones says, and Spock nods. “Don’t be late, we’re shooting tonight.” “Yeah, yeah.” Bones says, waving Spock off before kissing Jim goodbye, too.
  • And he’s there, on time. Bones is fine until all three of them sit in that dark room and Jim holds the controller while the other two sit with him. Spock doesn’t seem too affected by horror games. Honestly, the way Bones gets startled every time one of those animatronics jumps out at them scares Spock more than the actual game. And Jim is really trying to win, because he’s not into losing and because he wants to make it through all the nights to see what happens at the end. But his own attention span gets in the way of concentrating on the game, and so he keeps losing and Bones keeps jumping. Eventually, he jumps far and hard enough to topple backwards with his chair. “I’m so done with this shit,” Bones says, getting up from the ground with Spock’s help, “my heart literally hurts, I can’t do this. I hate both of you.” He snarls at them before leaving the room. Spock turns to Jim worriedly. “Do you think we broke him?” “Nah,” Jim says, leaning back in his chair, “he’ll suffer through Outlast 2 with us when it’s released, because he loves us. Plus, we’ll make it up to him tonight.” He finishes, shooting the camera just a short, meaningful smirk, before stopping the recording.