if if were easy

Okay, so I’ve worked at this movie theatre for about 8 months, right?
At first it was wonderfully easy because there were enough people to cover all of the jobs. Normally we have about 3 people working concession, and 3 people working ushers. (Usher- they go in and clean up after a movie has finished, and they clean up the lobby or just clean things in general) (just saying in case someone didn’t know)
I tend to work usher shifts because I get so nervous behind the register.
Then we got a new CEO who is all about “Customer Satisfaction” but that’s a whole lot of bullshit. The dude is JUST about money. He’s making my manager cuts shifts down to the bare minimum of workers so they don’t have to pay extra people.
ON TOP of that, my manager has also been shoving shifts together! And pulling random jobs out of his ass!
As an usher, I’m now expected to work a 5 hour shift with no breaks (because harky har it’s only 5 hours,, who needs a break during a 5 hour shift?) (me, Bitch, with this work load) also doing lobby, bathroom, and Auditorium Checks TM at the top of every hour. (We have 18 large auditoriums)
Also, it’s just me. No other person working Usher. No one to help me clean, and no one to clean when I’m doings those BS checks. Also, in the little free time I have, which is about 5-20 minutes MAYBE, I am expected to either patrol the hallways, clean the already clean lobby, or help concession with the lines.
But oh boy you wanna know why we have such long lines????? Because we only have one person on register, and the other in the back trying to keep stock up.
I’m boutta quit this joint if this kind of bullshittery continues on


Tl;dr: there’s less people working because of a shitty new CEO, which means more work load for the ones who ARE working. And I hate it.

anonymous asked:

Why didn't Japan just make piloted bombs during ww2 or did they?

That they did, meet the Ohka, lovingly known by the americans as the Baka (idiot):

Effectively a manned anti-ship missile, and powered by a solid-fuel rocket, designed around the concept of speed, which would make it impossible to shoot down once airborne.

The problem was getting this thing to the target, as rocket-powered aircraft are notoriously short-legged (see the German Komet, an interceptor rather than a suicide aircraft), so they had to be carried to their targets by japanese twin-engine bombers, which in turn, were extremely easy target for American radar-guided naval interceptors, ensuring only three ships were ever sunk by this contraption. 

Unlike the Germans, which put their fate in wonder weapons during the closing stages of WWII, inadvertently helping the shape modern warfare as we now know it, the Japanese put all their fate in bullshit suicide weapons, kamikazes, like this one, all with extremely poor results, and their only legacy post-war military-speaking being the proof of just how far the madness of men can really go. 

Just Doing Your Job (Chapter 1)

Request List 67, #8. Could someone please write an fpreg where the reader’s (or the one getting pregnant’s) lover is a half-snake woman? Like, woman on top, snake from the waist down? Not sure how it’d work, but this would be great.    

(oh anon, you had me at “snake woman”…hope u don’t mind it’s in multiple chapters!!)

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Life in the city was pretty tough. With it’s little parking space, traffic, and high rent, it wasn’t easy getting by unless you were fairly successful and held a decent job. Unfortunately, like most people, you weren’t. As a young, budding artist, you just barely scraped by living with 4 people in what was really a 2 person apartment. Rent was lower that way, but you couldn’t handle the lack of privacy and space. You knew you needed to move, and fast.

Fortunately, you were in luck. While it wasn’t the most artistic job in the world, you found out through an ad in a newspaper about a job in a nearby apartment complex. The complex was specifically for human mutants, and in order to make it as accessible as possible, many occupants needed maids or servants to accompany them and tend to their needs. You were basically being paid to be someone else’s shadow, but many mutants lived in luxury, and the job paid well. There was also the added bonus of getting to live with only one other person, so you applied almost immediately, hoping for some merciful occupant to take you in.

To your surprise, it was only about a week until you heard a response. With your background checks cleared and your application reviewed, the landlord of the complex approved you to come in and be a part of their weekly “companion meet and greet”, where you’d sit at a table and occupants would talk to you to see if you were right for them. It was a little nerve wracking, but you knew you’d be just fine…as long as someone decided to take you in.

The meet and greet had been planned just a few days after you received your email. Upon entering, you noticed a way more mutants than there were average humans. Before you could really take a good look at the crowd, a woman dressed in a formal pantsuit came over to you. She looked relatively normal, save for the fact that her eyes were all white.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Violet B567. I’m the landlord of this apartment complex, you are?”

“U-uh, I’m Darla, but you can just call me Danny. It sounds less…pretentious.“

Violet laughs a little, revealing sharp teeth. “Ah, I was hoping you’d show. I think there are quite a few tenants who’d like to meet you.” She replies, leading you to your table. After making you sign an agreement contract, she went over to where a microphone resided and announced that the residents could finally go and browse around.

For every human, there were about 5 mutants to match them. You couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed as tenants met with you, some more human than others. Many approached you sporting fins, multiple pairs of tails or wings, and in one case, frog legs, but only one out of them all interested you.

A woman with deep chocolate colored hair and amber eyes approached you, first looking over your paper resume you had laid out before she decided to make eye contact with you, giving you a smile.

“Your name is…Darla?”

“Yes, though Danny is prefered.” You reply, trying to sound polite. “And you?”

“Victoria L084, very nice to meet you.” She says, putting her hand out for you to shake. You were just about to go out and grab it when she suddenly recoils and let out an inhuman hiss, turning away from you.

It was at this moment you realized she was half snake. How the hell did you not notice that?

Her lower half was grey in color with brown markings, coiled just before the table. It seems however that she’d left a little bit of her tail sticking out and some poor soul with had accidentally stepped on it with his hooves.

“Excuse me, that’s my tail you’re standing on.” She calls, an edge in her voice. The man almost immediately hops off, the deer-like ears on his head folding back,

“I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to step on it.”

She huffs, puffing herself up in a defensive manner. “Yeah, I’m sure. Maybe watch where you’re going next time?”

“I-I-I…” The poor guy looked scared to death, but then again, you probably would be too if you had a snake-woman scolding you.

“I’m sure he just didn’t see you, your tail is pretty low to the ground and he’s tall.” You interrupt, trying to diffuse the fight. “Plus…he probably can’t see very well with his eyes shaped the way the are.”

She turns to you, looking serious, “How did you know that?”

“His pupils are horizontally slotted, so I guess….he’d be more in tune with seeing things from afar? I studied deer for a commission a while back.”

“Yes! Yes, that’s right. I-I dropped my glasses and broke them the other day, so I can’t really see things up close until my new ones ship in…” The man claims, looking ready to run away.

Victoria hums contemplatively, before finally relaxing. “Alright, ok, you can go. Just be careful, please.”

“O-o-of course! No problem! Bye!” He replied, nodding his head and bolting away. Yeesh, you’d never seen anyone run away that fast before.

“Sorry about that.” Victoria apologizes, turning back to you. “I hate when people touch my tail. My anger gets the best of me sometimes.”

You shrug, “I can get that, I guess. I wouldn’t like my tail touched if I had one either, much less stepped on.”

“Exactly! Some people think they can just walk right up and touch my tail. Sorry, I’m not a traveling petting zoo, at least ask before touching.” She exclaims, crossing her arms. “Say, how much do you know about mutants?”

“A little. I did some studies on them when freelancing for a magazine that specifically published for mutants, but I still have a lot to learn.”

“Well, the only way you’re going to learn is by observing. Has anyone else decided to employ you?”

You shake your head, “No, or else I would’ve packed up and left.”

“Perfect! Then, you can stay with me.” She smiles, taking a slip of paper from her pocket and writing down her number on it. “Text me and we can work out a salary through Violet and your moving day, sound good?”

“Uh, yeah, sounds good.” You stutter, taking the paper. She decided, just like that? You thought there would be more effort involved in getting hired.

“Great, I’ll hear from you soon, then!” Victoria says, leaving your table. “Bye for now!”

You blink, feeling a bit flustered. “Oh, uh, bye.”

This was going to be quite the job, wasn’t it?

-

You were right. To call it “quite the job” was an understatement. While Victoria wasn’t nearly as mean as she showed during the meet and greet, her life was VERY different than yours. Dedicated to science, she made her money studying threatening diseases in animals. She was a leading researcher due to her natural talent with predatory animals, and was known throughout her field. Being an art nerd, you wouldn’t know a thing about animal husbandry, but after spending a few months in her home, you got to know a thing or two.

First off, she had a very strict diet of rodent, chicken, and occasionally lamb. Due to her serpentine body, her diet was limited to just meats, as anything else could make her sick. Her diet was so strict, in fact, she bought a mini-fridge just for you in your room so your groceries wouldn’t touch. You thought it was unnecessary, but hey, you weren’t complaining.

Second of all, because she was away from home due to work so much, you were basically there to make sure nobody broke in as well as to clean up the dust that settles on unused furniture. Literally every piece of furniture was tailored to work with her body, so they were pretty hard for you to clean. She had suspended ropes and beams she could drape herself from, extra large couches to fit her coils, and her bed was literally a glorified tent to mimic a burrow. You never really used her furniture much, unless she invited you too, so quite literally you had to dust everything in her apartment.

And finally, you were also there to assist her in communicating with other researchers when she couldn’t. Every once and awhile, she gave you her computer and told you to reply with any emails with a script explaining she was away. You had no idea what she was doing, but you just assumed she was going into a mini-hibernation of sorts. It wasn’t until about a year after you started living with her did you realize you were wrong…so, so wrong.

“Danny? Are you there?” You heard Victoria call, her voice slightly urgent.

Peaking your head out of your room, you frowned as you called back. “Yeah, do you need me?”

“Uhm, maybe, quickly. Please.”

That didn’t sound good. You found yourself in her room in under 3 seconds, only to find her in her tent-bed, looking slightly uncomfortable.

“I need you to take my computer…my cycle..it started early,”

“Sure, no problem, but your cycle for…what?” You replied, fretting a little. “You don’t get periods.”

She nods, going a bit red in the face. “Kind of…I just..no, it’s embarrassing to talk about. Just take my computer.”

“Are you…sure?” You asked, bending to her level. “I know it’s none of my business, but if I knew, maybe I could help. That’s what I’m here for.”

“I just…fuck, ok, every once and a while I get pseudo-periods, but I don’t bleed, I…lay eggs, or at least my body wants me to. Typically mutants like me just lay them like normal and get over it, but I have lay in something, because that’s how the scientists built me. It’s painful not too, so I usually wait until my body absorbs the eggs back in and moves on.”

Damn. That was a lot to take in.

“So…you’re in pain?”

Hesitant, she nods, biting her lip.

You sigh, straightening up. “Well, I have no idea if this will work, but I have some heat pads in my room, and if you’re cramping, I could always try to massage them away.”

She looked bewildered, “You can do that?”

“Yeah, of course. It’s not like you haven’t made me to strange shit before.” You replied, smirking a little. “Remember once you made me get a piece of stuck shed off your tail because you couldn’t?”

You laughed a little as she turned bright red, “Well I’m sorry that the scientists who made me made my arms too short for me to reach parts of my tail! It wasn’t humid enough for all of it to off at once!”

“Right, right.” You chided, rolling your eyes, “Whatever you say. I’ll be right back.”

Grabbing your heat pad from your room, you also grab some aspirin and water, just in case. Coming back, you notice Victoria has modified her tent-bed to make it just the slightest bit bigger. Did she…want you to go into there?

“I brought asprin, do you want it?”

She shook her head, “No, it’ll make me sick. I will take the water, though.”

Handing it over, you plugged the heat pad in let it warm up before sliding it into her tent.

“Just put that wherever you want, but I recommend to put it where you’re cramping.

Nodding, you watch as she puts the pad under where her hips end and her tail begins. For some reason, watching her makes you feel odd, so you pull your eyes away and busy yourself with putting the aspirin on a nearby bedtable.

“So how does the massaging work?” She asks, lying on her side.

“I can’t imagine your muscles would be super different than mine in the abdomen area, or near your hips, so I’d basically be kneading them and have pressure on them until your muscles stop killing you.”

“Not sure if that’ll work, seeing as the pain comes from, um…actually, nevermind, go ahead and try it. It’s worth a shot.”

You raise an eyebrow at her, wondering what she would’ve said had she not cut herself off, but you don’t push it. “Ok, first, you have to come out here so I can massage you.”

“Oh! No, you can just come in here. That’s why I made room for you.” Victoria replies, shifting to give you more than enough room. Hesitant, you climb in, feeling far less claustrophobic than you were expecting to feel. It was actually pretty roomy.

“Huh, it’s warm in here.”

“Yes, well, it has to be. I really don’t like blankets unless I need to use them.” She explains, shrugging. “So what do you want me to do?”

“You should…uh…” Positioning was going to be a toughie, wasn’t it? “Lay on your stomach. I think I can reach you the best that way without having to sit on your tail.”

She hummed, complying with your command. Gently, you lifted up her shirt ever so slightly and began to work your fingers not only on her sides, but also through her lower back. She practically melted with satisfaction.

“Is this helping?”

“Hm…no, not with the cramps, but it’s a very effective distraction.” She replies, muffled by her arms.

“I guess that’s good, but I’d actually like to help you get rid of your pain so you can get back to work.” You say, thinking out loud a little. “Can you think of anything else that might work?”

You could feel her tense under your fingers, “Ah, no. Nothing you could do, I’m sure.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well…” She sits up, moving her away from you. “The only time I was truly able to get rid of the pain was when I had a girlfriend. She and I…um..remember when I said I could only lay in things?”

“Yeah? I don’t see- ooooh.” Now it all made sense.

She needed someone to lay her eggs in. She needed to have sex to actually get rid of the pain.

“Yeah, oh.” Victoria said, not making eye contact. “I don’t think you’d want to do that, it’s really unnatural for some and even if it wasn’t, you’re-”

Despite your consciousness telling you not to do so, you cut her off. “I’d probably be ok with it.”

She looked at you with wide eyes. “What?”

“I-I mean…” Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. What were you doing? “I’m not against it, it doesn’t seem bad. If you’re ok with it, that is.”

She gave you a stern, serious look, not unlike the one she gave you when you first met. “You’re completely serious about this?”

Letting out a bit of a nervous laugh, you bring your hand to the back of your neck. “I-I can’t say it was a joke, but if you don’t want to, we can always forget about it and I can just take the computer and leave.”

Silent, she seems to think deeply about your offer. It takes everything you have to not bolt out of the tent and lock yourself in your room, but after what seems like centuries, she speaks up.

“I think I’d be fine. Just don’t tell Violet, it might void our contract. I’ll have to find out later.”

Oh shit, she was actually on board. “A-alright, agreed.”

After a second of hesitance, she moves up to you, looking you up and down once before finally putting a hand under your chin and bringing you into a kiss. You hadn’t kissed anyone in so long, you felt a small voice in the back of your head yell about your own self consciousness, but it was quickly quashed when you felt your back hit soft pillows, her hands roaming up your shirt.

“Can I take this off of you?” She asks, her voice holding a sort of tone you’d never expect to hear from her.

“Sure, it’s all yours.” You reply, trying to be causal but dimly realizing what those words imply. God, is there a moment you couldn’t be awkward here?

Victoria really didn’t seem to mind, though. Taking off your shirt, she blinks a little as she looks at you, mistified.

“Oh, wow.”

“What?”

“You…have boobs.”

You let out a little laugh, amused by her thought. “Uh, yeah? People have those.”

“I don’t.”

Now it was your turn to blink. “Oh?”

Nodding, she took off her own shirt (or was it a dress? You could never tell, seeing as she can’t wear any sort of bottoms, ever.) and gestured towards her own chest. It was as flat as a cutting board.

“I guess that makes sense, seeing as…you don’t really need boobs with eggs and all.”

She shrugs, taking a quick glance towards your own before tearing her eyes away. “True, but I always thought they looked nice.”

You hummed, blushing a little when you realize it was a compliment. “I’ll take this off then, let you have a better look.”

Unclipping your bra, you let yourself relish as she turned a bit redder than she already was.

“Um, thanks.” She replied, her voice small. She was always so decisive and confident, you couldn’t help but feel a little amused by the fact she couldn’t seem to decide if she wanted to stare or not. Looks like you were going to have to make the decision for her.

Taking her hand, you led her hand to your chest, letting a smile play onto your lips. “I’m surprised you’re blushing this hard, you’ve had a girlfriend before, right?”

Realizing she had permission to touch you, she curiously felt you in her hands. “Yeah, but she was also a mutant, so…”

Ah, that made sense. You couldn’t help but shiver when her thumb brushed over your nipple, slightly ashamed of the fact that you could feel heat pooling near your thighs.

“How sensitive are you there?” She asks, continuing to make slow circles around your nipple with her thumb.

“Very.” You replied, feeling yourself relax a little. Not satisfied yet, she slowly drags her hands down your body and rests them just above your hips, realizing there was one more blockade in the way.

“Do you want to-” “Yes.”

Startled by your answer, she seems more than happy to unbutton your jeans and throw them aside, leaving you only in your underwear. You are so glad you wore your good pair today.

“Oh, they’re wet.” She noted, taking a hand and feeling the front. You took a small breath in, your body flinching with being touched the slightest bit. “That’s normal?”

You nod, “Normal.”

Content with your answer, she fiddles with the front of your underwear a little more before delicately taking them off, exposing you.

“I never thought you’d grow hair down here either…” Victoria says, more curious than anything. “Maybe I should stop studying predators and start studying humans. This is far more interesting.”

“You think?” You reply, a little embarrassed by her commentary. It wasn’t bad, but you’d never been looked at so closely before…not by anyone other than a doctor, that is. You really jumped when she placed her and against you, fingers separating the lips of your pussy and exploring. Your hands shot to your face as you let out a little noise, making her look at you.

“Is this ok?”

“M-mhm. I just…jeez, this is new.”

“True…for the both of us.” Victoria replies. Her hands aren’t doing much except explore until her fingers run across your clit. The noise that you make in response is obscene.

“Oh? Is this also sensitive?” She asks, using her fingers to tease it. You can’t reply, covering your mouth to muffle your moans and whines while trying (and failing) to resist the urge to buck up into her hand.

A sly grin shows up on her face, practically drinking up your reaction. “I’m right, aren’t I?”

“Listen, it’s- oooOooh shit ok that’s happening.” You protest, only to feel her slip a finger inside you. “Ok, cool, that’s my- oh god.”

“I know what it is, don’t worry. I learned that much in school, and from the internet.” She says, quickly finding your g-spot and rubbing it. “Who do you take me for?”

Your mind is going a bit too fuzzy to form a reply, enjoying her fingers way too much. When she adds a third, you can’t stop yourself from coming right then and there. It had been a while, so it was no surprise you only lasted a short while.

Victoria didn’t seem to really care. “I think that’s enough, don’t you?”

“Enough for…” You breathe, a little tired from it all. “Oh.”

Positioned right near your entrance, her ovipositor waits for your permission to move inside you. It was long, and reddish in color, and it kind of scared you but…it also excited you. You had no idea what this would feel like.

“Slowly, please.”



“Right.” She nods, and gently brings herself in. She feels way thicker than she looks, and your breath hitches a little when you feel her tail wrap around your leg instinctively.

“You’re feeling ok?” She asks, her voice a little breathy.

“Mhm, it’s fine.” That was an understatement. “You can start…um..”

She didn’t need you to say it out loud. Pinning you down gently, she begins to thrust in and out of you. It’s slow, but your body soon gives in to her size and allows her to move faster. Between your own natural body fluids and the ones she was creating, you were slick enough to move at a steady pace while still feeling the friction of her ovipositor rubbing against your g-spot. You were so close to your peak, the noises you made were loud enough to make covering them up futile. She was fucking you so hard you could feel yourself displacing the pillows nearby. This was too good to be real.

Then again, she was a mutant, what were you expecting?

Clenching around her, you felt your vision go white as your orgasm hit you. You were only dimly aware of the fact that she wasn’t finished with you yet as you came down from your high, her pace beginning to become messy as she approached her own peak. Coming deep in you, you could feel something fill you up, heavy and thick. When she pulled out, you could just see a small trail of come follow her ovipositor until she resheathed herself, as if it had never been there at all.

Both of you breathing hard, she takes the time to quickly rearrange the pillows before moving you to a more comfortable spot and laying beside you. Her tail had not yet let go of your leg, but you didn’t particularly mind.

“So…feeling better?” You ask, exhaustion settling in.

A laugh bubbles on her lips, “Yes, definitely. Thank you.”

“Mhm, not a problem.” You replied, finally letting yourself drift off to sleep. Last thing you can recall is the dull feeling of Victoria bringing you close to her, her arm wrapped around you.

-

(hey yall! you can call me O if you’ve never seen any of my submissions before. next chapter will involve egg laying, so this isn’t the end of the story! but until the next chapter is posted, feel free to read any of my other stuff @or-beez . thanks!)

anonymous asked:

Your art is gorgeous, and your representation of Hinny is incredible! Thank you for this. However sometimes I think that it's almost too cheerful. Don't you think they were traumatised by war? That they can't be this easy-going in everything they do. Sorry, I don't want to draw you with me to the rivers of angst or to criticise your work (which is wonderful!), it's just a sour thought that always cross my mind. War can't be forgotten. Not really.

Thank you! my comics show random moments of their lives (my headcanons, I’m not saying that this happened hahaa), so it’s not like they have forgotten about the war, but they’ve learnt to move on and keep living. my first sketches of Harry as an auror were very dark and serious, but I don’t think he was like this all the time. I think they had great and fun moments together. It took some time, but slowly starts happening. =) Ginny for example is a woman of uplift spirit. Even during war, she was never crying. This is one of the things that made Harry fall in love with her, in the canon world, and probably one of the things that made him marry her. When I think about Harry as a father and husband, I need to consider the personality of Ginny too, not only his, and for me, she makes Harry happy and fun. Also, especially after kids appearing in their life, I just keep imagining the awkwards  and funny situations they could have had. It’s one of the things I enjoy about the next generation. The thought of babies, innocent babies, appearing in their routine after so much time fighting against the dark art is a sensation that makes my heart very warm and it’s what inspire me so much. Of course, there are comics that I create for the sake o laughter, but really, with my sketches, I don’t want to be angst all the time - especially because I have so much fun doing them… When I draw angst situation, that means I am feeling angst and I try to avoid this ^^ I hope you undestand my explanation, but I do understand your point of view. Thank you very much :)

anonymous asked:

"heated kisses with gasps in between, hands tugging at clothes and exploring skin, bodies pressed close. giving in." With Bruce 💕 :(( hope u feel better soon

semi-nsfw below the cut!

It was never meant to be anything more than a simple fling, a moment of weakness shared between two lifelong friends who happen to have feelings for the other.

But you were never lucky, and simple wasn’t something that came easy. You swore to yourself you wouldn’t let yourself fall, that you wouldn’t give in to anyone ever again, but the moment you tasted him for the first time, the moment you allowed him into your heart, your body, you knew that you were lost to him.

Bruce’s big, broad hands are warm as they slide over the skin at your hips, kneading softly as his mouth works at the tender flesh of your neck. You tug helplessly at his hair, panting softly as he subtly rolls his hips against yours, fingers teasing under the waistband of your panties.

“Bruce,” you gasp, arching your back against him as he pulls you closer, mouth kissing fire along your jawline. “Please…”

“I love you,” he whispers, groaning as your nails take down his back. “I’ll give you everything, baby girl. Just tell me what you need.”

His words steal the breath straight from your lungs, but you let out a long, drawn-out moan as he finally slots his swollen mouth over yours, kissing you harder than he ever has before.

“Please let me have you,” he pleads, breathless from your kiss. “Please let this be real.”

Title: Anyone But You, Part 2

Author: mylittleACobsession

A/N: Part two of the one shot for @imakemyownblog who requested the following:

“Could I pretty please get a Jacob oneshot where the reader is a high-ranking member of the Blighters and one day they have to face down with each other, not realizing that they were childhood friends until the actual fight? To make it interesting, Jacob had a huge crush on them? XD Pretty please & thank you! <3”

Let the horrible emotional pain begin!

Keep reading

How old were you when you first realised you weren’t straight, 
And no, 
You weren’t gay either, 
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I was seventeen, 
And I guess I should have known, 
After all, 
I had kissed girls, 
Had crushes, 
But I had kissed boys too, 
Dated them, 
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And if you’re a girl who likes boys, 
Well then, 
Straight is all you can be right? 
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Wrong.

They like to tell you, 
Sexuality is simple really, 
You’re one,
Or the other,
Since when were human beings so easily defined? 
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But it’s easy to believe you’re not real, 
When that hate is internalised, 
You never realise, 
It’s easy to dismiss crushes like that, 
As easy friendship,
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Those kisses as party spirit,
After all. 
People talk so much about:
Girls crushes and bromance,
How easy that must be to confuse with love right?
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Wrong.
—  “Biphobic” a spoken word poem

anonymous asked:

Hey Emma! To begin with, id just like to thank you for motivating me to study so hard! I had my GCSE maths papers this and last month and on my third paper I MAJORLy messed up- there was an extra page on the back of the question paper that I didn't see! I also misread another question and did a really stupid mistake in another- and these were the questions worth the most marks. Do you have any advice on moving on and not worrying about past exams?

I’m super glad my blog could do that - it is exactly the intentions I have! Everyone has tough exams and makes mistakes. We have all done things that when we look back are extremely stupid and questionable. I was reading back my old papers with my sister and found so many things that were easy things I should have fixed. In my final HSC exam for modern, I missed several short answer questions because I ran out of time. Try to look at this as a learning curve! From now on you’re always going to check those extra pages and make sure you’re not missing bits. You’re also going to read the questions more carefully now. In your next exams, break it down. Read each word and annotate what each one is asking. Here is a little example. Moving past exams can be really tough when you feel haunted by mistakes but you’re doing the right thing by acknowledging where you’ve gone wrong. These are really easy fixes for you since it is just a error in your judgement! Try not to let it consume you xx

Edit: @zafa1234 is a past GSCE student who is willing to help you if needed! She sent me this ask offering her help :-)

gay ask game for gays only

1. describe your idea of a perfect date

2. whats your “type”

3. do you want kids?

4. if you do, will you adopt or use some other form of child birth?

5. describe the cutest date you’ve ever been on

6. describe your experience having sex for the first time (were you nervous? or was it easy peasy?)

7. are you a morning time gay or night time gay?

8. opinion on nap dates?

9. opinion on brown eyes?

10. dog gay or cat gay?

11. would you ever date someone who owned rodents or reptiles?

12. whats a turn off you look for before you start officially dating someone

13. what is a misconception you had about lgb people before you realized you were one?

14. what is a piece of advice you would give to your younger self

15. (if attracted to more than one gender) do you have different “types” for different genders?

16. who is an ex you regret?

17. night club gay or cafe gay?

18. who is one person you would “go straight” for

19. video game gay, book gay, or movie gay?

20. favourite gay ship (canon or not)

21. favourite gay youtuber

22. have you ever unknowingly asked out a straight person?

23. have you ever been in love?

24. have you ever been heartbroken?

25. how do you determine if you want to be them or be with someone

26. favourite lgb musician/band

27. what is a piece of advice you have for young / baby gays

28. are you out? if so how did you come out

29. what is the most uncomfortable / strange coming out experience you have 

30. what is a piece of advice for people who may not be in a safe place to express their sexuality

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philip shea + textpost meme (a pair piece for my lukas one) 

the signs as sunny episodes
  • aries: mac day
  • taurus: mac fights gay marriage
  • gemini: the gang tries desperately to win an award
  • cancer: mac and dennis break up
  • leo: the nightman cometh
  • virgo: the gang gets analyzed
  • libra: the gang dines out
  • scorpio: the d.e.n.n.i.s. system
  • sagittarius: the gang gets trapped
  • capricorn: the gang recycles their trash
  • aquarius: flowers for charlie
  • pisces: the gang goes to the jersey shore

Hi guys! Here’s a little masterpost of quotes from children’s books that you can use in your bullet journal, or anywhere else you feel like!

THE LITTLE PRINCE (ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPÉRY)

  • “It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.”
  • “The most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or touched, they are felt with the heart.”
  • “You become responsible forever for what you’ve tamed.” 
  • “You - you alone will have the stars as no one else has them…In one of the stars I shall be living. In one of them I shall be laughing. And so it will be as if all the stars were laughing, when you look at the sky at night…You - only you - will have stars that can laugh.”
  • “Grown-ups never understand anything by themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them”
  • “A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral.” 

A LITTLE PRINCESS (FRANCES HODGSON BURNETT)

  • “If I am a princess in rags and tatters, I can be a princess inside. It would be easy to be a princess if I were dressed in cloth of gold, but it is a great deal more of a triumph to be one all the time when no one knows it.”
  • “When you will not fly into a passion people know you are stronger than they are, because you are strong enough to hold in your rage, and they are not, and they say stupid things they wish they hadn’t said afterward. “
  • “There’s nothing so strong as rage, except what makes you hold it in–that’s stronger. It’s a good thing not to answer your enemies.”
  • “If nature has made you for a giver, your hands are born open, and so is your heart; and though there may be times when your hands are empty, your heart is always full, and you can give things out of that–warm things, kind things, sweet things–help and comfort and laughter–and sometimes gay, kind laughter is the best help of all.”
  • “Somehow, something always happens just before things get to the very worst. It is as if Magic did it. If I could only just remember that always. The worse thing never quite comes.”
  • “But I suppose there might be good in things, even if we don’t see it.”
  • “You don’t forget, but you bear it better.” 

LITTLE WOMEN (LOUISA MAY ALCOTT)

  • “I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning how to sail my ship.”
  • “It’s wicked to throw away so many good gifts because you can’t have the one you want.”
  • “Love is a great beautifier.” 
  • “Watch and pray, dear, never get tired of trying, and never think it is impossible to conquer your fault.”
  • “I want to do something splendid…something heroic or wonderful that won’t be forgotten after I’m dead. I don’t know what, but I’m on the watch for it and mean to astonish you all someday.” 
  • “Conceit spoils the finest genius.” 
  • “Be comforted, dear soul! There is always light behind the clouds.”
  • “Life and love are very precious when both are in full bloom.”
  • “The only chivalry worth having is that which is the readiest to to pay deference to the old, protect the feeble, and serve womankind, regardless of rank, age, or color.”
  • “Books are always good company if you have the right sort.”
  • “The humblest tasks get beautified if loving hands do them.”
  • “Now and then, in this workaday world, things do happen in the delightful storybook fashion, and what a comfort that is.”

MATLIDA (ROALD DAHL)

  • “So Matilda’s strong young mind continued to grow, nurtured by the voices of all those authors who had sent their books out into the world like ships on the sea. These books gave Matilda a hopeful and comforting message: You are not alone.” 
  • “Never do anything by halves if you want to get away with it. Be outrageous. Go the whole hog. Make sure everything you do is so completely crazy it’s unbelievable…” 
  • “I have found it impossible to talk to anyone about my problems. I couldn’t face the embarrassment, and anyway I lack the courage. Any courage I had was knocked out of me when I was young. But now, all of sudden I have a sort of desperate wish to tell everything to somebody.”
  • “I’ve always said to myself that if a little pocket calculator can do it why shouldn’t I?”
  • “There is little point in teaching anything backwards. The whole object of life, Headmistress, is to go forwards.”
  • “I’m afraid men are not always quite as clever as they think they are.”

THE PHANTOM TOLLBOOTH (NORTON JUSTER)

  • “So many things are possible just as long as you don’t know they’re impossible.”
  • “Have you ever heard the wonderful silence just before the dawn? Or the quiet and calm just as a storm ends? Or perhaps you know the silence when you haven’t the answer to a question you’ve been asked, or the hush of a country road at night, or the expectant pause of a room full of people when someone is just about to speak, or, most beautiful of all, the moment after the door closes and you’re alone in the whole house? Each one is different, you know, and all very beautiful if you listen carefully.”
  • “Time is a gift, given to you, given to give you the time you need, the time you need to have the time of your life. ”
  • “You must never feel badly about making mistakes … as long as you take the trouble to learn from them. For you often learn more by being wrong for the right reasons than you do by being right for the wrong reasons.”
  • “The most important reason for going from one place to another is to see what’s in between.”
  • “What you can do is often simply a matter of what you will do.”
  • “What you learn today, for no reason at all, will help you discover all the wonderful secrets of tomorrow.”
  • “Whatever we learn has a purpose and whatever we do affects everything and everyone else, if even in the tiniest way.”

THE GOLDEN COMPASS (PHILIP PULLMAN)

  • “You cannot change what you are, only what you do.”
  • “We are all subject to the fates. But we must act as if we are not, or die of despair.”
  • “Every opportunity will come again.”
Oscar Isaac AU

Oscar Isaac as Enjolras (via thebridgesandtunnels)

Oscar Isaac as Combeferre

Oscar Isaac as Courfeyrac

Oscar Isaac as Feuilly

Oscar Isaac as Bahorel  (via smolfeuilly)

(also)

Oscar Isaac as Jehan (via pilferingapples and cheesethesecond)

Oscar Isaac as Joly

Oscar Isaac as Bossuet

Oscar Isaac as Grantaire (via darrenjolras)

Oscar Isaac as Marius:

PLUS bonus Montparnasse: