mentone

The story begins with a person who is an orphan; or someone who feels like an orphan, alone, separate, different, and misunderstood. This character has questions about their circumstance (for example:”Why did my parents die?”, “Why doesn’t anyone like me?”, Why am I always in trouble?”, “What will I do with my life?”, etc.). These questions set off the journey.

Menton J Matthews

Dear Mr. President

Mr. President how do you feel about the women’s march in
Birmingham
Mentone
Anchorage
Bethel
Cordova
Fairbanks
Gustavus
Haines
Homer
Juneau
Ketchikan
Kodiak
Kotzebue
Nome
Palmer
Seldovia
Sitka
Skagway
Soldotna
Valdez
Ajo
Flagstaff
Gold Canyon
Green Valley
Jerome
Phoenix
Prescott
Sedona
Tucson
Yuma
Bentonville
Fayetteville
Little Rock
Albany

Berkeley

Beverly Hills
Bishop
Borrego Springs
Carmel
Chico
Compton
Eureka
Fort Bragg
Fresno
Gualala
Hemet
June Lake
Kings Beach
Laguna Beach
Lompoc
Los Angeles
Modesto
Mt. Shasta
Napa
Oakhurst
Oakland
Pacifica
Palmdale
Pasadena
Perris
Redding
Redondo Beach
Ridgecrest
Riverside
Sacramento
San Clemente
San Diego
San Francisco
San Jose
San Leandro
San Luis Obispo
San Marcos
Santa Ana
Santa Barbara
Santa Cruz
Santa Rosa
Seaside
Sonoma
Ukiah
Ventura
Visalia
Walnut Creek

Alamosa
Aspen
Carbondale
Cedaredge
Colorado Springs
Cortez
Denver
Glenwood Springs
Grand Junction
Ridgway
Salida
Steamboat Springs
Telluride

East Haddam
Hartford
Old Saybrook
Salisbury
Stamford

Newark

Daytona Beach
Fernandina Beach
Gainesville
Jacksonville
Key West
Miami
Miami Beach
Naples
New Smyrna Beach
Ocala
Orlando
Panama City
Pensacola
Saint Petersburg
Sarasota
Sarasota
St. Augustine
Tallahassee
West Palm Beach

Atlanta
Augusta
Statesboro
Zebu

Hagåtña

Hilo
Honolulu
Kahului
Kauai
Kawaihae
Kona
Lihue

Boise
Driggs
Idaho Falls
Ketchum
Moscow
Pocatello
Sandpoint
Stanley

Carbondale
Champaign
Chicago
Galesburg
Maryville
Peoria
Rockford
Springfield

Fort Wayne
Indianapolis
Lafayette
Paoli
Saint Mary-of-the-Woods
South Bend

Decorah
Des Moines
Dubuque
Iowa City

Topeka
Wichita

Lexington
Louisville
Murray

Lafayette
New Orleans
Shreveport

Augusta
Brunswick
Eastport
Kennebunk
Portland
Sanford
Surry
Vinalhaven
Annapolis
Baltimore
Baltimore
Frederick
Ocean City
Boston
Falmouth
Greenfield
Nantucket
Northampton
Pittsfield
Pittsfield
Provincetown
Adrian
Ann Arbor
Brighton
Clare
Detroit
Douglas
Grand Rapids
Grosse Pointe
Houghton
Kalamazoo
Lansing
Marquette
Merrill
Midland
Traverse City

Bemidji
Duluth
Longville
Morris
Rochester
St. Paul
Gulfport
Hattiesburg
Jackson
Oxford

Columbia
Kansas City
Springfield
St. Louis

Helena
Miles City

Lincoln
Loup City
Omaha

Las Vegas
Reno
Stateline

Concord
Francestown
Jackson
Keene
Lancaster
Portsmouth
Portsmouth
Wilton

Asbury Park
Pompton Plains
Sicklerville
Trenton
Westfield
Wyckoff

Albuquerque
Deming
Fort Sumner
Las Cruces
Santa Fe
Truth or Consequences

Albany
Binghamton
Buffalo
Cobleskill
Cooperstown
Delhi
Fredonia
Glens Falls
Hudson
Ithaca
Lewis
New York
Oneonta
Port Jefferson Station
Port Jervis
Poughkeepsie
Rochester
Sag Harbor
Seneca Falls
Syracuse
Utica
Utica
Watertown
Woodstock

Asheville
Black Mountain
Burnsville
Charlotte
Greensboro
Hillsborough
Mooresville
Morganton
New Bern
New Bern
Raleigh
West Jefferson
Wilmington
Winston-Salem

Bismarck
Fargo
Grand Forks

Chillicothe
Cincinnati
Cleveland
Dayton
Lakeside
Toledo
Troy
Wooster

Oklahoma City

Ashland
Astoria
Bend
Brookings
Coos Bay
Elkton
Eugene
Florence
Halfway
Joseph
La Grande
McMinnville
Newport
Pendleton
Portland
Salem
Salem
Sandy
Tillamook
Welches

Beaver
Doylestown
Erie
Harrisburg
Indiana
Lancaster
Lewisburg
Philadelphia
Pittsburgh
Reading
Selinsgrove
Sharon

Mayaguez
San Juan
Santurce
Vieques

Providence

Charleston
Clemson
Columbia
Greenville

Pierre
Rapid City
Sioux Falls
Vermillion

Chattanooga
Jonesborough
Knoxville
Knoxville
Memphis
Murfreesboro
Nashville
Nashville
Oak Ridge

Abilene
Alpine
Amarillo
Austin
Beaumont
Brownsville
Corpus Christi, Texas
Dallas
Denton
Eagle Pass
El Paso
Fort Worth
Houston
Lubbock
Marfa
Nacogdoches
San Antonio
Wichita Falls

Bluff
Kanab
Moab
Ogden
Park City
Salt Lake City
St George

Killington
Montpelier

Arlington
Charlottesville
Norfolk
Norfolk
Roanoke
St. John
Williamsburg
Winchester
Woodstock

Anacortes
Bainbridge Island
Bellingham
Chelan
Eastsound
Ephrata
Friday Harbor
Kingston
Langley
Longview
Mount Vernon
Olympia
Port Townsend
Richland
Seattle
Spokane
Twisp
Union
Walla Walla
Wenatchee
Yakima

Charleston

Bayfield
Eau Claire
Madison
Menomonie
Milwaukee
Minocqua
Plymouth
Sheboygan

Casper
Cheyenne
Cody
Jackson
Lander
Laramie
Pinedale

London

Amsterdam
Melbourne

Paris

Berlin

Mexico City

Auckland

Washington D.C. On your front door

And many, many more

2.6 million people took part in 673 marches in all 50 states and 32 countries, from Belarus to New Zealand.

Dear Mr. President,

Welcome to the revolution, you are not welcome here.

I HAVE invoked thee, O Sun, in the midst of the high heavens.
Thou art in the shadow of the cedar, and thy feet rest on the summits.
The countries have called thee eagerly, they have directed their looks towards thee,
O Friend, thy brilliant light illuminates every land, overthrowing all that impedes thee, assemble the countries, for thou, O Sun, knowest their boundaries.
Thou who annihilatest falsehood, who dissipated the evil influence of wonders, omens, sorceries, dreams, evil apparitions, who turnest to a happy issue malicious designs, who annihilatest men and countries that devote themselves to fatal sorceries, I have taken refuge in thy presence.
Do not allow those who make spells, and are hardened, to arise.
Frighten their heart,
Settle also, O Sun, light of the great gods
Right into my marrow, O Lords of breath, that I may rejoice, even I.
May the gods who created me take my hands!
Direct the breath of my mouth!
My hands direct them also, Lord, light of the legions of the heavens. Sun, O Judge!

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Incantation - Chaldean

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Graphic - Menton J. Matthews IIl

Bruised and Battered Chapter 3

Dean Winchester x Reader

1250 Words

Story Summary: Being friend with Sam and Dean Winchester had been the best part of your life. But then they were gone, and you had nothing to distract you from the physical and verbal abuse from your parents. Years pass, and your parents suddenly vanish. When Sam and Dean come help to find them, you aren’t sure what they will do when they discover your dark past.

Catch Up Here: Masterpost

Warnings: Mentons of Abuse

Sitting there, forcing yourself to smile and laugh as Dean tossed joke after joke, you tried to keep your mind from wandering. It was hard getting used to the fact that you were able to laugh freely, able to move about the room without fear of being beaten.

Sitting at the edge of the bed, you had tensed up when Dean sat down next to you, handing you a beer bottle. “Y/N, are you sure everything’s okay?” He asked, realizing the way you had automatically pulled away from him, wincing as you waited for his hand to land on you. It was a nervous habit that you couldn’t control, even when you knew Dean wasn’t going to strike you.

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Lettre d’amour à vos défauts

J’en ai marre. Marre de voir tous ces corps parfaits, fins et élancés, lisses et uniformes, droits et ciselés, sans poils, sans nuances, sans relief.

Donnez-moi du vrai, de l’authentique, du naturel, du différent. Je veux des corps imparfaits, des corps libres, des corps sans gêne et sans honte, des corps doux et des corps rêches. Des grands dadais et des minus, échines courbées, voûtes glissantes, plats artistiques.

Donnez-moi des cheveux fous, mous, éparses et clairsemés, des crinières outrageusement léonniennes, des crânes chauves, petits cailloux au soleil, des couleurs à faire pâlir un arc-en-ciel. Des nez cassés, des trompettes, des péninsules, des pifs épatés et épatants. Des sourcils broussailleux, disparus, irréguliers, des poils libres faisant le pont entre vos yeux, ou des fresques sous vos arcades. Des yeux mornes, borgnes, aveugles, rouges, ivres d’indépendance, des binocles en loupe, des culs de bouteille, des longues-vues pour lorgner l’avenir. Des lèvres fines comme la dentelle, pulpeuses guimauves, des sourires de traviole, des fossettes gourmandes, des moustaches coquines. Des dents du bonheur, des chicots d’autres couleurs, des incisives de cheval, des canines à bouffer le monde, un zozotement, un bégaiement, pour faire durer le plaisir. Des taches de rousseur à consteller nos vies, des barbes irrégulières pour contrer l’ennui, des cernes à bercer le monde, des doubles mentons en tours de cou. Des oreilles décollées pour s’envoler, assez grandes pour ne jamais atterrir, des lobes sans envergue ou des garages à boucles.

Donnez-moi des seins mous, fermes, poitrines gonflées ou délicates, tombantes glycines ou petits hérissons curieux, duveteux entre-deux.

Donnez-moi des chaires épaisses, des peaux grêlées, des épidermes cabossés. Je veux des jeux de piste entre vos cicatrices, vos vergetures de tigresse, vos grains de beauté, votre acné, vos points noirs et votre sébum, lire votre histoire, déchiffrer vos ans, apprendre à vous connaître sous mes doigts. Donnez-moi des couleurs improbables, des bleus, des bosses, de la cellulite, des océans de souplesse, des montagnes osseuses, des fossés de rides, des plaines lisses de tendresse et des forêts poilues de désir.

Donnez-moi des petits bedons, des bras en soupe, des aisselles peuplées sans complexe, des coudes secs, des mains de travailleur, de fées, uniques, des doigts jouant en infériorité numérique, boudinés, fins comme des spaghettis. Laissez-moi voir des poignées d’amour, des culs à bâtir le monde, des fesses raplapla, des fions tout ronds. Des cuisses charnues, jumelles, des genoux cagneux, des mollets rebondis, des chevilles frêles ou de solides antes vives, des pieds plats canard, courts mignons ou longs d’envie. Des orteils saucisses, courbés, recroquevillés, ongles incarnés, clairsemés de poils, berceaux de corne, clopin-clopant, jambes empêchées, béquilles et fauteuils filants, le courage résilience.

Des cons débordants, des lèvres rouges, des abricots jeunes, mûrs, vifs, secrets. Des pubis velus, femme, sauvages. Des triques tordues, à géométrie variable, timides ou fières.

Donnez-moi des corps imparfaits. Ils me sont parfaitement désirables.

The Night We Met- Jughead Jones

Pairing: Jughead x Reader


Description: based off “ The Night we Met” by Lord Huron


Warnings: cussing, mentons of cheating, angsttttttt


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