fight fiction

listen: fight club and pulp fiction are good movies, i love them both personally, but if a guy (and you KNOW the type of guy i mean) says they are his Favorite Movies then u need to run. RUN. plan ur exist exit strategy now. if ur texting him then just make something up. “haha i gotta go now. it was nice talking to you. bye!” if you’re somewhere with him just leave. do parkour if you have to. run like the wind. get away from that man


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“Also reading, reading non-fiction… reading fiction kind of amps up my anxiety sometimes.” (SFCon 2016)


People perceive black men as bigger, stronger than white men of the same size — and that’s dangerous.

  • According to a new study from the American Psychological Association, people tend to perceive black men as larger and more dangerous than white men of the same size.
  • In a series of experiments, the researchers showed over 950 online black and nonblack U.S. participants a series of color photographs of the faces of white and black men who were of equal height and weight. 
  • Participants then had to guess the height, weight and muscularity of the pictured subjects. Researchers found that the estimates were consistently biased. 
  • All participants saw black men as larger, stronger and more muscular than white men, even though they were the same. 
  • However, nonblack participants perceived black men to be more capable of causing harm in a fictional fight scenario, and, even more disquieting, that police would be more justified in using force to subdue the black men — even if they were unarmed.
  • That black men cannot even be perceived as who they actually are is a factor, according to researchers, in America’s police brutality epidemic.  Read more (3/13/17 12:16 PM)

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the signs as a rad ass movie

Aries: Fight Club

Taurus: Across the Universe

Gemini: Mean Girls

Cancer: Donnie Darko

Leo: Divergent

Virgo: (500) Days of Summer

Libra: The Virgin Suicides

Scorpio: Silver Linings Playbook

Sagittarius: Pulp Fiction

Capricorn: Charlie Bartlett

Aquarius: Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

Pisces: The Perks of Being a Wallflower

Because I Love You

It was the middle of the day and you still hadn’t seen J.  You knew he was busy at work in his office and he probably wanted to be alone so he could focus but you just couldn’t help yourself.  You decided a little company wouldn’t hurt him so you made your way down the hall, sliding on the wood floor in your fuzzy socks.  You had been together for almost eight months now, so you decided knocking was on longer necessary.  Surely he would be happy to see you regardless of how absorbed he was.  You stepped in the room and closed the door gently behind you.  A huge grin spread across your face as you saw J, busy as always.  He paid no attention to you as you walked up to his desk and sat on the opposite side of him in one of his large, dark leather chairs.  Since he obviously wasn’t going to pay you any mind you decided to get comfortable by tucking your feet under you, curling up to just watch him at work.

Several minutes passed before he spoke up, “Why are you looking at me like that?” He said, never looking up from the papers covering his desk.

“Well, I was bored and I figured you’d be in here for a few more hours so I thought I’d come watch.” You replied with a smile.

He gave you his low growl that you loved so much before saying, “Doll, I’m really busy and you know I find you….distracting.  How about you go find Frost and stare at him for a while.”

Not wanting to leave, you decided to change the subject to something sensitive that you knew would get his attention.

“J, your hair is looking pretty dull.” you said, trying to contain a giggle.  You knew that you were going to hit a sweet spot and you did it on purpose.

He immediately brought his gaze up to meet yours.  You could see the panic that was setting in as his eyes widened.

“What?” He said softly.  There weren’t many things that he cared about, but his hair was one of them.

“I’m just saying, J….you’re really letting yourself go lately.”  You got up and turned around to walk out of the room, you really wanted to laugh but you couldn’t in front of him.  Before stepping out of the room you hollered back, “Maybe when you’re done working so much I can help you dye it. By the time that happens, though, all the green will be gone.”

Without waiting for his reply you walked out of the office, shut the door behind you, and started running up the stairs laughing.  Just when you were about to reach the bedroom you heard his office door open and steps coming your way.  You ran into the bedroom and flopped down on the bed, grabbing your phone. I’ve gotta act natural, my plan is working! You thought to yourself.

Moments later J stepped into the room, frantically looking in the large mirror by the closet doors.  He ran his fingers through his hair as if he were searching for something.

“Dye my hair. Now.” He growled towards you before striding into the large master bathroom.  You had to bite your lip to suppress your smile as you jumped off the bed and followed after him.

He sat down on the bench in front of your vanity, watching you intently as you brushed the neon green dye through his hair.  He tilted his head back and flashed you his silver smile in happiness, this was always one of his favorite things.  After the dye had sat for long enough you had him turn around and tilt his head under the sink so you could wash it out.

“You wanna know something, J?” You said as you ran your fingers through his hair, rinsing it out.

“Hmmmm?” He growled in response.

“Your hair looked fine, I just wanted to spend some time with you.” You giggled as he opened his eyes and glared at you.  He sat up, clearly agitated.

“Doll, if there’s one thing I don’t like it’s when you play games with me. I HAVE A LOT OF WORK TO DO AND I DON’T NEED YOU FUCKING IT UP!”

You weren’t expecting his sudden change of tone, or your response.


J started to walk out of the bathroom but you grabbed his arm and took a deep breath.

“J, just talk to me for once instead of walking away. Sometimes I just need-”

“That’s the fucking problem Y/N! You always NEED. Why the fuck do you have to be SO FUCKING NEEDY?” J said, raising his voice once again.

“Because I love you god damn it!” You covered your mouth with your hand immediately after the words came out.  You knew you had loved him within the first week of your relationship, but he told you to never fall for him.  His face went blank and he tensed his jaw.  His eyes looked anywhere but at you as he whispered, “Never say that again.” before turning and walking away.

A Man Worth Fighting For- 14

Summary: Seventy years has passed and the world has changed. You thought you were moving on until Steve Rogers asks you for a favor which leads to a discovery that will change everything. So much for retirement. Sequel to “A Girl Worth Fighting For.” Bucky Barnes x Reader

Words: 2112
Warnings: Language, as always. references to nightmares.
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AN: There’s a bit of something different in this chapter towards the end, something I’ve never done before. Hopefully you guys aren’t too put off by it.
Part 13 Masterlist

Originally posted by flyngdream

The first night was the worst.

The moonlight drifted through the slats in the blinds, illuminating specks of dust. You counted them, laying on your side facing the window and listening for the sound of Bucky sleeping. He laid in that bed for hours without so much as moving, still refusing to get under the blankets despite the fact that the heater was broken.

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things i liked about 6x10
  • malia and peter
  • theo trying to be the good guy
  • melissa x argent kiss
  • theo x liam
  • mason trying to find cory
  • mason trying to save cory
  • malia’s badass fighting 
  • stydia kiss !!!
  • father x son moment
  • the way season 6a ended the same way as season 1 began (with stiles and scott going to the woods)
  • stiles’ humors
  • malia’s cute little werewolf groan
  • lydia not losing hope
  • the good old sciles
Winter Wool (Fluff)

You quickly opened the front door, grabbed your package, and ran back inside.  It was mid-January and there was almost a foot of snow outside.  Even though it was cold it was still your favorite time of year, especially because it meant you had an excuse to try to cuddle up with J at night, even though he usually tried to push you away.  You had been waiting weeks for this package to arrive and you were so excited that it was finally here.  Struggling to hold the big box on your own, you set it down and called for Frost.

“FROSTY….FROOOOOOST!” You hollered through the huge house.  A few moments later Frost came walking to the foyer.  He took one look at the large box and your cheeky grin and knew you had been doing more online shopping.

“Y/N, one of these days J is going to kill you for doing all this ordering.” Frost joked as he picked up the box with ease.

You giggled before replying, “Blah blah blah, you know the drill Frosty.”

Frost started walking up the stairs to put the box in the master bedroom along with all the other boxes full of stuff that you probably didn’t need.  He set down the box and turned to leave the room.

“Thanks Frosty!” You smiled and grabbed some scissors off your dresser to cut open the package.

Frost showed a slight smile, “Anytime Y/N, but i’m serious about all the ordering.  You’re lucky J is in love with you.”

You stopped what you were doing and looked up at Frost, “You really think he loves me?” A big smile spread across your face.  J had never said it, but you always hoped he felt the same way about you that you had felt about him from the moment you met.

“If he didn’t, you’d definitely be dead right now.” Frost joked before walking out of the bedroom the rest of the way and shutting the door gently behind him.  You got back to opening the package, cutting open the tape holding the box together and ripping out its contents excitedly.  It was exactly what you’d hoped for, but so much better.

“It’s perfect!” You squealed to yourself as you wrapped the white chunky wool knit blanket around your shoulders.  You had seen the blanket on Tumblr weeks ago and knew you had to have one.  Getting up from the floor with the blanket, you paced over to the large bed and covered the dark purple sheets with it.  Already looking more cozy! You thought to yourself.


A few hours had passed and you were relaxing in bed under your new blanket with a cup of hot chocolate and Netflix playing on your laptop.  It was going on midnight, so you hoped J would be coming to bed soon.  Pushing your laptop aside and placing your drink on the nightstand, you decided to get up and get ready for bed.  You walked into the large master bathroom, washed your face, and brushed your teeth.  You were just crawling back under your huge, warm blanket when J opened the door and walked in.

He grinned when he saw you and slowly paced towards the bed while unbuttoning his shirt, “I thought you’d be asleep by now,” He said before noticing what you were covered with, “What the fuck is that?” J said, pointing at the blanket with a grimacing face.

You smiled, pulling the blanket up to your chin, “It’s our new blanket, duh.” Teasing him was your favorite thing, especially since he had a tendency to question the obvious.

“Well its gotta go doll.” J growled, grabbing the edge of the blanket and attempting to rip it off the bed.

You quickly grabbed onto it and stopped him, “J, stop! It’s so warm and I love it so it’s staying and that’s final.”

J widened his eyes, surprised at your determination.  You were the only person that could boss him around.  He relaxed his expression and sighed, shaking his head.

“Y/N, I never know what to do with you.” he walked off into the closet and came back out moments later in his Arkham sweatpants.  J started to crawl into bed before you stopped him.

“What do you think you’re doing?” You exclaimed making J stop moving immediately.

He glanced at you, “I’m getting in bed so I can go the fuck to sleep so I can actually fucking work in the morning.”  J was starting to get frustrated.

“Go take your makeup off, I don’t want it on the blanket.” You said matter of factly.  

J got off the bed and stomped into the bathroom mumbling, “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”

A few minutes later he came back to bed and got under the blanket next to you.  It only took seconds for him to start complaining.

“What the fuck is this itchy fucking thing made of?!” He yelled in frustration, kicking the blanket off of him and onto your side.

“It’s wool, silly.  It’s freezing outside and you always complain when I try to cuddle with you so I thought I’d get this.  Either you cuddle with me, or the blanket stays.  The choice is yours, J.” You looked over at him with a cheeky grin.  He was looking at you with squinted eyes, mulling over your ultimatum.

After a few moments he let out a sigh and threw the blanket on the floor.  J moved closer to you on the bed and pulled you against his chest.

“What the fuck do I have to do to get some sleep around here.” He mumbled into your hair. You just smiled, knowing you had won.    


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