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Manchester residents offered homes, rides and blood after attack. Here’s how you can help.

  • In the wake of the attack — Britain’s deadliest since 2005 — volunteers have poured in to donate blood, the New York Times reported. 
  • Residents of the city have opened their homes to help victims of the bombing, and taxi drivers have offered free rides
  • Parents wounded in the attack have refused treatment to allow doctors to focus on saving children.
  • The Manchester Evening News has created a crowdfunding page to raise money for the victims of the attack. 
  • As of Tuesday afternoon, the page had received more than 475,000 of its 500,000-pound goal. Read more (5/23/17)
i need an abortion

welp, ive been trying to avoid this for almost 4 months now but looks like it’s come down to this! im 17 weeks pregnant and my scheduled appointment for my abortion is Friday, May 5th at 8 am. costs for my abortion is $1,270, however, the National Abortion Federation is covering $505. which leaves me at a balance of $765 that i do not have. now. thankfully, after moving into my new residency, im working now and will be receiving my next paycheck next Wednesday. however, i will only be capable of covering approx. $200 of the $765 because i have rent to pay as well. time is of the essence. i didnt want anyone to know about this, i dont want anyone to know about this. ive been handling this physically and emotionally all on my own since February. help me. in Georgia, i have about 3 weeks left before i am no longer eligible to get an abortion here. if you have questions, message me. if you send a large amount of money (meaning $80 and above), now that i have a job, i can reimburse you. i need to have all of $765 by May 4th at 5:00 pm. in the meantime i will be working, trying to sell shit… do whatever. i cant afford to weigh this out any longer. most of you know who i am, know my story. please signal boost, circulate this as far as you can. if you would like to make a Facebook post about me, feel free but i ask that you keep my personal information lowkey until they personally reach out to me. i will be making a Facebook post tonight and if you want to friend me in order to share the post i make on FB, message me. my paypal is nsiwray@gmail.com. remember: $765 by May 4th at 5:00 pm. thank you.

                                                                           – Nea-Sa’Mon (aka Cosmo)

How A Few Crafty Harlemites Are Fighting Back Against Gentrification

After Harlem resident Pipi Birdwater had her lawsuit against the borough of Manhattan thrown out, many New Yorkers began to wonder how many shared her ire towards lifelong Harlem residents for “intentional cruelty,” as her suit stated.

Birdwater claims that New York residents purposely gave her wrong directions, led her towards areas of Harlem that didn’t exist, and feigned ignorance when she referenced areas of Harlem by their hip new colloquialisms. Borough president Gale Arnot Brewer called her claims that they cost her her $100,000 job (due to frequent tardiness) “farcical.” But after walking through Harlem’s Marcus Garvey Park and talking to Harlemites, they have merit.

38-year-old Dominique Sampson recalls, “this cracker asked me the other day where RuPa is. I knew he was talking about Rucker Park, but we don’t call it no damn RuPa. Who ‘bout to be sayin, 'remember when Kobe and AI came in RuPa?’,” he says as family and friends double over in laughter in their beach chairs.

“So I said 'probably down in the village getting life.’ He comes back to me that night all red ready to fight sayin’ he wasted his day, I said 'I thought you meant Rupaul!”

Sampson says his neighbor was not amused. In his anger, he joins a growing group of new Harlem residents who feel they’re being deceived out of resentment.

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Movie Night || Tom Holland

Originally posted by tom-hollcnd

Relationship: Tom Holland x reader

Summary: A movie night leads to more than planned when you discover just what Tom gets ups to after you’ve left.

Warnings: S M U T (18+)

Word Count: 1755 words.

A/N: OW;EDFJKLBE;ROGISDFHN’AOREIDFJKX


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F*ck you, pay me…

Apologies for the length. The revenge is sweet though.

I was a contractor with a small business (Company X) that did consulting and other services for bigger companies. I usually worked directly with these bigger companies and was operating largely as a direct employee of Company X, though not on site.

I enjoyed the work but some of the people at Company X were d*cks. Just petty nonsense like talking shit about me in meetings, and for no reason that I could discern. All their clients loved me; I was good for business. They were just being d*cks, like d*cks do. It didn’t matter. Since I was working mostly with Company X’s clients, I didn’t have to spend much time communicating with the d*cks.

Every month I sent my invoice to Company X, and the terms were they had 30 days to send payment. At some point, they promoted their main accounting guy (one of the d*cks, henceforth, D*ck Accountant) and hired a Deputy Accountant, who was put in charge of satisfying invoices, such as mine.

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Bacon has spent his entire career working as an educator in and around Portland. He began teaching in the mid-’80s and became vice principal of Albina’s Jefferson High School a decade later. Many of his students from Jefferson are now parents of his students at Boise.

But the same families who grew up in the neighborhood can’t afford to live here now. Bacon says the student body’s homelessness rate has been ticking upward, and others have long commutes from the outskirts of the city. The travel means students often can’t stay for after-school programs or that parents pick their kids up early to avoid traffic. The students who rely on public buses often face an hour of commuting each way. “When an older sibling who comes to school on the bus is sick, that means the younger sibling doesn’t come to school either,” says Bacon. “Kids also just don’t sleep enough. They get up early to get here and then get home late.”

Bacon laments that the neighborhood’s new residents haven’t embraced Boise. It used to be a source of pride for the area, which had long battled for a quality school to call its own. That sense of ownership is fraying.

He knows his school will become whiter, though that will take time. In this year’s parent meeting for incoming kindergarteners, he was surprised at the number of white families. He says Boise will “be here for whoever wants to come” and that he’s tried to embrace the white families who have already enrolled. “I’m not going to spend too much time trying to force white people to come that might not want to come, but we’ll be open to their questions and sell the best parts of the school like we always do,” he says.

There are plenty of reasons why white, more affluent parents don’t send their children to Boise. They might cite the test scores or the draw of creative instruction at charter schools. But much of it involves internalized racism—racism that is amplified by ineffectual school district policies.

White families often transfer their children to Trillium Charter, a high-achieving school that’s less than 10 minutes away and 82 percent white. They can also send their kids to Portland magnet schools if their test scores are high enough or use the petition system to transfer to schools closer to their jobs. According to district figures, only half of neighborhood children attend Boise. Staff say many of these are black families who’ve long attended the school and have managed to stay in the neighborhood. The black students who fake their addresses, indicating they still live in neighborhood boundaries, also skew the numbers.


http://www.slate.com/articles/life/tomorrows_test/2016/06/portland_s_albina_district_gentrified_its_public_school_boise_eliot_humboldt.html

Batboys X Reader- Welcome To The Family

“He got another one?”

Dick and Jason stared at your dirty and small figure sitting at the dining room table, eating your food as if it were your last meal.  Bruce had informed everyone that he had taken you off from the streets when he found you at a crime scene.  You were hidden behind a couple boxes when a criminal decided to mug someone in the same alley.  The sounds of the victim struggling woke you up from your nap, making you leave your current home at the time.  There was a woman that was attempting to push a man’s knife away from her neck.  You quickly grabbed an old pipe you kept with you and stood up, quietly approaching the man until you were directly behind him.  You rose the pipe and bashed it on his head, causing him to drop the knife and collapse on the ground.  You hit him again for good measure and kicked away the knife.  The woman you saved stared at you, trying to process what you had just done.

“He’s still alive,” you muttered and kicked the man, receiving a groan from him.

“Thank you,” she stuttered out and hugged you.

You sighed at the warmth she provided, but had to let go, “Can you call the police?  I don’t want to be here without help if he wakes up again.”

She nodded and pulled out her cell phone out of her battered purse.  A few minutes later, a shadow enveloped you and the woman.  You turned around, the pipe still in your grip, to find the Batman looking at you and the woman.  He walked past you and the woman, grabbed the man, and placed some type of handcuffs on him.  Once he was finished with the criminal, he turned around and faced you and the woman.  

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You Understand Right? (Part 4): Broken Promises

Characters: Dean Winchester x Sister!Reader / Friend!Reader, Sam Winchester x Sister!Reader / Friend!Reader

Length: 989+ words

TW: Nothing in this chapter! 

A/N: This is a pretty short chapter, but I wanted to split this chapter, and the next chapter up. Also, this is part of @kas-not-cas 2.5K Writing Challenge! Honestly, whenever I do challenges, I prefer writing a separate fic that’s not a part of a series, but it just went to so well with this chapter that I couldn’t help myself! I know I got your permission to use the Prompt in a series, but if you want me to write another oneshot separate, I can totes do that! 

Prompt: “I’ve lost count of the promises you’ve broken.”

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“Hey, sweetheart,” Dean greeted lowly as not to scare her. 

Her gaze was stuck to the ground, her body not moving an inch.

“We’re not going to hurt you. Do you remember us?” Sam questioned kindly, bending his knees to meet her eyes.

She nodded slowly, looking unsure of her surroundings. 

“You’re not in hell anymore,” Sam said comfortingly. “You’re safe with us.”

Y/N looked around the motel room, and finally opened her mouth. “Wh- What’s the date?” she croaked.

“It’s June 19th, 2015,” Sam answered.

The girl looked accepting of the fact that it has been nine years since her death. 

“Here,” Sam quickly said, grabbing a water bottle from the table, and handing it to her. “You must be hungry. Dean, and I were just about to head back to the bunker.”

“The bunker?” Y/N asked with her head tilted to the side.

“Yea!” Sam’s face lit up as he continued talking about their new found residence. He chattered away about the bunker for a few minutes until Dean interrupted him.

“Let’s get you some food before we leave.” There wasn’t any trace of emotions in his voice, his face as stoic as ever.

Y/N looked down at her bloody clothes, and before she could say anything, Dean had already gone through his bag, pulling a pair of shirt, flannel, and sweatpants for her to wear.

“Get changed, and then we’ll head out,” Dean instructed.

As she was in the bathroom, the two brothers turned to each other.

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My players were trying to track down a vigilante so that they could work with them to save the town and the rogue decided to go off and search alone. And was caught sneaking through their sanctum.

Gnome: Who are you and what are you doing here?
Rogue: I’m nocby, I’m the new resident here.
*Rolls bluff succeed with a 25*
Gnome: Where have you been sleeping? And how come I haven’t seen you around?
Rogue: Well I volunteer all day at the orphanage and then go out with my friends in town. *succeed with a 28*
Gnome: really? Well let’s have you meet the rest of the household.

This rogue proceeds to bluff their way through becoming a permanent resident, having breakfast with them all, and becoming friends with this household.

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Man who created “White Lives Matter” fliers says he considers himself a racist on live TV

  • On Sunday, New York state resident Scott Lacy set the record straight with local affiliate WKBW and took responsibility for flyers distributed to Lewiston, New York, residents with the words “White Lives Matter” on them. 
  • The flyers also condemned illegal immigration and contained statistics claiming black people are more prone to crime than white people.
  • “The purpose of these flyers is to raise awareness with whites about the plight our people face in this country,” Lacy told WKBW. Lacy says all of the information is factual. Read more. (3/28/17, 3:00 PM)
Movie Idea

Man with two daughters losses his wife (Accident, cancer maybe?). She was the love of his life and best friend and he takes it hard.

Two years later his daughter take note of a new resident in the town. A single young woman who seems to share a lot of interests. They decide she’s perfect. 

Thus the movie continues with the daughters comedic attempts to get the new lady and their father to run into each other and talk to each other. Finally they tip their hand and their Dad catches them. 

He sits them down and explains that he wishes they could have a mother, but he’s not ready to start dating and honestly he may never be. The daughters roll their eyes.

“We know that Dad. We weren’t trying to get you a girlfriend.”

“We were trying to get you a friend-friend.”

“You’ve pushed away everyone else since Mom died. You talk to anyone or write to them.”

“So we found someone who you never met, so you wouldn’t be haunted by the time you spent with them and Mom.”

“Someone who into the same things, so you’d have plenty to talk about.”

“And some who was probably at least a little lonely too.”

“Not everything’s about romance Dad.”

And with the pressure off and the knowledge that they do understand, the dad does become friends with the Lady. He never dates or remarries, but that’s okay because he’s okay with it and not moping.  He helps the Lady when she gets married and they remain close friends.

Because that’s what he really needed.

anonymous asked:

Could you draw E/C in a shape of water style au?

Sure!

After losing her voice due to an illness, music student Christine Daaé gets a job as a cleaner at the marine biology institute her friend Raoul works at. Soon after, the facility gets a sensational new resident: a humanoid sea-dwelling creature. While cleaning the lab in which the fish-man is kept, Christine makes a discovery: he communicates through music. Soon, a bond develops between Christine and “Erik”, as she calls him. But the lead scientists at the Garnier Marine Research Facility have decided to dissect Erik, so it’s up to Christine, with the help of Raoul and disgruntled marine zoologist Nadir Khan, to save him before it’s too late.

Boo! // Kim Taehyung

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the prompt: When you have time, could I request a ghost!AU with Taehyung of BTS? Where you move into a new apartment but don’t know that it’s haunted. And ghost!Tae is so ready to scare you off by pulling some horrific haunting stunt, but wait, you’re actually really cute?? And nice?? Pretty soon, you discover his existence (which explains all the weird things that have happened), so he takes to teasing you from the shadows and making your life difficult and just generally being a loveable nuisance~ Humorous everyday scenarios between you two ensue… Possibly ending with a love confession from Tae?

words: 3474

category: fluff + comedy

author note: i researched poltergeists for this and it was really scary •_• also, i want ghost!taehyung to be my best friend. enjoy!

- destinee

Originally posted by suga-com

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