We’ve just come to the end of record-setting heat wave in France, with temperatures around 40 c (that’s actually only 100 f but that’s considered pretty hot here). None of the places I work are climatisé, so I’ve been melting away in what autocorrect made me call ‘unfair conditioned rooms.’
Yesterday after grading all afternoon, I came home and passed out. I guess I had kicked off the sheet but decided I still needed something to cover me so somehow I pulled my stuffed tiger on top of me, even though it was probably over 30 degrees in the bedroom? Thank Paul for finding this hilarious and taking a picture.
Also, I fell asleep on top of my iPad, and I sweated all over it and now the battery indicator is not working but I think I am way too embarrassed to take to the repair shop and explain that yeah it was working fine until I and a large stuffed tiger fell asleep on top of it during a heat wave.

aaron dingle didn’t overcome years of internalized homophobia for y'all to say he doesn’t do pda lol if robert grabbed his hand in public he’d grab it back? stop blaming him for everything. idk if y'all have forgotten but robert just cheated on him. he’s hardly gonna be all over him right now is he.

Friendly reminder that women are forbidden to read in some parts of the world right now. Friendly reminder that oppressive regimes are telling women what to wear, where to go, what they can and can’t do, right now. Friendly reminder there are plenty of men in government who view women only as incubators and nothing more right now. Friendly reminder that what happened to Ofglen at the end of episode 3 is happening to girls all over the world right now

Friendly reminder that The Handmaid’s Tale is already real, in various forms, for many women. No red dress and white bonnet necessary. 


You’ve had a lot taken away from you, Jace. But that’s all over now. You come from a line of great and powerful Shadowhunters. From a family that has been revered for generations and feared by those who oppose all that is good and just. Now, my boy, you are about to find out what it means to be a Herondale.


Now I know where that bold defiance of yours comes from. Your just like your father. I retrieved this from Magnus’s apartment. It belongs to you now. You’ve had a lot taken away from you, Jace but that’s all over now. You come from a line of great and powerful shadowhunters, from a family that has be refereed for generations and feared by those who oppose what’s good & just. This ring signifies that. This is your birth right. Now my boy, you are about to find out what it means to be a Herondale. 

BTS’s reaction to you getting fired because you broke your boss’s arm for touching you inappropriately

Request: Bts, How would they react to you telling them you got fired from your job because you broke your boss’ arm because he tried to feel you up. You didn’t even regret it.

A/N: I was listening to a lot of sad music while writing this. Also, super sorry to all the requesters I was unexpectedly busy last week…

*WARNING: Contains foul language*

-Admin KenKen

Namjoon: He would get so heated after you told him what your boss did to you that he’d start pacing around the house asking where the hell your boss was because he just wanted to talk. You would eventually tell him that s/he’s at the hospital because you broke their arm, to which he replied, “Damn right you did!”

Jin: The thought of what your boss did to you would make him so outraged, but he wouldn’t show it because he wanted to comfort you more than anything right now. “You’re going to be okay, it’s all over now. I’ll make sure nobody ever touches you like that again.”

Yoongi: After you explained what your boss did to you, he would go straight for the car keys without any words, just a very pissed off look. It was once you told him that you broke your boss’s arm, that he stopped from going to your workplace and beating the shit out of that person. “S/He deserves it for trying to feel you up!”

Hoseok: His smile would immediately fade away once he saw you coming through the door crying. “What happened?” He asked and you told him everything that went down at work. His mind flooded with a million thoughts, he couldn’t really think of what to say, so instead he hugged you and ultimately whispered reassuring words every now and then.

Jimin: I think he would be a mixture of Jin and Yoongi, because he would want nothing more than to beat your boss’s ass, but he knew that you needed to be comforted right now. He tried his hardest to hold in his rage as he held you in his arms and listened to you.

Taehyung: He’d start pacing around, like Namjoon, because he couldn’t believe something like this would happen and he wasn’t there to protect you. He would even get a little teary-eyed due to the frustration and just wondering how your feeling. “I hope that bastard is in pain right now.”

Jungkook: He would be a lot like Jimin and Yoongi in this situation. He wanted to go find that boss of yours and deal with that person himself because he feels like your boss didn’t even get half of what they deserve. He eventually would calm down and make sure your were all right.

*GIF’s are not mine. Credits to the owners of them.*

The throat is a very sensitive place for both feline and canine breeds- a rightly placed bite will snuff out life in a blink. He knows this from some obscure documentary from his hazy childhood. So Hanzo is more than just delighted when the small nip beneath the adam’s apple jolts McCree into a high pitched yelp, followed by a doe eyed stare.

I’m reliving my animal ear phase all over now. Not necessarily a sequel to the mythical creature AU.

anonymous asked:

I wish you would write a fic where the ex-Vengers are hanging around Wakanda post Civil War talking and one of them wishes Tony never became Iron Man. Wanda decides to grant that wish and they end up in a universe where Iron Man isn't a thing, a world where Tony Stark survived Afghanistan but never made the armor. Bonus points if Stane was able to lock him out of Stark Industries and Tony disappeared from the public eye afterward.

Okay, to be honest, I don’t know if this took the turn you wanted to but hear me out.

Stane wins; Tony is quietly hustled away and kept in a workshop probably, where he has to work for Stane. Rhodey doesn’t get to see him ever and Stane got rid of Pepper because she was way too clever for Stane’s liking.

Iron Man 1 and 2 don’t really happen; maybe Vanko goes after Stane when he realizes that he got the arc reactor working somehow, but Tony isn’t in there at all.

Stane still deals with weapons, so the Ten Rings are still going strong, rebels all over the world can now take on any government army because they are armed just as well or even better as the soldiers and the world is a mess.

And then the Avengers happen. And it’s here that it gets tragic, because everything goes to shit.

The helicarrier crashes down when Clint takes out the second rotor, because no one is there to quick start it again. The remaining Avengers probably make it off in time, but Fury, Hill and Coulson not so much because they make sure everyone else gets saved first.

The world council still orders a nuclear hit on New York and since there is no Iron Man to carry the bomb into space it hits right where it was supposed to. The Avengers die in a fiery blaze; the Hulk most likely the only one who makes it out of there.

So the world might have averted this particular catastrophe at a very high price but it’s not even the worst one.

Project Inside is a go just a few years later, helicarriers without the repulsor technology but still able to fly and since Cap isn’t there to stop anything they wipe off a horrifying percentage of the world’s population.

Hydra wins.

(And because I am not a completely horrible person, that is gonna be the place where Wanda stops her little magic, but everyone remembers exactly how a world without Tony Stark would be and they are horrified. They never knew he had that much impact on anything even though they were right there.)

Your memory now is as soft as a candle glow in the darkest of night, soon it will fade just like how it should be.

Little did you know, I used to cry myself to sleep but I got over you and every moment I should’ve kept are almost gone.

I wish you the best, I don’t even think of you anymore except when I wake up in the morning gasping for air and realizing I shouldn’t have woken up to re-live the past for another twelve hours and the cycle starts all over again.

Your memory now is …a forgotten path or is it.

—  justme62 

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You’ve had a lot taken away from you, Jace. But that’s all over now. You come from a line of great and powerful Shadowhunters, from a family that has been revered by generations, and feared… by those who oppose all that is good and just. This ring signifies that. This is your birthright. Now, my boy. You are about to find out what it means to be a Herondale.

of gods & monsters

mostly written half a year ago, poems about eros & apollo. inspired by sunblind, written by the amazing @ibuzoo / @rmeisel <3, companion piece to observations on sunblinded boys (psyche & icarus)


2:31 a.m, Apollo said: why did you make me notice him? why did you make me fall?
2:31 a.m, Eros said: it’s payback
2:33 a.m, Apollo said: I see how it is. I should have known- this has your dirty little fingerprints all over. Daphne, Hyacinthus, now him. haven’t you learned you will never belong in the world of gods like me? get the fuck out of my life, you fucking piece of shit. I didn’t do anything to you this time. so why did you do it? why?
2:34 a.m, Eros said: you told her I am a monster
2:35 a.m, Apollo said: I told her the truth 

3:02 a.m, Apollo said: fuck you
3:03 a.m, Apollo said: fuck you so much 

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But seriously though, can I point out how heart breaking this is?? 

I felt like I was watching Ride grow up, I remember feeling happy for him when he got to pilot his first MS, and then feeling proud when he became such a tiny badass when fighting against the mobile armour.

^He was like this, but now he’s like that. I felt my heart break when I saw him make that painful expression after shooting Nobliss…

(All my friends are kinda joking that he has turned into Ride F Seiei now, and he’s going to join Celestial Being soon… So Rustal better watch his back. Ride is coming to get him.)

Mikasa meets the cruel world: Attack on Titan in a nutshell

More intelligent people than me have probably pointed this out long before me, but it still amazes me how much Mikasa’s upbringing truly is a metaphor for the entire series.

We start of with this carefree, peaceful family living in this isolated cabin in the woods, distanced from the outside. A comfortable existence, but their family is well aware that beyond their warm home lie problems: the Ackerman clan is still thought to be prosecuted, and Asians are sought by traffickers for their rare appearance and blood–they’re a different race, and this is useful to some.

And then one peace is interrupted: three men break in, destroying comfort and killing innocent people, and they’re there solemnly because of the physical aspects of the family, their rare appearance. Through this experience, Mikasa lost her hope and will to live, and also got to understand the cruel nature of the world she lived in. 

And then, a sudden event that changed the course of that day. The young Eren Jaeger barges in, takes out the oppressive intruders, and most importantly, restores hope to her. Just like the kidnappers, Eren came from outside of her world…but instead of bringing her more cruelty, Eren brought Mikasa a way to go against said cruelty–to fight back. The world is cruel and brutal and it crushes the weak–thus, the only way to survive is to fight back against the oppression–and that’s what Mikasa proceeds to do.

This precise event can be translated with total accuracy into the entirety of the story–it’s the exact same thing the walled world went through. The walldians lived in peace and comfort (more or less), isolated from the rest of the world, because the outside meant danger for them. We’ve always known this danger to be the titans–the basement taught us the reality though. The entire outside world has a pre-determined relationship with the walldians–not because of who, but because of what they are. Some see them as danger and want them extinct for safety measures, some see them as useful tools for their own purposes. 

Does this sound familiar? Ackermans are prosecuted because they’re a danger to the kings rule, and Asians are sought after because their origin makes them different. Mikasa’s family is a metaphor for all walldians, for all those wanted dead by the world or used as weapons in Marley’s titan army. Their situation is identical too: they live excluded from the outside world, in a pseudo-peace, which is one day interrupted by the arrival of three outsiders (kidnappers, RBA). Through their actions, those outsiders remind the inhabitants of the cruel, oppressive world they find themselves in (a grim reminder). And then, another outsider appears, restoring hope and teaching the oppressed how to free themselves: to fight. This is Eren when he barges into the cabin, and Grisha, originally from beyond the walls. when he entrusts the founding and attack titans to Eren, who would later become humanities hope and, in some way, inspires them to fight back. Both of these stories are perfect parallels.

It’s also definitely not a coincidence that the Eren-saves-Mikasa flashback was included in Isayama’s first draft of chapter 1, in flashback format. All the dialogue about Mikasa being part of a nearly extinct, different race, and Eren telling her to fight back, were there from day one. In the present time she even says that she believes Eren has the strength to overcome the world’s issues and bring hope to mankind–an even stronger parallel between her situation and all of walldia. 

Heck, it certainly isn’t a coincidence either that, during ch 14, primordial desire, aka humanities first ever victory against oppression and the first climax of the story, Eren flashes back to that very moment

On one hand it sets up other humans, aka Marley as antagonists, who’re oppressing Paradis due to the blood flowing through its inhabitants. At the same time, it redraws all the parallels mentioned beforehand by straight up comparing humanities struggle to that struggle in the woods. 

These two panels really affirm everything I mentioned above–Mikasa’s “origin story” is it’s own microcosm that foretells the entire core struggle of the series: Eldians seeking freedom from oppression. And the fact that such an early scene remains a total metaphor to the story even 90 chapters and a ton of plot twists and revelations later, just goes to show how much of a thought out story attack on titan has been for the longest time. 

|Don’t play with me|R.MANTLE

Imagine about: Reggie and the reader are engaged while they still in school. They want to build their future together, but what happened when Reggie will be offered to start his football training in California? 

WARNING(S): Kinda smutty imagine, not gonna lie, all the love in the atmosphere (may case nausea) Reggie fucking mantle is such a sweetheart! like bitch fight me if I’m wrong 

It wasn’t hard to figure out Y/N’s emotions. I’ve studied her face and her moods for a long time now that I could almost always tell what she was feeling. 

She didn’t wear her emotions on her face around other people, but around me she did. Even if she didn’t, she couldn’t hide them from me for long. 

Her face was picture of blankness now. You’d never think something was wrong unless you looked hard enogh, unless you knew he facial expressions that go with her moods. Right now there was a very tiny furrow on her right eyebrow– you’d miss it if you weren’t looking hard enough. 

I always looked.

And I knew that very tiny furrow was an indication that she was annoyed. 

“How was your last exam?” I asked, thinking maybe she didn’t do well on it. 

I couldn’t imagine why. She had her nose on her textbooks all week, barely paying attention to me. 

“Good. How was yours?” 

“It’s all over now for me.” I shrugged my shoulders. 

She said she was hungry so I took her to Pop’s. I would taken her back to my flat so we could order pizza and catch some sleep there— and maybe more— but I haven’t taken her out on a date since last week. 

Besides, this is what girls wanted after laboriously studying for exams, right? Go out and celebrate? 

She wasn’t looking at me but frowning on the fish and chips on her plate. I wanted her eyes on my. Just on me. 

I sneakily fished out a couple of fries from her plate and thew them in my mouth. She didn’t glare and slap my arm like I was expecting her to. 

Yeah, something was up. 

“If I did something wrong. I’m sorry. I’m an idiot and I will do anything– grovel at your fit, buy you diamonds, a car— no?” I grinned when she looked up at me dryly. “Okay, how about If I buy you a big jar of chocolate cream?” 

That teased a small smile out of her. 

When she caught me staring at her lips, I grinned. 

“Do you have your period?” 

Now she laughed reluctantly then looked at me with exasperation and fondness. 

“I saw Chuck today.” 

My smile disappeared. “Did he say anything to you?” 

“I didn’t know you accepted that offer in California” 

I put my fork down. “If I had a choice, I would not go” I sighed “My mom arranged these things. I have no say about it anymore, she thinks that football practise will change my life. And I really don’t care about that. She says it’s a good oppurtinity for me, but it never is. 

“What do you mean?” 

I picked up her hand, traced circles on her palm. 

“My mom is a businesswoman. That scholarship is a introductiobn for me to our business partners, investors and to get more investors. Thing of it this way: my mom is a T-rex. She needs food to feed herself and her babies. So she looks for a place where all the animals with the most body fat gather. And then she starts picking the fattest of them all.” 

She laughed, rolled her eyes then grinned at me. “Only you would make an analogy like that.” 

“That’s why you like me.” I kissed her fingers. 

And when her breathing picked up and those tempting lips parted, it was all I could do not to pull her out of her chair, dragged her to my car and kiss the hell out of her. 


I leaned closer to that I could feel her breath on my face. Her eyes glazed in yearning and I noticed the rise and fall of her chest, the creamines of her skin, I wanted to lick it. “Lets—” 

When she bit her bottom lip, I was ready to call the server. But then my phone rang. When I saw the name on the screen, I nearly groaned. “I have to take this I’m sorry, love” 

“Go ahead.” 

It was my mom and she wanted me to start my training today. I knew she didn’t like wasting time but I just finished my exams today. And I wanted to be with my girl. 

If I knew my mom would let me take today off I would have insisted it but we both know my reprieve was over. She wanted me to take over some of the operations while I was still in school, but I made a deal with her: I didn’t want to have anything to do with any of our business until I’ve finished school. 
But after that, I woul’d dedicate myself in learning everything. She agreed. 

A promise is a promise. Besides this was for Y/N and our future together. 

“That was my mom, Y/N. She wants me to fly to California and meet with my coach there to start my training. 

She opened her mouth to protest– I could see it in her eyes. She was looking forward to seeing me today too. And that was a huge consolation for me at least. But whatever she was going to sat she didn’t. Instead she called our server to have our foods packed away. 

“I know,” I said softly once we were inside my car. I joined our fingers together, kissing her palm. “I was looking forward to spending today and tonight with you, And house hunting tomorrow.” 

“It’s alright, Reggie. There’s no rush.” 

“I want to rush.” 

She smiled and reached out her hand to push my hair away from my face. 
“You need a haircut.” 

“I didn’t know she’d want me to start today. I would tell her to postpone it if I hadn’t made a promise to her that after school I’d dedicate myself into learning the business. And she’d told that guy to fly to Riverside today to meet me. He’s on his way there now. I have to catch a plane— 


She covered my mouth with her hand to shut me up. I licked it. 

When she slaped my arm and laughed, I felt better. I knew then it was okay. 

“You don’t have to explain. I understand. I’d be busy with work this summer too.” 

I didn’t bother arguing with her or telling her that I didn’t want her to work. I already knew her answer. 

“I don’t know how long this will take. I’ll try to make it tonight or tomorrow.” 

She looked at me, leaned closer and shyly kissed my lips. 

I knew she only wanted a brief kiss but I had been going crazy dreaming about her lips, her hands on me, sounds she made when I touched her. 

I had been going insane replaying that night when I took her and made love to her. Going insane from craving for the feel of her nialls bitting in my back, her legs tightening around me and her eyes glazing over when she reached what I was desperately trying to give her. 

So when her soft lips grazed mine, I lost control. I gripped her hair in my hands and pulled her to me. Into me. And I devoured. 

“Oh God, Reggie” 

I bit her bottom lip lightly, sucked on it. “Come here.” 

Lifted her on top of me. 

“Just a little more. Give me a little more, baby” 

She wrapped her legs around my waist and I adjusted her so that she was sitting where I wanted her to. I gripped her hips, pushing and pulling and urging her to move whe it felt good. 

Her eyes were clouded with desire as they meet mine. I thrust my hips upward, mesmerized when she placed her hands on my shoulders and leaned her head back exposing her neck to me. I licked at it hungrily. 

She let out a sexy moan and started to rock her hips faster. 

“Yeah, that’s the way, Y/N. Damn. Keep going” 

I watched as she took what she needed, as she let herself go lost in the incredible sensation of our bodies sliding and rubbing against each other. 

I would given her everything she asked of me. She was so fucking beautiful I couldn’t help but watch as she took and took and took. 

I kissed her hungrily before she shattered in my arms. 

It was a moment before I could finally speak. She was drapped on me, her lips on my neck as her breathing finally slowed down. 

“You just dry humped me in the parking lot,” I muttered. 

And then her shoulders started to shake before her loud peals of laughter filled the car. 

“I love it.” 

“Ohgod Reggie. You drive me crazy.” 

I pulled her back, kissing ger again. I couldn’‘t get enogh. “I can drive you crazier. Just wait until I—” 

She growled and covered my mouth with her hand. When she was sure I wouldn’t do anything, she rested her chin on my shoulder and I stroked her hair gently. 

“I’ll come home to you as soon as I can,” I promised. 

“I’ll be waiting.” 

“I miss you already.” 

“I know,” she whispered. “I miss you allready too.” 




(keep trying and take with you my official slightly aggressive fucking luck and good vibes. you’ll get there!)

A Case of Hives

My ex-wife, Janie, died. I was happy to see her go.

I regained custody of our beautiful son, Barry. He’s four years old. For the last two years, I’d been out of his life. Janie kept him away from me. God only knows what poison she filled his head with; all her hatred of me spilling out of her lying mouth to make Barry despise his old man. But all that’s over now. He’s mine again. And he’ll love me soon enough.

It was clear she’d said some terrible things to influence his perception of me. “Daddy’s bad,” Barry informed me one night. Tears filled my eyes and I clutched my son to my chest and whispered, “your Daddy is a good man, Barry. Your Daddy will take care of you.”

I meant it, although I hated him when he squirmed to get away. He was afraid of me. His mother’s poison still coursed through his veins.

In early April, Barry seemed under the weather. I checked him out. He’d developed hives. I was overjoyed. This would be my opportunity to redeem myself with him. Once he saw how well I could take care of him, he’d love me again. I thought back to his tiny hand clutching my finger moments after he was born. He’d loved me from the start. Then Janie ripped it out of him. I seethed.

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This Townes girl is from a town of 23,000 people - if she wasn’t actually 20 years old someone, multiple someones, would be all over the press right now, talking about how she’s actually only 18 and therefore she and Harry would have ‘met’ when she was underage. The media didn’t “change her age to 20” as some kind of damage control, or to manipulate the story, they initally published the fan account of her age being 18 until they had confirmation that it wasn’t correct, and changed it to her actual age.

So. They might be running with a stupid fake story here about this song (that is absolutely actually about cocaine), but they obviously never intended for it to be a gross story about Harry sleeping with an underage girl. As tends to happen, fans and the echo-chamber that is this fandom, are the ones who spread this misinformation (about an already fake story) and sparked a response of understandable revulsion from everyone. Unfortunately Harry’s team wasn’t able to get out infront of the misinformation about her age before it spread around the fandom and into the media, but they made sure that the right fake story and her actual age, got pushed ASAP.

So can everyone bring their outrage down just a notch? Yes, he’s participating in some ridiculous stunts right now, but if you look at the official stories on each of them, none of them are half as poisonous as they’re being made out to be. (And if you think about it, with Louis and Harry both with 2.5 closet accessories apiece, they’re suitably secure in their 'het status’ for them to end baby-gate at any time, without subsequently falling directly out of the closet)