Keith Haring photographed by
Tseng Kwong Chi painting the mural at Necker Children’s Hospital in Paris, 1987.
The mural was done with hopes to brighten the days of the sick children. Necker Hospital is known for specializing in rare genetic diseases. The hospital has been under renovation for a couple of years but Haring’s work got saved.
Rene Theophile Hyacinthe
Laënnec invented the stethoscope while working at the hospital in 1816.
- This is my first “fic” well it will be more of a drabble -
I REPEAT THIS IS MY FIRST FANFICTION EVER!!!
Warnings: unedited, first fic I’ve ever written, hopefully super fluffy fluff
Poly!Hamilsquad x reader
Summary: The boys have been really busy lately, reader is sleepy and clingy, the boys just love the way she acts when she needs more sleep.
AN: I hope this is good for the first imagine I’ve written, I was inspired by @a-schuylerr ‘s poly!hamilsquad imagine, “heavy eyes”. I wrote all this in one sitting, feel free to tell me if you like it or tell me some improvements, thanks :)
Now you weren’t going to lie, You haven’t been sleeping very well the past few days.
All the boys were very busy. Hercules with his tailoring, he is having to deal with a very picky rich woman who wanted everything to be her way or the highway.
Alexander was busy with all the work his boss, George Washington, was giving him. Then there is always fighting with Jefferson.
And John is busy…. Well you aren’t really sure what he’s been busy with, he’s just going in and out of the apartment constantly.
Then there was Lafayette. He was busy with volunteering at a local high school, tutoring children learning French. In fact, he is loving teaching his native tongue to the youngsters so much that he is thinking of possibly applying to be an official French teacher.
Now listen, it wasn’t that the boys were ignoring you, not by any means. They were just all so busy. Alex was staying up all night until dusk working on god knows what on his computer. Here being kept up late in his shop working on all his clothes he was making. John doing whatever it was John was doing.
The point is, they all got into bed once you were asleep and all at ungodly hours in the morning. You missed cuddling with them. And you tried you damn hardest to get them all to go to bed at a reasonable hour, but no matter your persuasive tactics, they would not budge from their respective places.
You all had the day off today, though they were at home, they were all still doing work. You were up, but still very sleep deprived and feeling sorta needy, you needed to touch them, you missed them.
But, it didn’t matter that you missed them and all you wanted to do was cuddle and watch a movie and eventually fall asleep. It didn’t matter because you had to go to the supermarket to get some food.
“Hey guys, I’m going to go to the store to get some food, anyone want anything?” you asked by the front door slipping on your favorite pair of boots, ‘cause it’s cold as hell in New York during the winter.
To your surprise, both Laf and John jumped up and said they’d join you.
You were more than happy to have them come along. The three of you set off down the stairs of your building after you all put on your coats, Laf made sure both you and john had on a scarf and a beanie and were warm enough.
Once at the store you took out your list of items you needed and the three of you set off to look for your desired items. The trip ended up taking much, much longer than anticipated, it took two and a half hours.
By the time you were in the check-out line, you were leaning heavily on Laf’s shoulder with your hand intertwined with his. John was looking at the two of you with so much love in his eyes.
“Mon amor, are you tired?” Laf teased.
“Mhm,” was the only response you were able to produce.
While you were waiting in this horridly long line, you closed your eyes. Above your head John and Laf glanced at each other, down at your sleepy form, back at each other, then smirked.
The boys love it when you got sleepy, ‘cause when you got sleepy you got clingy and cuddly and become very dependent on your four boys to take care of you and hold you.
John quickly texted both Herc and Alex to tell them that you were in this mood. He told them to get some blankets out and wrap up whatever they were working on.
All whilst checking out, you leaned on Laf and mumbled half awake sentences about hurrying up. John and Laf only internally “awwww”ed and lightly chuckled at you behavior.
On the car ride back to your apartment you sat in the back with John cuddled up to his side, your head on his chest. His soft humming, one hand running through your hair, the other rubbing your thigh in soothing motions, and the steady rise and fall of his chest were all coaxing you into sleep.
When you got back to the apartment building, John shook you awake. Your eyes fluttered open, you closed them again, your eyebrow creasing with the unwanted and unexpected awakening. You slowly brought you hands, curled in loose fists, to softy rub your eyes.
“W-wha’s goin’ on? Wha’ happened?” you murmured sleepily
“You fell asleep, baby girl, we’re back at the building now, you gotta get up,” John replied, a smile on his face. You were just so damn adorable.
“Oh,” you pouted slightly, you were so tired you couldn’t see straight. You lifted your arms with as much strength as you could muster and made grabby hand at Laf, signaling to him that you wanted to be carried,
Laf chuckled and did that thing people do when they see something so cute they frown and smile at the same time, trying not to exclaim out loud how cute and adorable and precious you were being.
Laf scooped you up into his arms. You wrapped your legs around his waist, you arms wound tightly around his neck and nuzzled you head into the crook of his neck. His hands rested at you lower back and one under your jean-clad bottom to ensure you don’t fall. The placement of his hands pushed you closer to your boyfriend, you hummed contently, loving the physical contact.
Oblivious to you, Laf’s head shot up to make eye contact with John. Their eyes wide, trying their damnedest not to make any noises about you kola like behavior.
Laf, with you curled around him, carried you to the elevator, John strolled behind you two, looking at your head and how every now-and-then you would nuzzle your nose into his neck, your eyes closed and a content smile in your face.
When you finally got to your floor and into to the apartment, Laf set you on the bench near the front door that the five of you use to put extra bundle necessities in, and to sit in to put on and take off your shoes.
After taking off his own shoes, John bent down to unite and take off your shoes. While he was busy doing that you very slowly took off you coat and other winter accessories.
You softly rubbed you eyes again and looked up at John, who had now stood at full height, looking down at you making sure you got everything off without trouble. He smiled at you and offered you his hand. You smiled a small smile back and took his hand. He helped you up and you leaned against him.
As you neared the living room, your feet dragged. You were just so sleepy.
Alex was sitting all alone on the couch. Unknown to you, Laf had quickly gone to him once he saw Alex was seated on the couch and told him of your adorable sleepy clingy behavior. He kissed him and told him he needs to cuddle with you alone for a minute.
Once Alex saw you his face lit up, when he saw how you leaned on John and how cute you looked. His smile got bigger and internally thanked whatever god or gods there were that this beautiful woman, and handsome freckled man beside her, loved him. Alex could write for days on how beautiful and adorable you looked, clinging to John’s arm.
“Awwww, come here sweetheart,” Alex said to you, winking at John, silently telling him he knew what was going on and what was going to happen. John walked the two of you over to the couch, you crawled into Alex’s lap nuzzling you head into his neck, one hand at your side, the other wound in his hair.
Above your head John gave Alex one or two affectionate greeting kisses. After they parted, John planted a soft, lingering kiss to the top of your head, then headed to the kitchen to help put up the couple of food bags Laf had taken from him before you even registered that you needed to take off you coat, just seconds ago. He kissed Herc for maybe a little longer than needed, but nobody was objecting. The two men who went with you on your shopping trip filled in Herc on how cute you were acting, how they just love you leaning on them, your clingy-ness, your little stumble shuffle combo as you attempt to walk at a reasonable pace.
Alex looked down at you fondly and said something you didn’t quite catch… Wait, when did you get into Alex’s arms. Ohhh, he so warm, and smells so good. And him rubbing soothing circles on your back, the other on your knee and thigh. Good lord- you could drift off into sleep right now. You feel his warmth and affection seeping into you, you were just too tired to know what was going on. His actions soothed you, you were falling asleep again, but you felt as if somewhere, far away, someone was trying to talk to you. You whimpered, burrowing your face closer to his neck, if that was even possible.
You are just about to fall asleep once again you feel his chest rumble as he says, “Hmmm, how ‘bout that,love? Would you like that? Did’ya hear me, little one?”
You grunted out a small “what”, getting metaphorically drunk of his warmth, sent, and the warm breath being blown on to your neck as he talks.
He chuckled lightly, if you’d have been fully responsive at the time you would have heard the smile in his voice as he repeated himself, “I said, how ‘bout we get you out of those jeans and into some sweats and we can all cuddle in bed, we have all had a long week, I think we all deserve a cuddle session.”
You slowly nodded, liking that idea, but not quite understanding in your half-asleep, well mostly asleep, daze.
As soon as you had finished nodding, your other three amazing boyfriends came out of the kitchen, Herc in the lead, eager to see you and cuddle you.
Herc crouched down in front of you and Alex and rested a hand on your thigh softy to get your attention. Your eyebrows crease once again, like they did in the car before you slowly lifted your head from the crook of Alex’s neck and was met with the face of your fourth lover, who had an endearing smile on his face, looking at you fondly.
“Hey there, sleepyhead,” Herc murmured to you, but the room was quiet enough that everyone herd it, even Laf and John who were embracing each other and smiling fondly and the small group on and in front of the couch.
“H-herc, hey, man, I m-missed you,” you mumbled, not having enough energy to speak very loud. You slowly lifted your arms from Alex to attempt to latch on to Herc.
Your lovers all chuckled, they found it amusing yet endearing that you called people “man” and “dude” when you were, or weren’t, tired.
Herc easily picked you up spun around in the direction of the bedroom, all after you had wrapped yourself around him, just like you had done with Laff not even ten minutes ago.
The rest of the boys followed in suit, John stopping by the thermostat to turn the heat down a little, once you were all five in bed, with all those big, furnace bodies *cough, cough* Laf and Herc *cough,cough*, somebody is bound to get a little over heated *cough, cough* you or Alex *cough, cough.*
Herc set you down on you feet, Laff by your side to keep you from falling over. John get you someone’s boxers, probably Alex’s, and grabbed a Black Lives Matter shirt, probably Herc’s, judging by the size, just a little bigger than Laf’s shirt.
John tossed the boxers and shirt to Laf so he could help you undress and dress. While Laf help you, the other boys got in more comfy clothes as well.
Laf slowly slid your jeans down your legs, being very patient while you wobbled and grabbed his shoulder to steady yourself when stepping out of them. Next came you panties, you were fine with being bare in front of them, they loved you for you. He steadied you as you stepped into the boxers. He slid them up your legs, when he stood at full height, he looked down at you and smiled, seeing your eyes closed and head tilting forward.
John kissed the place where Laf’s shoulder meets his neck and murmured in his ear, “You get comfy, I’ll finish changing our sleepy little one.”
Laf nodded an okay, turned and kissed John on the lips, only to part a couple seconds late when they heard your tired needy whine. Laf chuckled against the freckled man’s lip, and muttered to him, “Our princess sure is cling today, better get moving, she just might, how you say… pass out? Oui, pass out.”
Now it was John’s turn to nod. He pecked Laf’s lips once more, then turned to you. Your eyes were drooping closed, trying to stay awake, but failing.
“Hey, darlin’, lets get you out of that shirt, huh?” John murmured against your forehead, his southern drawl coming out on certain words in his sentence. The more relaxed he was, the more that sweet hint of southern twang came out. Normally that would have soaked those boxers you were wearing, but you were much to tired to even fathom that.
John slowly got your shirt and bra off, then slowly slid the shirt down your torso, his fingertips purposely skimming the sides of your breasts and your sides making you shiver and whimper a little. When you were sleepy and not focused, your skin’s sensitivity became heightened. But John knew not to go father, besides he was becoming more and more tired himself. When the shirt got to your waist he let go of the ends letting it fall and end a couple inches past your bottom. He pulled you in for a hug, which lasted at leas thirty seconds, your head facing sideways on the front of his shoulder.
John released you from his tight embrace. Alex swept you up into his arms and guided you to the bed, where you crawled to the center, the sheets where ice cold making you whine as your sensitive skin came in contact with the ice cubes you called sheets. But hat discomfort faded away quickly as Herc settles in on your right, John cuddled beside him, Alex to your left, Laf on the other side of him.
You sunk into Alex and Herc’s warm embrace with no effort, sleepily think about how much you love your boyfriends. Them bed became warm. as the room filled up with the love and affection you held for each other.
You were the first to fall asleep, your boys soon to follow.
As you drifted off to sleep Alex’s arm curled around your waist, and Herc intertwined his fingers with yours.
There is no word to say “cheap”. Some might argue that it’s “bon-marché” but I’ll tell you the truth… no one uses this word. If you want to say cheap, you must say “pas cher”, which means “not expensive”
New Blacks who keep Defending French Montana's "Nappy" comment
1) French is NOT black. African =/= Black. He’s a Moroccan Arab. He’s from North Africa where anti-blackness runs rampant like hell there. Let’s learn basic geography and culture please. Africa is a HUGE continent with more than 50 countries in it. They’re not all filled with black people especially after it was colonized.
2) He keeps using his Ex-wife and Son as a damn shield because they are Black. Yet he leaves out the part of how he treated her like garbage. But yet she’s his Queen and he brags so much about how much he loves his Queens, right?
3). He’s been in this country long enough to know that “Nappy” coming from a Non-black person has racist undertones. His ass was here when Don Imus got fired; then Bill O'Reilly just got grilled for mocking a Black woman’s hair (Maxine Waters) a week ago. French ain’t new to this.
4) The amount of stretching, reaching, and self-hatred I’ve seen from ACTUAL Black people defending this idiot is astounding.
5) The girl he insulted didn’t even come at him. All she said was “The fact that French Montana thinks anyone cares about him…” He went searching his name like an insecure weirdo and decided to respond with all the Nasty ass comments. You know how much French Montana’s slander was on Twitter prior to the incident? There were plenty of Disses coming from other men but his punk ass wouldn’t dare attack or say shit them.
Scottish soldier Gregor MacGregor claimed he was made the leader of a country in Latin America which did not exist and then proceeded to earn himself a fortune by selling land and government bonds of said fictitious country to wealthy British and French investors. source
Ma Vie de Courgette (My life as a zucchini) is a Swiss and French stop motion movie that was nominated for an Oscar for best animated feature film this year, but lost it to Zootopia. The movie tells the story of a 10 year old orphan who killed his own mother by pushing her down the stairs while she attacked him in an alcohol induced rage. Ma Vie de Courgette recieved an overwelmingly positive critics response and scored 100% on Rotten Tomatoes. It was also nominated and has won a long list of awards. The trailer with english subtitles can be watched here, here you can find a behind the scenes, and here is the entire movie in French.
Good hello, internet! You gonna look at some sweet content today? You gonna express yourself with gifs and emoji? You gonna learn a little more about the world and perhaps even gain a profound understanding of the universe and your place in it? Hell yeah you are! Let’s do this thing.
Fun fact! “French turnout of 74%, lowest since 1969, would be highest in US election since 1896. Benefits of weekend voting + no voter suppression.” [x]
Mike Flynn It’s popcorn time! Sally Yates, former acting attorney general who was fired by Trump, will publicly testify today about her warning to the White House that Flynn had lied to administration officials, including Vice President Mike Pence, about his conversations with Russian ambassador Sergey Kislyak before Trump’s inauguration. Also just out: Obama personally warned Trump about Flynn. Testimony is scheduled for 2:30pm and will be streaming on C-SPAN.
Trumpcare Republicans spent the weekend lying to the public about what would happen if Trumpcare actually became the law of the land. My favorite lie: “Nobody dies because they don’t have access to health care.” Remember when there was an objective matrix of facts that we all kinda agreed upon as truth which we called “reality”? Yeah, me either. How quaint!
🍎 Today’s the start of National Teacher Appreciation Week, which is something that should be fully in effect every week. There’s not a single problem we face that more intelligence wouldn’t help us with, so take a moment to reflect upon the teachers in your life who made you what you are today, and then listen to what teachers say and support them.
Dedicated to the “from another room” effect: an auditory recreation of music that sounds muffled as though it were playing from another room.
Breaking News: Showers are literally the best thing in the world
It’s dangerous to go alone. Take this! When you need to give your mind a little break, pull up Moodica and zone out to one of their hypnotic scenes. My advice: Try not to think. Seriously. Instead of listening to the thoughts in your head about whatever you’re currently worried about, activity concentrate instead on the details of what you’re looking at, how your skin feels, and the tiny details of what it feels like as your breath goes in and out.
As the name suggests, neck kissing involves kissing someone’s neck. Most people love doing it after French kissing for a while.
Surprising your lover by capturing them with a gentle holiday kiss under the mistletoe. This is also a great method for shyer individuals to steal a kiss from a potential lover. This merry kiss means you're in the mood for holiday love.
The Biting Kiss.
This is an open mouthed kiss that incorporates the tongue just like the French kiss. The only difference between this kiss and the French kiss is the fact that the teeth are also put into use. The teeth gently grab your partners tongue as you kiss.
Leaning forward slowly to their face and softly kissing their nose. This is a good way to get your partner's attention and it always makes them smile! This kiss literally tells your partner that you want to get silly together.
Kissing your partner's neck, all the way up by the ear, then slowly working your way down their neck to their collarbone. This is very sensual and arousing.
Gently raising their hand to your lips and lightly brush your lips across the top of it. Historically, this kiss was performed with a bow to show deference to a lady. A gentle kiss on the hand generally means "I adore you", but also is a sign of respect and kindness.
This is an erotic kiss that involves the tongue. Some call this the "Soul Kiss" because the soul is thought to pass between 2 people when their tongues touch.
The Teaser Kiss.
This kiss begins from the forehead, to the lips and then down to the arms and hands. On reaching the hands, the sequence is reversed from the hands then up to the lips and forehead. This kiss can be quite useful if you want to turn on your partner and make them want more.
Lean in like you're going to kiss your partner. Get close enough to where your lips slightly brush theirs and then whisper a joke. Once they begin laughing, start kissing them. A funny kiss meaning you like to have fun together.
When you're in a rush. Often the nose gets it rather than the lips. A quick way to show you care when you're in a rush.
The Upside-Down Kiss.
This type of kiss originates from the Spiderman movie. it is a romantic kiss It is also known as the spiderman kiss. It involves kissing a person whose head is upside-down from yours. This way your bottom lip kisses their top lip and vice versa.
The Angel Kiss.
This kiss involves kissing someone gently on the eyelids or on a spot near the eyes using the lips. This type of kiss indicates deep affection and is mostly used when saying goodbye to someone or when waking up a loved one.
People are losing their shit (pardon my french) over the fact that LJK is not single.
LeeLee shippers are against LJK and PMY shippers (yep, people already ship that). Fangirls crying in the corners because their bias won’t date or marry them bc obviously before that they had a legit chance to date him.
And now tvn cancels special video of My Ear’s Candy with Lee jun Ki and Park Min Young, like they assume that there is no point anymore. The heck? I see no connection but we understand where it’s coming from. Since when participating in this kind of a show equals dating? Ridiculous.
People questioning then why LJK behaved like that with IU. Well, in my opinion, he’s a showman and he just gave us what we wanted and thanks for keeping our SoSoo feels alive. Don’t forget that he loves this show as mush as we do and I think he enjoys seeing us fangirling over it.
Why people are like this? Lee Jun Ki is his own person, with his private life, emotions and feelings. Can’t we just cheer and be happy for him? He doesn’t owe us anything (except for an amazing drama, we need a new drama with him) I just don’t want any consequences for him that could affect his career.
Maybe I’m wrong but I’m certain in one thing - let’s distinguish between an actor and his job and a person and his personal life.
Recipe of the Day: Ina’s French Toast Bread Pudding
Now let’s talk facts: Flipping French toast for a crowd means the crowd eats breakfast without you. On the other hand, loading all of the expected French toast components — eggy challah and honey-spiked custard — makes for a brunch-ready bread pudding for a crowd. [recipe in bio] http://ift.tt/2lqdg4t
Fun French Fact: We don’t really kiss each others on both cheeks when saying hello, we actually give awkward cheek high fives and make kissing noises at the same time. Also, if someone really do kiss your cheeks, either it’s an habit of theirs or they have a crush on you, good luck figuring that one out.
Timothy, daydreaming about his reunion with Michelle, is so precious.
this film a lot. It is so 90s! Besides, it gave me a sneak peek of the kiwi
lifestyle. Not to mention baby Dean who speaks French. :3
fact: For my
bachelor’s degree, one of my exams was to pick a scene from a film where I could demonstrate the specificities of an English accent. I chose
to work on Bonjour Timothy. After my oral, my professor (who is a sweetie)
asked me with enthusiasm: ‘Where did you find such a film?’ I tried not to
fangirl too much when I explained him the reasons. That is to say, Dean O’Gorman.
But my professor was no fool. x) Finally, he asked me: ‘Why did you choose this
accent?’ I answered: ‘It may sound silly but I think that the kiwi accent is really
cute.’ He laughed and told me: ‘No, that’s not silly! For my part, the Quebec
accent is the cutest!’ And then, he talked to me with a Quebec accent… As I
said … Such a cutie…
I didn’t manage to understand the last words. I tried everything. So, if someone knows, please tell me! ^___^