Miep Gies, tiny, white-haired, gentle and courageous, is an unfamiliar name to most people, but without this remarkable woman, there would be no The Diary of Anne Frank. During the Nazi occupation of Holland the Austrian-born Dutch woman risked her life daily to hide Anne Frank and her family from the Nazis.
You waddled into the kitchen, Dean sat at the table, stuffing his mouth with some bacon.
“Really? Where the fuck is my food?”
He looked up as though he’d been caught murdering someone, his eyes wide, the bacon hanging out of his mouth.
“Uh-I-”, he stuttered, gulping down all of it in fear.
“Don’t worry, y/n. I’m making your breakfast”.
You looked over, to see a bowl of porridge, Sam washing up some fruits and nuts.
“I-but I wanted bacon today”, you murmured, feeling the tears building already.
Sam sighed, not wanting to have to go through this again.
He understood you were pregnant and hormonal. He understood you had cravings.
But he hated watching you cry.
It broke his heart, even if it was over something practically meaningless.
“I-I’m sorry, y/n. But there’s no more bacon left”.
You sat down, your lip trembling as Dean watched you, feeling guilty for taking it without asking.
“But-that’s what I need”, you whimpered, a few tears slipping out, before you unexpectedly let out a loud fart.
You yelped in surprise, Dean smirking, as Sam shook his head, covering his nose with his arm.
You saw him shake his head from the corner of your eye, and you couldn’t hold back.
He jumped at the sudden loudness of your voice, swallowing thickly.
“I’M PREGNANT! I’M GASSY! I’M HORMONAL! AND I WANT SOME FUCKING BACON!”
He held his hand up, trying to calm you down.
“Ok, y/n. Alright!”
“Yea. Better be alright. You come to me when your brother fucks you and puts a fucking giant watermelon inside you. Then you can be disgusted. Until then, you don’t get to say shit!”
Sam shut his mouth, turning back to clean up the fruits, while Dean bent over the table, unable to stop laughing.
“And what the hell are you laughing at? You ate my damn bacon”.
He sighed, shaking his head as his laughter died down, wiping his tears away.
“Sorry. It’s just, the look on Sam’s face”.
He giggled softly, making you forget how angry you were at him, just for a second.
Dean noticed your face softening, sending you a flirty wink.
You smirked, but frowned as best you could.
“I’m still mad. And so is your baby. We wanted bacon”, you pouted.
Dean grabbed your hand, pulling you out of your chair and onto his lap.
“Don’t, Dean. I’m fat and heavy”, you whined.
He chuckled, kissing your neck softly.
“You’re not fat. You’re pregnant. With my kid. And it’s my job to make sure you both get everything you want. Now, open wide”.
He held the piece of bacon in his hand, moving it around and making air plane noises.
You sniggered, shaking your head at how silly he was, but the grin on his face made you unable to resist.
“Fine”, you relented, opening your mouth as the air plane landed.
The taste of bacon was heavenly on your tongue, making you moan out loud.
“See. Told you I’d take care of you. You want some more?”
You nodded eagerly, shifting so you were sat comfortably on Dean’s lap, his free arm snaking around your waist and landing on your stomach, feeling your son moving every few minutes, while he continued to feed you.
Sam simply watched, a smile on his face at the happy family.
He couldn’t wait to be an uncle.
And he couldn’t wait for Dean to be a dad.
Becoming a husband had already given Dean so much joy. And Sam couldn’t wait for the child to bring more happiness into your lives.
Because after everything that happened, you all deserved it.
They would just have run into each other making the guy’s sandwich fall to the ground
“I- I’m so sorry, I- I didn’t see-“ then he looked up and damn the other boy was cute
Peter became a blushing and stuttering mess
“Don’t worry handsome, I didn’t pay attention either,” then he smiled and Peter melted
“Can I at least buy you a new one?” he finally managed to ask after catching himself after the use of that nickname
“You sure can,” he winked and after introducing themselves to each other they went back to the counter to order their sandwiches
Shocker, they always bought the same :0
After laughing about that similarity and adding a bag of candy to their list (that Mr. Delmar gave them on the house cause he already was now the biggest shipper of his two best customers xD) the two went out and ate their lunch walking side by side
Peter totally forgot his spiderman duties but spending time with his new friend was totally worth it he decided afterwards when he stared at the new number added to the contact list in his phone
When Peter came back home that day aunt May immediately caught on
“What got you so smiley?” “N-Nothing…” (I bet you totally know how May looked at him when he said that)
“Was it a girl?” she smirked
Peter blushed furiously but answered nonetheless, “A boy.”
May grinned from ear to ear
They spend the night talking about his crush and May giving him countless advices of which Peter dismissed at least 80% because those were way too bold moves
Peter and his new acquaintance visited different schools but they nevertheless made up time to see each other (sometimes Peter would pick him up after classes and other times it was the other way round)
All his friends caught on and teased him, but were very supportive and sometimes would make up ‘dates’ for the two
It took them both a while until they actually went on their first date, both never did have a boyfriend before and since none of them knew if the other wanted to take their relationship in that direction it took them a bit of getting to know and reading each other until Peter asked his crush out
It was full of stammering and blushing but he understood anyway and before Peter had come to the point to properly ask he shut him up with a kiss
“Does that mean yes?”
“What else should it mean you dork?”
This time Peter came home equally happy and panicked
“What’s-“ before she could finish Peter pulled her to his room and started rummaging through his closet
“What should I wear? Wait, I don’t even know what we will do! Oh my god, I’m dead.”
May somehow caught on and squealed happily, “You have a date??”
With her at his side preparations weren’t much of a problem anymore
The next day (a Saturday) Peter rung at his date’s door wearing a button down under his favorite blue sweater (‘cute and classy’ May had assured him)
They went to one of those theatres that showed old movies and today ‘2001: A Space Odyssey’ would play
During the movie they were constantly hold hands and at one point Peter had rested his head against his shoulder and smiled when his date bent his head to reciprocate the action and their hair brushed lightly against the other’s
When Peter brought him back home they kissed on the doorstep this time properly and unlike that first one to quit Peter’s rambling this kiss was a bit more passionate
After that day things only went uphill
They weren’t huge fans of PDA (mainly due to the attitude of some people…) but they often held hands and other stuff was simply left to when they were alone…
‘Good morning’ and ‘Good night’ messages were a must as well as cute little texts during the day
May was a huge fan of her nephew’s boyfriend
“Is your charming boyfriend coming to dinner again tonight?”
Peter was so happy she had zero objections on his relationship and supported and encouraged him so much
It got a little trickier when his boyfriend found out about him being spiderman
Similar to Ned he had been waiting in Pete’s room lying on the bed reading one of his books when suddenly a nearly naked Peter with a spiderman suit in his arms got into his view
Peter nearly got a heart attack, he hadn’t seen him there
“I- I can explain”
After a bit of talking and sulking (because “How could you keep this from me?”) and of course after a few kisses everything was cleared out and tbh of course his boyfriend was proud
So basically Peter would just be his nervous and unsure dorky self but would be beyond happy to have found someone who loved him for who he was and supported him in every possible way
I've been wanting to follow more photography blogs on here, any in particular you'd recommend?
this is gonna be long because theres a loooot of photographers whose work i admire, so i’m gonna try to categorize this somehow.
portraiture/fashion/editorial/etc: @mrcheyl - one of the best portrait photographers. pretty much everyone on tumblr has probably seen his work, and you know it’s his when you see it. overall cool, insightful dude to follow in general. i’m definitely heavily inspired by his work. @samalive - does a lot of landscapes too, and mixes landscapes and portraiture. has been one of my favorite photographers for years. featured on adorama’s through the lens series here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MvJu-yYjsQo . also heavily inspired by his work, and is one of the main reasons i primarily shoot with a 35mm prime @100nslb - very dope portrait photographer from LA and another photographer whose work i admire. you can tell he puts a lot of thought into his shoots (especially color), but its still natural, which is dope. @messinaphotos - not active on tumblr, but active on IG & FB. shes another huge inspiration. @jessicakobeissi - also not active on tumblr, but very active on youtube & instagram @themanwholovedflowers @whitney-hayes - also featured on through the lens https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ux6c64r_OaA @yungwolftown - one of my favorite portrait photographers period. huge inspiration @secretattack @jabarijacobs - shot a lot of recognizable work, including the cover to The Internet’s Ego Death. @arisjerome @alexajadephoto @baariksgallery @edwardkb
street/cityscape: CA @illidentity - (LA) imo one of the best photographers capturing LA. view on mobile or sidebar view, page in browser mode is bugged @ysociety - (LA) @lizzaylemon - (LA) shoots all film and captures the beautiful grittiness of LA. also posts good music. one of my favorite blogs in general @matthewgrantanson - (LA) @mazalthan - (SF) @gimagez
any fics with Stiles being friends with members of the Pack? just some happy lovey friendship please. (if u have time, maybe also like friendship fics where Stiles and Jackson, Boyd, or Isaac are friends too? most fics i find have them not liking each other at all)
Anonymous said:Hello sweet ladies, could you recomend some fics when Stiles and Cora are childhood friends? Maybe with a little bit sterek? Thaaank you very muuuuuch.
miss-miep said:Hello, do you know any fics where Stiles and Cora are like best friends? Bonus points if it’s Sterek! Thank you 😊
Boyd is there, hovering over his claws, Isaac looks devastated, Jennifer looks bewildered and concerned and horrified, Kali looks smug, the twins are carefully keeping their faces blank but they’re playing along, and- Gods, he’s really going to be forced to do this, isn’t he? Pack, his Pack, the make-shift family he’d all but accidentally gathered is going to die by his hand, and even if it’s forced, it’ll still be his fault, for wanting them, for needing them, for biting them.
He wants to close his eyes but he owes Boyd more than that.
And then, abruptly, in this saturated technicolor still-picture moment of chaos and violence- the eye of the storm- the door to the loft crashes open. With the water and the metal and the force of it, the sound is almost guttural, and far too loud- even Kali seems startled.
[Or, the one where Stiles time-travels just in time to save Boyd and Derek from the Alphas, and manages to heal everyone, including himself, just a little in the process.]
Peter makes it a point to know who every student at Beacon Hills High School is. Even if they’re completely unremarkable, he likes to know the basics about them. He’s a senior, still a child according to his sister, but he’s tapped to be her right hand, her enforcer. It’s his job to know about everyone that could be a potential threat. She calls him paranoid, he calls it practicing. So when a new student comes, the first in a long time (in years really. No one moves to Beacon Hills.), Peter pays attention.
The one where Stiles is a new student and Cora’s new best friend. Derek is traumatized after Paige, Peter’s trying to keep his pack safe, and why does Stiles smell so weird?
Stiles doesn’t understand what he could have done to deserve this. Not only has the entire student body been out to get him since he first stepped foot into Beacon Hills High, but now he has to endure the constant bullying without his best friend Scott by his side. All in all school is survivable, even with all the harassment. That is until he finds out that Derek Hale, basketball superstar and Stiles’ most persistent bully, is apparently his soulmate. Fan-fucking-tastic.
Derek can’t believe this. It has to be a joke, it has to, because there is no way in hell that a freak like Stilinski could ever be his soulmate. He despises him more than anyone in the universe. So what if Derek thinks he has a cute nose, no one needs to know. Besides it doesn’t matter anyway, he still hates Stilinski with every fiber of his being, his cute nose doesn’t change a thing.
Something is seriously up with the captain of the lacrosse team. There’s just no way Derek Hale is human. *** “I was wondering if you’re even human. You move so quickly. I mean, it’s ridiculously fast. No human should be able to move that fast, y'know? It’s unfair for us. I mean, it’s obvious you work out, and I don’t, so that could be why, but like…I was just wondering if you were human, that’s all.”
“Stop talking, Stilinski, or I'll—”
“Put me on the bench all season?” Stiles asks knowing full well that Derek Hale can’t threaten him with shit.
During the year in which they turn eighteen, all American citizens are tested to find where they fall on the Dom-sub scale and are assigned to a Dom - either to mentor them as they learn how to be a Dom themselves, or to look after them and make sure their needs as a submissive are met. When Stiles tests as a sub, he’s assigned to Derek Hale, and the two of them gradually learn to rely on and love each other.
The Bai people hold the colour white in high esteem and call themselves “Baipzix” (pɛ42 tsi33; Baizi 白子), “Baip'ho” (pɛ42 xo44; Baihuo 白伙), “Baip yinl” (pɛ42 ji21; Baini 白尼), or “Miep jiax”. Baip people literally means ‘white people’ in Chinese. In 1956, the Chinese authorities named them the Bai nationality according to their preference.
Although most Bai people adhere to Buddhism, they also have a native religion of Benzhuism: the worship of ngel zex (Chinese: 本主 ben zhu), local gods and ancestors. Ngel zex could be any heroes in history, the prince of the Nanzhao regime, a hero of folklore or even a tiger (for instance, Laojun Jingdi 老君景帝 is a tiger). There are minorities practicing Taoism and Christianity.
There are a few villages in Yunnan where residents are Muslims, but speak Bai as their first language. These people are officially classified by Chinese authorities as belonging to the Hui nationality and call themselves Bai Hui (“Bai-speaking Muslims”). They usually say that their ancestors were Hui people, who came to Yunnan as followers of the Mongolian army in the 14th century.
The Bai people, as their name would suggest, favor white clothes and decorations. Women generally wear white dresses, sleeveless jackets of red, blue or black color, embroidered belts, loose trousers, embroidered shoes of white cloth, and jewelry made of gold or silver. Women in Dali traditionally wear a white coat trimmed with a black or purple collar, loose blue trousers; embroidered shoes, silver bracelets and earrings. Unmarried women wear a single pigtail on the top of the head, while married women roll their hair. The men wear white jackets, black-collared coats, and dark loose shorts. Their headwear and costume reflect the Bai symbols: the snow, the moon, the flower, and the wind.
The modern Bai are famous for their tie dyes and use them for wall hangings, table decorations, clothing, etc.