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Ty was silent, and in that silence, Kit thought of Ty’s headphones, the music in his ears, the whispered words, the way he touched things with such total concentration: smooth stones, rough glass, silk and leather and textured linen. There were people in the world, he knew, who thought human beings like Ty did those things for no reason—because they were inexplicable. Broken.
Kit felt a wash of rage go through him. How could they not understand everything Ty did had a reason? If an ambulance siren blared in your ears, you covered them. If something hit you, you doubled up to protect yourself from hurt.
But not everyone felt and heard exactly the same way. Ty heard everything twice as loud and fast as everyone else. The headphones and the music, Kit sensed, were a buffer: They deadened not just other noises, but also feelings that would otherwise be too intense. They protected him from hurt.
He couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to live so intensely, to feel things so much, to have the world sway into and out of too-bright colors and too-bright noises. When every sound and feeling was jacked up to eleven, it only made sense to calm yourself by concentrating all your energy on something small that you could master—a mass of pipe cleaners to unravel, the pebbled surface of a glass between your fingers.
“I don’t want to tell you not to go to the Scholomance if it’s what you want,” said Kit. “But I would just say that it isn’t always about people trying to protect you, or knowing what’s best for you, or thinking they do. Sometimes they just know they’d miss you.”
“Livvy would miss me—”
“Your whole family would miss you,” said Kit, “and I would miss you.”
It was a bit like stepping off a cliff, far scarier than any con Kit had ever run for his dad, any Downworlder or demon he’d ever met. Ty looked up in surprise, forgetting the glass in his hands.
He was blushing. It was very visible against his pale skin. “You would?”
“Yeah,” said Kit, “but like I said, I don’t want to stop you from going if you want to—”
“I don’t,” Ty said. “I changed my mind.” He set the glass down. “Not because of you. Because the Scholomance appears to be full of assholes.”
Kit burst out laughing. Ty looked even more astonished than he had when Kit had said he’d miss him. But after a second, he started to laugh too. They were both laughing, Kit doubled up over the blankets, when Magnus came into the room.
—  so, let me know if there’s any heterosexual explanation for this por favor

“People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals (PETA) is an organization that publicly claims to represent the best interest of animals – indeed their “ethical treatment.” Yet approximately 2,000 animals pass through PETA’s front door every year and very few make it out alive. The vast majority – 96 percent in 2011 – exit the facility out the back door after they have been killed, when Pet Cremation Services of Tidewater stops by on their regular visits to pick up their remains. Between these visits, the bodies are stored in the giant walk-in freezer PETA installed for this very purpose. It is a freezer that cost $9,370 and, like the company which incinerates the bodies of PETA’s victims, was paid for with the donations of animal lovers who could never have imagined that the money they donated to help animals would be used to end their lives instead. In fact, in the last 11 years, PETA has killed 29,426 dogs, cats, rabbits, and other domestic animals.”

“A supermarket dumpster full of garbage bags. When police officers looked inside, they found the bodies of dead animals – animals killed by PETA. PETA described these animals as “adorable” and “perfect.” A veterinarian who naively gave PETA some of the animals, thinking they would find them homes, and examined the dead bodies of others, testified that they were “healthy” and “adoptable."”

“The PETA field killing kit found by police in the back of the PETA death van in Ahsokie, North Carolina.”

“An Ahsokie Police Detective dressed in a hazmat suit prepares to bury a puppy killed by PETA. This puppy and dozens of other animals including cats and kittens were found by police throughout June of 2005 after PETA employees dumped them in a garbage bin in North Carolina.’”

“Puppies killed by PETA in the back of a van – a donor-funded slaughterhouse on wheels. Despite $35,000,000 in annual revenues and millions of "animal-loving” members, PETA does not even try to find them homes. PETA has no adoption hours, does no adoption promotion, has no adoption floor, but is registered with the State of Virginia as a “humane society” or “animal shelter."”

“Not only does PETA kill animals, they also defend the killing of animals by others. This is a dying kitten in a Houston shelter after staff "lost” the kitten. When he was found, he was near death. His last hours were ones of suffering.”

“A puppy dying of parvovirus in the Houston shelter is not given anything soft to lie on as she urinates all over herself. Here she sits, unable to keep her head up, alone in a cold, barren stainless steel cage without receiving necessary veterinary care. Other shelters have a better than 90% rate of saving dogs with parvovirus.”

“The PETA solution: dead “feral” cats in a Florida shelter. PETA successfully defeated SB 1320, a law that would have clarified that nonlethal programs to neuter and release feral cats, rather than killing them, are legal in Florida. As shelters and health departments nationwide embrace trap-neuter-release programs, PETA remains a stalwart opponent of this humane alternative to killing, arguing that healthy feral cats should continue to be killed, even urging their supporters to take them to shelters or veterinarians to do so. The PETA website states that, “the most compassionate choice is to euthanize feral cats. You can ask your veterinarian to do this or, if your local shelter uses an injection of sodium pentobarbital, take the cats there.” This shelter used “an injection of sodium pentobarbital,” killing the cats in front of other cats, catch-poling the cats as they tried to flee while they urinated and defecated all over the kennel in fear. That is how terrified feral cats behave in shelters. Apparently to PETA, this is as it should be.”

“A cat in the King County, Washington shelter begs for food and water. Cats in the infirmary were not fed or given water over a three-day holiday weekend and both their food bowls and water bowls are empty. Although staff was assigned to the shelter, supervisors and staff chose to socialize instead. I was hired by the King County Council to assess the shelter. My advice: Hire supervisors who are not part of the same union so as to eliminate conflicts of interest; all staff should be given a checklist of assigned duties; and supervisors should double check that those duties have been done. In a letter to the King County Council, PETA told officials not to listen to me because I was “radical.” Read the full article Written By: Nathan J. Winograd (Huffington Post, Director, No Kill Advocacy Center):”

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so I drew this a while ago and never finished because partway through they revealed straight Jaal and I lost all spirit. now they’re in gay limbo

Sam's Ultimate, Failproof, Foolproof AP Survival Kit

Prepare a backpack or tote bag with the following:

  1. Water bottle. Fill it up people. Don’t be dumb. Also don’t drink so much that you’re getting up to pee every half hour.
  2. A pencil pouch. Include in this 4 blue or black pens (whichever color is your preference) and 2 pens in the other color. Pens are mandatory on History and English essays. Also include a minimum of 8, pre-sharpened, wooden, #2 pencils. No mechanical pencils here folks. Don’t forget a hand pencil sharpener and one or two big erasers!
  3. Granola bars or some other easy snack for breaks.
  4. Extra ponytail holders and bobby pins. We’ve all been there, taking an important test with our hair in our face. Ugh, that sucks.
  5. A blanket. I mean, I don’t know about  you, but I like to wear shorts when it’s 90 degrees in May. Which means my legs are going to freeze in that room during the test. Sounds weird, but you’re testing with people you go to school with. They already know how weird you are :)
  6. A jacket or sweatshirt. Mine is a lightweight fleece pullover. Blanket’s got your legs. Gotta get the top!
  7. Cough drops. Last year I sat next to a guy who had pneumonia. He coughed the entire time. I gave him half my bag of cough drops and it definitely helped!
  8. Gum.
  9. Calculator. After making sure your calculator is approved, make sure you pack some back up batteries or that you at least charged your Nspire’s battery.
  10. Lunch. Not necessary for all exams, but sometimes you get stuck with back to back exams. Last year, it was American Gov and Comparative Politics. For me, this year, it’s English Language and Statistics. There isn’t time to leave the testing site to eat, so just pack a PB&J and call it good people.

Remember to keep chapstick at hand. And if you have a uterus, remember all your supplies including but not limited to: tampons, pads, Midol, and ibuprofen.

There, now if you have no idea what a Taylor Polynomial or can’t remember anything about Henry VIII (oof), you at least have the best every Exam Kit and you can feel good about something :)

Kidding, you all are going to rock all of these. You’ve studied, you’ve prepared, you know more than you think you do.

Happy testing!!

The door flew open. Kieran flung his curtain rod. Diego, who had just appeared in the doorway, ducked as it flew by and slammed into the wall, where it jammed point first. “¿ Que chingados?” said Diego, looking stunned. “What the hell?” “He thinks you’re here to kill us,” said Kit. “Are you?
—  Lord of Shadows

anonymous asked:

Wait a know we get on the topic of fur colors a lot but what about... kits? Like, did any queen in all of warrior cats ever have more than 2-4 kits? In one litter?

i think there may have been one litter of five kits?? tbh i think its because the erins don’t want to spend that much time trying to create new characters/it would get confusing.

but the fact is that ½ of all feral kits will die before reaching maturity so it would make sense for clan cats to have large litters to ensure as many as possible survive, and even then most die early from disease/sickness/war injuries etc

i wish the erins did the “unnamed kits” thing again because it makes it a lot easier to kill kits (which i know i know is sad but it happens!! it’s a part of life!!) like what kits have died since hollykit + larchkit?? (squirrelflights kits were stillborn so I’m not counting them) i wanna see a queen have a litter of like 8 kits and just watch the camp descend into chaos

Why were Olaf’s parents assassinated?

As we sin, so do we suffer. Children pay for their parents’ crimes.

Lemony Snicket drops many bombshells in his series, but very few compare to the magnitude of Olaf’s revelations in the twelfth book. We had always wondered, of course, if Olaf had anything to do with the death of the Baudelaire parents. So much, in fact, that we had forgotten to ask its justification:

“Our parents took a taxi to the opera one evening when their car wouldn’t start.”
“I remember that evening well,” Kit replied with a faint smile. “It was a performance of La Forza del Destino . Your mother was wearing a red shawl, with long feathers along the edges. During intermission I followed them to the snack bar and slipped them a box of poison darts before Esmé Squalor could catch me.

[The Penultimate Peril, Chapter One]

“Yes, it does,” Klaus said. “Tell me what the weapon is that left you an orphan, and I’ll type it in for you.”
Count Olaf gave Klaus a slow smile that made the Baudelaires shudder. “Certainly I’ll tell you,” he said. “It was poison darts.”

[ The Penultimate Peril, Chapter Twelve]

There’s a clear shift in motivation here: we go from a tale of pure greediness to a full-on vendetta akin to Greek tragedies. Of course, the two are not mutually exclusive. But the later seems the most relevant one. Is stealing the Baudelaire fortune just a mean to an end (making Beatrice and Bertrand suffer through their children)? Or does it have an emotional significance?

We will argue, in this analysis, that this inheritance scheme might not just be about the money. The murder of Olaf’s parents’ explains many things about his treatment of the Baudelaire orphans, and vice-versa. Find out Olaf’s secret pains after the cut.

NOTE TO READERS: This entire theory builds upon the analysis of VFD’s schism exposed in another article of this blog (Link). We strongly recommend you read it before delving into this one.

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