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Remember Pulse this June

As we celebrate this year’s Pride month, do not forget to remember the tragic Pulse Night Club shooting. Remember that it was POC who were targeted. Remember this as we continue to fight. I’ll be either attending or hosting a local memorial this year, and I strongly recommend others do the same, if it’s possible. 

Stay safe everyone. 

Japanese National Holidays

Since Golden Week in Japan has started I thought I’d make a quick list of the Japanese National Holidays. There are of course many other days throughout the year that people celebrate, but these are the ones that the government recognizes and the public offices are closed during.

There are two rules in place that apply to any current and future national holidays:

1. When a holiday falls on a Sunday the day after is a 振替休日 「ふりかえきゅうじつ」 “Substitute Holiday” and is also taken off

2. Any day between 2 other holidays is also taken of as a 国民の休日 「こくみんのきゅうじつ」 “Citizen’s Holiday”

1月 January

元日 「がんじつ」New Year’s Day - January 1st

成人の日 「せいじんのひ」Coming of Age Day - Second Monday of January (January 9th 2017, January 8th 2018, January 14th 2019)
This holiday is to celebrate/congratulate those who have reached the age of 20 and thus have entered adulthood. Ceremonies, similar to graduation ceremonies, are held across the country in which the boys dress in suits or hakama and the girls dress in colorful furisode.

2月 February
建国記念の日 「けんこくきねんのひ」National Foundation Day - February 11th
This day celebrates the foundation of Japan and the beginning of the Emperor Jimmu’s reign (He is said to have reigned from February 11th 660 BC to April 9th 585 BC).

3月 March

春分の日 「しゅんぶんのひ」 Vernal Equinox - March 20th or 21st (March 20th 2017, March 21st 2018, March 21st 2019)
Many people use this day to visit family grave sites.

4月 April

昭和の日 「しょうわのひ」Showa Day - April 29th
This is the first day of Golden Week. This day is to honor the birthday and reign of Emperor Showa, who was head of state during WW2 and during the recovery period following the war. When the holiday was officially instated in 2007 it was noted that the day is for public reflection on the hardships of Emperor Showa’s reign, rather than a glorification of it.

5月 May

憲法記念日 「けんぽうきねんび」Constitutional Memorial Day - May 3rd
The current Japanese’s Constitution came into effect on May 3rd, 1947 and thus May 3rd is associated with the democracy of Japan and the current Japanese government.

みどりの日 「みどりのひ」Greenery Day - May 4th
From 1989 to 2007 Greenery Day was on April 29th as a replacement for what had been the Emperor’s Birthday. However when Showa Day was created Greenery day was moved to May 4th partly because any day between two holidays was already a “Citizen’s Holiday” and thus it did not create any new days off in the public calendar.

こどもの日 「こどものひ」Children’s Day  - May 5th
(Last day of Golden week)
Children’s Day is to celebrate the happiness and well-being of children. This holiday used to be referred to as “Boy’s Day,” but since 1948 has been recognized as a day to celebrate all children and their parents. Girl’s Day (also called Doll’s Day and Hinamatsuri, March 3rd) is still celebrated but has never been made into a public holiday.

6月 June

There are no public holidays in June, which is probably for the best since it is the start of the rainy season.

7月 July

海の日 「うみのひ」Marine Day - Third Monday of July (July 17th 2017, July 16th 2018 , July 15th 2019)
A day to celebrate all that the seas provide and wish for the future prosperity of the ocean.

8月 August

山の日 「やまのひ」Mountain Day - August 11th
Once upon a time, in 2014, someone took a look at Marine Day and said “But what about the mountains???” And thus Mountain Day was created.**

**Not the actual origin story.

Legislation to recognize Mountain Day as a national holiday was passed in 2014 and was officially added to the calendars for 2016. The legislation refers to it as “A chance to become closer with the mountains and give thanks for their blessings”

9月 September

敬老の日 「けいろうのひ」Respect for the Aged Day - Third Monday in September (September 18th 2017, September 17 2018, September 16 2019)
A day to pay respect for those who have devoted themselves to the society for many years and to celebrate their longevity.

秋分の日 「しゅうぶんのひ」 Autumnal Equinox September 22nd or 23rd (September 23rd for 2017, 2018 and 2019)
Many people use this day to visit family grave sites.

10月 October

体育の日 「たいいくのひ」 Health and Sports Day - Second Monday of October (October 9th 2017, October 8th 2018 , October 14th 2019)
This day is to promote an active lifestyle. Many local sporting events as well as school activities are held on this day. It also takes place during the time of year in which the weather is usually fair and thus best for outdoor activity.

11月 November

文化の日 「ぶんかのひ」  Culture Day - November 3rd
Culture Day is for promoting culture, art and academics. Many local governments host art exhibits or parades on this day.

勤労感謝の日 「きんろうかんしゃのひ」Labour Thanksgiving Day - November 23rd
This is a day to recognize the efforts and production of the Japanese workforce. Probably the best known celebration on this day is a firework show held in Nagano.

12月 December

天皇誕生日 「てんのうたんじょうび」The Emperor’s Birthday - December 23rd
This holiday celebrates the birthday of the current Emperor and as such the date of it changes when a new Emperor takes the Chrysanthemum Throne. It is one of the few days when the general public are allowed to enter the grounds of the Imperial Palace for a public address.

Sugar Sweet | 2 | (M)

word count: 5.3k

genre: smut + a little fluff; college AU + fuckboy!kihyun

pairing: reader/kihyun

summary: your best friend & roommate changkyun just wanted to help get you laid. instead you found solace in a pink haired man named kihyun who had a smart mouth with sharp words you weren’t afraid to let cut you, as long as he didn’t mind you hurting him a little too.

a/n: there’s very very verrrry slight dubcon, but in the end it’s consenting by both parties. just in case that isn’t your cup of tea, but i promise it’s as minimal as possible. trust me.

part 1 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6


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Liam Payne and Niall Horan Have One Direction Reunion in Indiana
British Boy banders meet up in the Midweest

British boybanders Liam Payne and Niall Horan, had a One Direction reunion last night—in Indiana of all places last night. The superstar singers met up at a concert in Indianapolis, and of course, both shared the Instagram-worthy moment on Insta.

The duo, who met in the most unlikely of places, were in the Midwest for the ZPL Birthday Bash, a concert hosted by local radio station WZPL. Flo Rida, Fifth Harmony, James Arthur and Aaron Carter all performed at the star-studded concert.

In two cute videos on Horan and Payne’s Instagram stories, the singers posed back to back and said “look who I found” and showed the other one. Horan jokes that he and his pal “Payno” are actually at the “horse show” as well, showing the horse track, which is backstage at the Indiana Farmers Coliseum.

A lot of happened since the boys took a break from 1D but it’s clear these two are still experts at horsing around together!

New Queer Female Fiction Release

Tomorrow, June 13th, is the release of my first novel, In the Silence, a love story between two women.

Resulting from a near drowning incident as a child, Bellamy Lawrence lives with the effects of a traumatic brain injury, including profound hearing loss. Ostracized by her family, Bellamy expects to spend her adult life alone, illustrating children’s books in the solace of her Rittenhouse Square apartment with her service dog Otis. But a spilled cup of coffee, and a chance meeting with local radio host Sofia Reyes turns every expectation Bellamy had for her life upside down, as she finds herself thrust into a whirlwind romance she never believed possible.

The link for purchase will be posted in the afternoon tomorrow, and the novel will be available in both hardcover ($29.99) and paperback ($16.95).


Follow My Vans: Truelane goes to POW! WOW! Hawaii

Our friend Chelsea Lankford from Truelane went to Hawaii for the most insanely rad art festival, POW! WOW! to scope out the top female artists we should keep our eyes on in 2017. Check out Chelsea’s picks and mini interviews with the artists below!

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Under The Stars (M)

word count: 8k 

genre: smut + a tiny bit of fluff at the end; domestic AU 

pairing: reader/doyoung

summary: you’re forced to go to the equivalent of bible camp, out in the forest. unfortunately, you’re also forced to share a tent with a resident goody-two-shoes and you decide to have a little fun messing with him. turns out, it brings him to his limit and pushes him over the edge.

requested by: an anon who wanted a camping smut with doyoung from nct 127


Originally posted by taeiljaeh

a/n: just a disclaimer that none of the religion talk was supposed to be rude or offensive, it was simply a them i chose so please don’t take anything said to heart. also i apologize if the characterization is off, doyoung is one of my lesser known members i’ve gotten to learn in nct so i tried my best ;;;;;

The weather was balmy, clammy even. It made your loose t-shirt stick to you in ways you could only verbalize as gross. Another heavy sigh left your mouth as you shrugged your duffle bag to your other shoulder, both of them already sore from the constant switching of the weight as you trudged along the trail.

Your mother made you go on this trip, a so-called “annual camping cleanse” that your local church would host to the local youth. The age limit was technically at 18 but the pastor more often than not let others go regardless of age, wanting whomever who wanted to experience the healing powers of nature come along. So long as they followed the rules.

They are as stated:

1.      Absolutely no intermingling between the males and females of the group inside tents

2.      Clean up after yourself, including campfires and dishes.

3.      Respect everyone

4.      Know what you’re there for: to learn the beauty God has graced onto this earth.

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💡💡💡 Here are seven grants black women business owners should consider:


The InnovateHER Innovating for Women Business Challenge is sponsored by the Small Business Administration (SBA) Office of Women’s Business Ownership. Three winners are awarded $30,000 in prize money for businesses with products and services that have an impact on the lives of women and their families.

Intuit “Love A Local Business” Competition

Intuit host a competition that gives away $25,000 small business grants to businesses based on votes. The average award is $5,000, but there are larger grand prizes depending on each year’s focus. The program has given away over $1 million since inception. Check the site frequently to see when is the next round.

FedEx Opportunity Knocks — Small Business Grant

Share your small-business story and enter for a chance to win the top prize—$25,000. There’s also one $15,000 winner and eight $7,500 winners. Part of the judging involves the general public voting for the finalists, so participants may promote their businesses while garnering votes.

Miller Lite Tap the Future

This business plan competition is a great way for new entrepreneurs with innovative ideas to win capital for their companies in the form of prizes ranging from $5,000 to as much as $200,000 or more. This competition is aimed especially at minority entrepreneurs and is sponsored by MillerCoors.

Minority Business Development Agency

The MBDA is an agency of the U.S. Department of Commerce that assists minorities and women in establishing and growing their businesses. On its site, you can research grants and access links to state agencies that work with women-owned businesses for funding opportunities.

National Association for the Self-Employed Growth Grants

This program allows business owners to apply for financing a particular small business need. Worth up to $4,000 each, past recipients used their growth grants to purchase computers, hire part-time help, and create marketing materials.

The Amber Grant Foundation

Awards $500 to a different women-owned business every month. SOURCE: BLACK ENTERPRISE

fumblingemotions  asked:

I apologize for the trouble! And free feel to ignore, I know you're busy. But as a followup question, would it still help you out if I buy used books from a local store? And how does buying from local stores help authors out long term? Thank your for your patience!

I want to preface this by saying that I love used bookstores, I love used books, and part of why I continue to read physically rather than electronically is so the books that don’t work for me can find a new life and a second chance at love in the used bookstore economy.  Okay?  Okay.  So:

No.  Buying used books does not help the author in any financial way, although it can (as with a giveaway, as with libraries) help them to reach new readers who may not have been in a position to buy the books at full price.  This is because of a thing called the doctrine of first sale.

The doctrine of first sale says, broadly, that once you buy a thing, it is your thing, and you can do with it as you please.  This is why, say, people on Etsy can buy books and turn them into jewelry.  This is why doll customization exists.  This is why you can eat your pizza.  Once it’s yours, no one gets to tell you what to do with that specific physical object.

(I stress “specific physical object” because the doctrine applies only to the item, and not to the ownership of its contents.  So, say, buying a comic and cutting it up for upcycled jewelry is legal, because you’re transforming what you paid for.  Reproducing its contents and becoming an art mill is not legal, because that is the idea, not the item as it stands.  Replication is where the doctrine draws a line.)

Thing is, though, once you have paid for and hence own an item, it is no longer part of the standard chain of commerce, meaning that you, as the book’s owner, do not have to pay me, the author, a royalty if/when you sell it.  Neither does the used bookstore.  If you want to support an author directly, you need to buy new.  If you want to support your local used bookstore–which is an absolutely vital and important thing–buy from them.  I prefer a mix.  I buy authors I want to support from the new bookstore, and I buy everything else at the used.

Buying from local stores helps authors in the long term because local stores host events, hand-sell books, engage readers, and help to inspire the literary community around them.  My local is Borderlands Books in San Francisco, CA, and I’m pretty sure that one store is 20% of my West Coast sales.  They love me and I love them, and I will always point people at them, to support my local store, and keep them hand-selling my work.

anonymous asked:

ur smut is amazing could you do a malec or pynch fic where they make a sextape?

It was possible that Ronan had come up with the most brilliant idea in human history.

Adam disagreed.

Ronan suggested it, nonchalantly and when they were with the rest of their friend group so Adam couldn’t outwardly freak out, almost a week ago, a month after Adam had cemented the date he’d be moving into his dorm and a little less than a month after Ronan had come up with the idea. Adam, let’s make a sex tape before you leave.

In that moment, Adam did not react except for a quirked eyebrow (and perhaps a fair amount of blushing). He was interested, at least. That was enough encouragement for Ronan; throughout the following week he gently wheedled and whined, preaching to Adam his deep interest in the subject and stoically enduring Adam’s refusals: You know I’ll visit often. What if Noah or Gansey sees it? You don’t even know how to use a tv, Ronan.

But he hadn’t yet said no.

It was Thursday night. Gansey and Blue had gone with Henry to a drive-in movie the local library was hosting, the invitation to which Ronan had turned down with an amount of scorn so lethal Gansey had banned him from being within ten feet of Henry until the foreign add-on recovered. Opal was sleeping over with Noah at Monmouth and Adam was working late, so Ronan spent the evening leisurely and lovingly doing his chores around the barns while Chainsaw flapped around him and he later fell asleep on the worn couch in the dusty moon-lit living room.

He woke to a text from Adam. You up? Ronan’s glaring phone screen told him it was just after eleven.

Ronan propped his elbows and chin on a pillow and typed out a reply with some difficulty, as his brain was still sleep stupid and his eyes unfocused. Always. you coming to the barns?

Adam’s reply was instantaneous. do you have that camera with you?

Ronan’s heart surged. Yes, he had the camera.

Adam must have assumed, because Ronan’s phone chimed again before he could type a reply. I’m on the way over

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Austin Nights Part 2

Pairing: Single!Jensen × Reader

Word Count: 3070

Summary: The reader lives in Austin and unknowingly runs into Jensen at a bonfire and sparks fly. Part 1 After abruptly leaving the party, the reader hopes to run into Jay again.

Obviously I intend no hate or ill wishes to him or his family. This is purely just for writing and wasting my time.

This is purely for a hobby and my enjoyment. Maybe some of you will enjoy it too. I am by no means a writer so I apologize in advance for any mistakes or grammatical/spelling errors.


Saturdays were your favorite days. No school, no kids, and you especially appreciated no alarm clocks. You woke up a bit later than usual considering you had not been able to fall asleep easily as you replayed the rush of last night over and over again in your head. The sun peaked through the blinds and you stretched in bed. You could hear Angie in the other room dealing with what sounded like a pretty awful hangover.

As your feet hit the floor, a sense of urgency hit you. You wanted to see him again and the only way to do that would be to scale the streets of Austin. No. You tried to repress the feeling. One, there is no way he would even remember you. Two, he probably found some other chick as there as probably a line of willing subjects after you ditched the fire. Three, even if he did remember you, there was no way you were just going to run into him by chance. But it would be nice to get out and do something anyways you compromised as an excuse.

After you got ready fairly quickly, you went to find Angie who seemed to be recovering just fine.

“Hey.” You chirped. “Up for bloody marys and brunch?”

“Um, yes! That’s the best idea you ever had.” She instantly jumped up and grabbed her purse.

At brunch, Angie gushed over Jared and how unbelievably nice he was. You tired to play it cool but threw in a question every now and then about how to find them or if she knew anything about how long they would be here. She was just as clueless as you. The two of you walked up and down SoCo window shopping and trying to get ideas of how to redecorate the apartment. You couldn’t help but feel you were only half involved in the process as you kept scanning the crowds for a glimpse of someone familiar.

Angie tired out quickly and abandoned you to take a nap in preparation for her plans tonight which you knew meant she wanted to do something but had no idea what. You headed downtown and picked up some records at Waterloo and settled down at BookPeople. You wasted a couple of hours browsing through books and worked a bit on creating a few therapy based activities for some of the children at the school.

When you finally made it back home you couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed but tried to remind yourself of what you had concluded earlier. Angie was lounging about.

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Make This Place Your HomeWritten for the @blaineandersonbigbang and loosely based on the TV show, The Property Brothers. The Anderson brothers host a local TV show that helps clients buy fixer-uppers and turn them into dream homes. Blaine can’t help but take a special interest in working with their next client, Kurt Hummel. Unfortunately for Blaine, it seems like Kurt is pretty obviously into Cooper. 

A Blaine Anderson Big Bang submission, written by @luckiedee & @controlofwhatido, and illustrated by @magicalplaylist

Westworld AU

For @conduitstr; happy birthday, girl!  ❤️ ✨

  • The moment the old steam train stops in the station, Jim is quick to hop out. He doesn’t carry any luggage with him, he doesn’t plan to stay long. Just a quick look around the town; see if any of it is worth his time and his money. It smells like dry grass, grease, and the perfumes of different people mix together as other visitors depart the train now, too. Okay, Jim thinks to himself, time to go exploring.
  • Leaving the station, he arrives at the main street. It’s really a dirt road, old wooden and stone houses on either side of it. People walk by; some in awe of their surroundings, others walk around like they don’t know any better. It doesn’t take him long to find the local saloon. There’s piano music to lift up the atmosphere. People are sitting, chatting, playing card games together, or being approached by the local host girls. Jim, too, is approached by one. “Hey, handsome,” she says, and Jim’s lips curl into a smile when she reaches out to touch his arm, “how about you and I go and have some fun upstairs?” Tempting. Very tempting. But Jim shakes his head nonetheless. “No, thank you. Perhaps later,” he replies, and then buys a glass of bourbon at the bar.
  • He’s quietly chatting to the bartender, trying to figure out more about this town. After a couple minutes, though, there’s commotion outside, so Jim goes to check it out. A group of bandits has arrived and are actively creating havoc. Jim has to duck besides liquor filled barrels to avoid bullets flying his way. The same girl who tried to get him upstairs before tries to duck, too, but she gets shot before she gets the chance to. Jim forgets all about his own safety, jumping up to drag her to safety instead. “Are you okay? Where are you hurt?” he asks, though the red stain on her dress is indication enough. “I need… I need a doctor,” she breathes, looking at Jim through tear stained eyes, and Jim nods. “Of course.”
  • They have to wait until the shooting is over, and by then, Jim worries it’s too late for her. He’s used his knife to break open one of the barrels, and uses the clear liquid to clean up the wound in her side the best he can, while simultaneously trying to keep her quiet. Then, he carries her to the doctor’s office. It’s small and it’s dusty – fairly sure it doesn’t fit the health regulations. It’s also busy, all the wounded who are still alive are all sitting on available chairs or lying on the floor while a single guy works to fix them all. “Doctor?” Jim says, “I need a doctor.” “Get in line,” the guy replies. “Please,” Jim stresses, and the guy sighs. “Put her down, I’ll be right there.”
  • The work is slow and frustrating, and so Jim decides to help out. He uses alcohol, gently cleaning the wounds of the men and women who are hurt. He doesn’t really know how to bandage them up properly, but he does his best – messy as it looks. “Thanks,” the guy says, and Jim shrugs lightly. “It’s fine. Does this happen a lot?” “More often than I care to admit,” he replies, “I’d treat you to a glass of strong liquor, but you used most of it on the wounds of these people.”
  • Life here is just hard, it seems. The doctor works through the night while Jim sleeps in the local inn. Come morning, it’s mostly curiosity who brings him back. Leonard looks exhausted, perhaps a little frustrated. “Are you okay?” Jim asks. “I’m out of supplies,” Leonard says, “last night, I’ve been raided. Stole most of my bandages and medicine. I’m thinking about going on a supply run to the next town, but the road is long and dangerous.” “I’ll join you,” Jim shrugs. “Really?” “Sure, sounds fun,” Jim replies. “I’ll pay you,” Leonard says, and Jim simply shrugs to that. It’s not like he genuinely needs the money.
  • They leave after Leonard gets someone to look after the office while he’s out. Jim’s never been on a horse before, but the horse seems to immediately listen to whatever’s on Jim’s mind, and the start of the journey is pretty harmless. Leonard talks a little about his life. About how he lost his wife and kids to raiders when he lived on a small farm outside the town. How his parents were taken by a deadly illness that made him become a doctor. He speaks with such hurt in his voice, that Jim wonders why anyone would want to live in these outback towns. Sounds like it sucks.
  • They stop an hour before sunset, near a small river. Good, too, because Jim’s legs hurt, and his feet feel a little unstable after riding for so long. He ties the horses to a tree and searches for firewood while Leonard returns just before sunset with two dead rabbits. “You’re a doctor and a skilled hunter, you’re pretty good with your hands, huh?” Jim comments, and Leonard shoots him a small grin. “You haven’t seen anything yet.”
  • They eat dinner, which is surprisingly good. It gets cold at night, so Jim is glad for the fire to keep them warm. They talk more while overlooking a sky full of stars; large mountains looming in the distance. The gentle stream of the water is soothing to Jim’s ears, and he finds himself just dozing off to sleep. The same thing happens the day after. They spend time together, and Jim grows rapidly closer to this handsome doctor, who stitches him up when Jim guides his horse through a bigger river and hurts his foot through a sharp rock that hits him through the sole of his boot. They run into a lone woman who cries for help because her family’s hurt in her farmhouse, and so Leonard decides to take a detour from his own quest to help them. They save a family’s life (or Leonard does, mostly), and Jim feels pretty awesome about that.
  • “How much further, Bones?” Jim asks, and Leonard raises an eyebrow. “Bones?” “Seems a fitting nickname,” Jim says, “for all the patching up you do.” “We should be there in the afternoon,” Leonard replies. Jim watches the other’s back figure as he rides in front of him. It’s a good sight.
  • But it’s almost as if Leonard registers that feeling, or something. Because they arrive and get Leonard’s supplies, but come nightfall on their way back, Jim finds Leonard sitting closer to him than usual. Leonard teaches him how to hunt. Standing behind him with his arms around Jim’s shoulders, hands on Jim’s to make sure he aims properly. Really, it just makes Jim more distracted. When they get raided on the road, Leonard actively stands in front of Jim to try and protect him, though they make it out alright. Just with a few supplies less, because Leonard patches up the cut in Jim’s hand. “I wanted to thank you,” Leonard says, “for coming with me. In these lands, it’s hard to tell apart friend or foe. You’ve been good to me.” Jim smiles at that, reaching out to keep the other’s hand on his own a little longer. “Just a friend?” he asks with a smile, growing even wider when Leonard leans in to kiss him.
  • It just feels too good to be true. And it is. Because they get back to the town a few days later, and Jim feels oddly intimate to this man and just wants to be in his presence all the time. But he doesn’t get that lucky. They make it to the doctor’s office, and Bones gets to work immediately. But while he’s at work, a civilian comes in and demands he gives up some supplies. Jim gets up to help Leonard when the doctor refuses, but before Jim knows it, Leonard gets shot. Just like that. There’s a commotion while people flee, but Jim rushes towards the doctor instead. He kneels down next to him, grabbing his hand quickly. “Bones, please, tell me what I can do to help you,” he says, reaching out with his free hand to grab a hold of supplies. But there’s blood everywhere. “It’s okay,” Leonard breathes heavy, fingers tight in Jim’s grip, though rapidly weakening.
  • Leonard dies seconds later. Jim is devastated; staying by Leonard’s side for what feels like hours. In reality, though, it’s no more than twenty minutes before the men in the hazmat-like suits show up. They have to pry Leonard from his hands. They have to convince him it’s okay, because they’re going to fix up the broken skin tissue. They’re going to reset Leonard’s data. And they’re going to roll him back out. Leonard’s going to be okay.
  • “Do they suffer?” Jim asks, once he’s back in the real world. It feels surreal not to be in the wild west anymore. “They think they do,” his spokesperson says, “they think they feel pain. They feel terror, fear for their lives. They feel the pain from their written backstory, most of them tragic. Like Leonard and his wife and kids. It gives them character. Makes guests and potential buyers such as yourself more engaged.” Jim frowns at that, because somehow, that just seems wrong.
  • The moment the old steam train stops in the station, Jim is quick to hop out. He doesn’t carry any luggage with him, he doesn’t plan to stay long. But this time, he’s not here to look around. He’s not here to admire the life-like scents of the place. He’s not here to watch his surroundings in awe like other guests do, nor is he here to interact with those who don’t know any better. He passes the local saloon, and instead, heads straight for the doctor’s office. The bell rings when the door opens, and Leonard is there. Beautiful as ever. “You don’t look sick,” Leonard tells him after a quick scan from top to bottom. He doesn’t remember Jim, and that stings, “you need a patching up? I also have a good hangover cure.” “No, thank you,” Jim says, struggling to make sense as to why this thing, this robot in front of him, tugs at his heartstrings so much. “I can patch up nearly everything,” Leonard continues, “though I’m running real low on supplies these days-” sounds like a set up for a similar quest like the one Jim went on before. Suddenly, it all feels a little played out. “Bones,” Jim interrupts him, and just briefly, Jim witnesses the other narrow his eyes ever so lightly. Like the nickname is a very distant memory he’s trying to access. “Bones,” Jim continues, resting his hand on Leonard’s shoulder, “one of these days, I promise, I’m going to get you out of here.”

My new favorite thing

A local restaurant hosts Beth’s rowing club so lately I’ve been running a few miles from home to meet Beth for dinner after her rowing practice.

My zone 2 training seems to finally be showing some results. I was able to run 5.25 miles at 9:00 min/mile with an avg heart rate of 140 - squarely in Zone 2.

Cecilos Red String of Fate AU one shot

((starting this saying my writing is rusty, i haven’t written a fic of any sort in years sooo please just take this, it’s 12:26am, i have midterms tomorrow, but inspiration strikes at bad times))

A soulmate is a rather strange concept, to be tied with another living being for reasons you don’t really know until you meet who is on the other side of the string, and well, sometimes you don’t even know then. 

It was one of the many subject Carlos was sure to study, since some of his fellow scientists had one string, multiple strings,or various colored strings. Each string pointed in a direction, unmoving, locked onto whomever it linked them to, where ever that other person stood. This was common, this was how everyone else’s strings works but as Carlos wrote notes the contant flicking and twirling of the red string tied to his ring finger caused some distraction.

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Bella is in Bangladesh

Well, Bella is in Bangladesh. Thank you to all of you for your concern and advice. I really do appreciate it. Ultimately, we felt she’d be safe with the local family who is hosting her. I have all of the dad’s contact information, and Bella has already been texting me. Bella’s roommate said they don’t go out in the city at all. Their home is five stories, with grandma on the top floor and different siblings and their families on the various levels.

They will take a helicopter to travel to their cousins’ place in the country. They have good security and won’t be anywhere frequented by Westerners. She was set on going. We did register her for the smart traveler program, so the US Embassy knows she’s in the country. And while there is an alarming terrorist threat there, it exists in the US as well. I crunched the numbers, and .000004375% is the statistical percentage of a foreigner being killed there. I’m sure it will be an incredible experience for her.

I am definitely a worrier, but I was surprised to find that I’m less risk averse than I thought. When I was younger, I traveled with my family to Israel and Egypt among other countries, during a time of fairly high conflict. The only place I got nervous was in Milan, when a rowdy communist party demonstration took over the train station. We did see plenty of soldiers with automatic weapons.

My sister traveled extensively in South and Central America during the 1990s. In fact, her boyfriend at the time had been kidnapped as a child, so that his parents, who owned a coffee plantation, would pay the ransom.

We’ve never had money, but my family has always made travel a priority when possible, and I want my daughter to have that same sense of adventure. Of course I’ll worry, but I’m really happy for her. And a little jealous.

anonymous asked:

Idea based on Teen Titans episode 'Troq' basically the paladins meet this stranded alien guy, whose part of this secret resistance and hey their the paladins we should totally work together. Then he finds out that Keith is part Galra, and starts being pretty racist towards him. He even calls Keith a slur meant for Galras infront of the others who have no idea what it means. Then one of them (probably Lance or Hunk) accidentally calls Keith the slur because they don't know better and think its a


(This is post Galra reveal for Keith)

-It begins with a distress beacon that goes off, bringing Allura to stop the ship at a seemingly deserted planet only to find there is another individual already there fighting a mass of Galran drones that had followed him through space. 

-It is quite the impressive battle, and when it finally comes to an end all the paladins immediately go up to him and start asking questions, of which Allura and Coran encourage because it shows they are eager to learn. 

-So this individual, I’m going to call him Val Yor (since that’s the name from TT) has been fighting the Galra for years and has become quite accustomed to their ways, so learning that Voltron is free and active once more he instantly teams up with them.

-He tells them there is a local planet that hosts one of Zarkon’s larger drone armies, and he has a bomb that could completely wipe them out. 

-It’s as soon as Val Yor enters the ship as they take off that someone mentions that Keith is part Galra. They all miss it except Keith when Val Yor turns to give him a disgusted glare.

-Val Yor is complimenting by the thousands everyone on the ship, Pidge’s tech skills, Allura’s leadership, Shiro’s bond with his lion, Hunk’s strength and engineering and Lance’s aim.

-But he makes absolutely no comment towards Keith direction, he doesn’t even acknowledge his presence. 

-On the way to the planet they get bombarded with more Galra ships, and Val Yor takes command, issuing everyone jobs except Keith. But Keith, obviously just wants to help, goes after them. Only to accidentally push a Galra drone into the bomb nearly activating it when trying to step in. 

-Val Yor is livid and calls Keith a very derogatory slur. No one blinks twice, but Keith is very aware of the term, having been called the term before and he shuts down immediately. 

-Throughout the debriefing mission, he gives the other paladins nicknames further making it harder for the others to realize he’s calling Keith a slur. But Coran gets suspicious, he’s almost certain he’s heard the word before. 

-Lance keeps trying to joke, cause he can tell something’s up with Keith but he doesn’t know what, and therefore making the situation worse. 

-They finally arrive at the planet but there is Galra tech everywhere and Val Yor practically snaps at Keith he’s finally useful and to go out there and get them in. 

-Keith manages it, but when he gets back Hunk smacks him hard on the back and calls him the slur and Keith freezes, turning to him not only angry but hurt. And very quietly tells Hunk that it’s not a fun nickname, it’s a horrible term that basically calls him a mutt or a half breed. 

-Hunk is pure rage and wants to confront the guy immediately, but Keith just shakes his head saying getting angry would only prove to him that he’s no better than what Val Yor thinks. 

-Hunk goes to Coran who had figured it out and slowly and quietly they go around to the other paladins to tell them what’s going on, and Keith can literally watch the anger rise in their eyes.

-They end up going on the mission and Keith stubbornly follows Val Yor, against his wishes and ends up helping him set the bomb. Accept Val Yor gets trapped and Keith risks his life to go in and help him out through the Galra tech. 

-When they finally return, Allura and Shiro immediately turn cold on Val Yor and force him to thank Keith for saving his life and to apologize for how he has treated Keith.

-Except Val Yor just keeps finding round about ways to still insert backhanded insults and at this point Lance and Pidge snap at him to leave because his words still sound derogatory. 

-Keith is grateful, but he explains to them that it’s going to be something he has to live with, but that doesn’t mean he’s taking these words to heart, cause their opinions mean more to him than the others. 


This is such an important Teen Titan episode and I love the message, I’m so glad you asked for this anon. Voltron has the potential to address these kinds of issues too and I really hope they continue to do so!!

Love Stinks

Title : Love Stinks (Part One)

Pairing : TBD

Word Count : 2,443

Prompt : It’s Valentines Day and a local joint has left you and the boys suspicious of Cupid. However, maybe showing up to the party to keep the couples out of love was a bad plan in the first place. When you run into an old frienemy at the bar, you are stuck with two Winchesters who may or may not have been caught in the midst of a dangerous love potion. All is fair in love and war. (Not my gif) 

“I just don’t know what the trouble is in the first place.” You snorted with a contempt grin before you started to add a layer of dark crimson color to your lips. “Why is it suddenly a bad thing that people are falling in love?”

“The trouble is we aren’t even sure these matches are meant to have happened.” You rolled your eyes and looked over your shoulder in the mirror to where Castiel sat on the edge of the motel bed, his blue eyes narrowed and fixed pointedly out the window. “Heaven seems to be perturbed by the sudden romantic relationships being sown in this town. My best guess is a rogue cherub.”

You let out a sigh and started applying mascara to your eyelashes, making a funny face as you spoke. “Well, as long as people aren’t eating each other to death, it sounds harmless to me.”

“Love is anything but harmless.” Cas grumbled, folding his hands in his lap. “If a cupid is rebelling then he will likely cause serious emotional and mental damage to any of the people he marks. Human souls are not capable of withstanding multiple profound relations. If a cupid marks more than one person with someone who is already paired off, we could be facing something much worse than those violent outbreaks.”

“Oh, come on, Cas.” You smirked. “You honestly think that those two bar fights were the result of a cupid malfunction? Valentine’s Day is like this every year.”

“Better to be safe than sorry.” You turned at the sound of the motel restroom door being opened as Sam stepped out, fixing his tie. You smiled. Sam cleaned up nice. He looked over to you and his lips pulled into a sweet smile. “You look nice.”

“Yeah, well don’t get used to it. I only get dressed up for people I want to impress.”

“Well what about us?” Dean shouted from the bathroom as he shaved his jaw, shooting you a flirty look in the mirror.

“I don’t care what you think, Winchester.” You smirked. “If you boys can’t handle me covered in blood and gun-powder you definitely don’t deserve me in a cocktail dress.”

“Mmm.” Dean stepped out of the bathroom, wiping off his face with his eyes narrowed in mock seduction. “I don’t know which version of you is sexier.”

“Shut up.” You gave him a playful push as he moved past you to find his tie. You paused as he chuckled and looked at yourself in the mirror. Simple black dress, black heels, curled hair, you had to admit, you looked pretty okay. I mean, you weren’t Megan Fox by a long shot, but you actually felt pretty confident in the get-up. Plus you were going to be escorted into the party by three god-like men in suits. You didn’t have to really worry about freaks messing with you at the party, you were fairly confident. Even though you and the team had no romantic relations whatsoever, that didn’t mean you wouldn’t look incredibly off-limits with a six foot five giant like Sam on one arm and a suave, womanizer like Dean on the other. And of course, with Cas shooting daggers with his eyes at anyone who approached you, you were fairly confident that cupid wouldn’t mess with you. After all, you were the best hunters in the business.  

You checked out your ass, before you ran a hand down your back side, making sure the dress laid flat. You narrowed your eyes at your reflection before you breathed in to make your stomach shrink before you asked. “When was the last time we actually went to a party like this anyway?”

“Are we counting the time we almost died at that Halloween party those high schoolers through in the basement of the morgue?” You narrowed your eyes thoughtfully at Sam’s sarcastic question as Dean laughed beside his brother, tying his shoe.

“No. Near death experiences don’t count.”

“So we can’t count that wedding we crashed either?” Dean chuckled and you threw your hairbrush at him with a laugh. Dean flinched and laughed louder as Sam rolled his eyes and you put your hands on your hips heatedly.

“So…never?” Dean finished before he turned to Cas to help him straighten out his tie. Cas sat still, his eyes narrowed in thoughtful silence as Dean slapped his chest roughly when he finished, giving the angel a thumbs up. “So this should be fun.”

Cas blinked, and cocked his head to one side. “What is fun about hunting down a rogue cherub?”

You sighed and Sam closed his eyes with a hopeless laugh.

“Nothing.” Dean hauled him up by the arm and lifted the flyer off the table, holding it up to Castiel’s blue gaze. “But you know what is fun? A room full of emotional, unattached women at a Valentine’s Day dance.”

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Radio’s Voices

A one-shot inspired by this AU from @the-great-glow-cloud , posted on @shitty-night-vale-aus . This is the first thing I ever wrote for WTNV, so please let me know what you think! :D
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Cecil had been ranting about the new scientist’s radio show for as long as it had been on now. “Carlos’ Science Hour” – a terrible name, according to him. What was even more terrible was that it was on around the same time as his own show, which meant that he’d never really listened to it. He’d heard snippets of it, sure, but never actually the whole show. He didn’t want to either. Carlos’ voice sounded….strange through the radio. Robotic. Cecil couldn’t imagine how a show about science could mess the setup up so badly.

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