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Percy Jackson

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INTERNATIONAL WOMEN’S DAY

“Women will be hidden no more. We will not remain hidden figures. We have names…It was woman that gave you Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. It was woman that gave you Malcolm X. And according to the Bible, it was a woman that gave you Jesus. Don’t you ever forget it”  — Janelle Monáe

Ten Depressing Jeffrey Dahmer Quotes:

  1. “I think in some way I wanted it to end, even if it meant my own destruction.”
  2. “I don’t think I’m capable of creating anything.  I think the only thing I’m capable of is destroying … I’m sick and tired of being destructive.  What worth is life if you can’t be helpful to someone?”
  3. “This is the grand finale of a life poorly spent and the end result is just overwhelmingly depressing.  It’s just a sick, pathetic, wretched, miserable life story, that’s all it is.”
  4. “I should have stayed with God.  I tried and I failed, and created a holocaust.”
  5. “I doubt if there’s any good in me.”
  6. “For what I did, I should be dead.” (to police officers arresting him)
  7. “It’s just a nightmare, let’s put it that way.  It’s been a nightmare for a long time, even before I was caught … for years now, obviously my mind has been filled with gruesome, horrible thoughts and ideas … a nightmare.”
  8. “That night in Ohio, that one impulsive night.  Nothing’s been normal since then.  It taints your whole life.  After it happened, I thought that I’d try to live as normally as possible and bury it, but things like that don’t stay buried.  I didn’t think it would, but it does, it taints your whole life.”
  9. “It’s amazing to me that in 31 years, 31 short years, how I could create such hell for myself and everyone around me.  Because I did it.  It’s my doing, my little horrid creation.  You know, I mean, people can say, well, it was family pressures or it was mental disease, but the fact is that I’m the one that did it.  Very self-destructive life.”
  10. “I don’t care if I live or die.  Go ahead and kill me.” (to Christopher Scarver, the man who murdered him in prison)
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“It’s amazing to me that in 31 years, 31 short years, how I could create such hell for myself and everyone around me. Because I did it. It’s my doing, my little horrid creation. You know, I mean, people can say, well, it was family pressures or it was mental disease, but the fact is that I’m the one that did it. Very self-destructive life.”

- Jeffrey Dahmer 

anonymous asked:

Can I request a peter parker x reader where they are fighting at the airport in cacw and she is like Wonder Woman plz and thanks

Originally posted by suckstobemeforaday

Title: Love at First Fight?

Word Count: 1,199

Warnings: fighting, but that’s pretty much it

A/N: Yay! First request! I didn’t want to totally copy Wonder Woman, but I hope my little creation of a character resembles her enough! Enjoy!

Ever since you’d lost your home and all of your family, you’d been living with the global phenomenon that was The Avengers. You’d been with them for quite a bit of time now, and was accepted into their family with open arms. Wanda loved to act as your older sister, Natasha was protective by helping you train your combat skills, Tony had made sure that you started to lead a normal life as a teenage meta-human by forcing you to go to school. It was rocky at first, but you started to learn how to act around your peers. Being raised as a warrior made it hard for you to fit in at first at school.

Over the time you had been living with the Avengers, the atmosphere was getting rocky. The government wanted to have more control over the Avenger’s operations and Steve thought that would hinder their ability to give immediate help. Tony thought it was essential for you guys to have rules and a system to live by, or, as he’d put it, you were no better than the bad guys you sought to fight. Even though you were only a teenager, you had a strong opinion and agreed with Steve; if there was a system of when you should and shouldn’t intervene, you could miss opportunities to save countless lives.

Now you were standing at the sides of your fellow Avengers facing other members of your super-family. The stakes were risen once Bucky was brought into the picture. Steve had become an international outlaw, but you trusted him and Bucky, and you had sided with him. When you saw Natasha on the other end of the runway, it broke your heart. You were hoping that you wouldn’t have to fight her because, frankly, she was a better combatant than you; granted, she had more years under her belt than you did. She was joined by Tony, Vision, Rhodes, and an unfamiliar man with a suit that represented a black cat.

Tony and Steve were going back and forth, and Tony shouted, “Underoos!” Out of nowhere a body flipped over your heads and in the confusion you realized he had stolen Steve’s shield. He was a lanky boy with a red and blue suit and a spider insignia on his chest. This must’ve been the Spider-Man you’d heard about on the news.

Tony gave Steve one last chance, but it was too late; both sides were already charging at each other. You went for Spider-Man, as he had Steve’s shield, and was met with him jumping above and behind you. You immediately turned around and lunged with your sword. He hid behind the shield and was thrown back by the ricochet of the vibranium. You used this moment to kick the shield out of his hands, but he dodged your next lunge at him with the butt of your sword. He was fast, but you were too; you followed his movements and threw your sword at the web he’d shot.

“Mr. Stark said you were fast, but not that fast!” He exclaimed and you paused because his voice sounded so young. He used your confusion as a moment to get away. “See ya!” You growled to yourself under your breath and held out your hand for your sword to return to your hand. You followed the boy towards the terminal and jumped from the ground up into the glass that was on the second floor.

Above you you could hear the web slinger and also some scuffling from the ground. Ahead you could see Bucky and Sam both running away, trying to dodge the boy shooting webs at them. They fought, but Spider-Man managed to subdue them both on the ground. By the time you’d reached them they were glaring at each other and were surprised to see you. “Nice going.” You teased and cut them free with your sword.

“Kid, don’t tell Steve about this.” Sam stood up and brushed the stray tendrils off his shoulders. Bucky smirked and you did too.

“I promise.” With that you ran off to follow the spiderling and jumped out another window. You looked around the chaos for the red and blue but was distracted by Scott Lang growing the size of a small building. This seemed to catch everyone off guard.

It was then that you found your target; he swung around trying to find a weakness. While you were running to join your team, he found it, and started to swing around his legs to constrict his movement. After making enough rounds, Spider-Man was able to immobilize him and topple him over. He flew up to the top of a broken plane and you could tell he was dizzy. You jumped up to him and used the butt end of your sword to try and knock him over.

He had gained enough of his balance to jump out of the way. He shot a web at your feet tugged so you fell on your back. He disappeared off the side of the plane and you jumped down to the ground to pursue him. When you didn’t see him, you turned to go back to the top of the plane but was interrupted by a flash of red and blue.

You opened your eyes and saw that Spider-Man had pinned you down.

“Mr. Stark told me to catch you from above, because you tend to forget about the air.” He explained and you tried to wriggle yourself free. Your strength was no match for his leverage on you, that meant he also possessed super strength.

“But did he mention I am a demigod?” You felt your skin grow hot and you could tell by the look of the boy’s eyes that your eyes were also lit with a flame. “I’m the daughter of Ares, god of war, and the fire of battle rests inside me!” You shouted and a giant pulse of energy threw him off of you right into the plane you’d just jumped off of. Your hands held flames, and you picked up your sword which lit up with your new energy. You leaped the distance from you to the plane and held your blade to his face threateningly.

“Wait, what’s your name?” He sounded like he was about to lose consciousness. You didn’t want to take the chance of being taken advantage of though, so you held your stance.

“Y/N.”

“I’m Peter Parker. I’m… from Queens.”

“Why are you telling me this?”

“Because after this I was hoping we’d be friends…” His body relaxed and you did too. The flames in your hands and eyes extinguished and you felt your temperature go back to normal.

“Okay, Mr. Stark…” He muttered in defeat and let his arms and body go limp. “Mr. Stark has told me to back off, so you don’t have to worry about me.” His voice was almost a whisper, and you turned to join everyone else. Something stopped you, though, and you turned your head over your shoulder.

“You said you’re from Queens?”

“Yeah.” He attempted to sit up.

“I’ll find you, Peter Parker.” You smirked and jumped to the battle to help Steve and Bucky make their getaway.

*IN MY SKY*

In my sky:
a starry night.
and we are
a shooting stars,
fleeting fast,
sparkling dust.

***
In my sky:
it’s always dark,
so that us
could ignite
a tall fire.
to light up
our universal love.

***
In my sky:
it’s you and I
left to shine.
I’m your Venus,
You’re my Mars.
Holding tight,
Until sunrise,
fades us to one.