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On Cinco de Mayo, here’s how not to be a racist

Cinco de Mayo: a holiday known for oversized sombreros, mouth-wateringly delicious tacos, one too many margaritas and racism.

Every fifth of May, Mexicans and Mexican-Americans prepare for yet another day of cultural appropriation, racist jokes and perhaps a tweet or two from President Donald Trump about his long-promised border wall.

As a fourth-generation Mexican-American, I’m hoping 2017 is the year we, as a community, put an end to the appropriation and degradation of an entire culture. This Cinco de Mayo, know the difference between cultural appropriation and cultural appreciation in order to make this “holiday” enjoyable for everyone.

Before you go out and drink as many Coronas as you can, try to get a basic knowledge of what you’re “celebrating.” Frequently confused with Mexico’s independence day, which is Sept. 16, Cinco de Mayo commemorates an unforeseen victory by the Mexican army against the French at the Battle of Puebla in 1862. Puebla is located in east-central Mexico and is one of the 31 states that makes up the country.

And, while Cinco de Mayo in America is widely interpreted as a celebration of Mexican culture, the lack of appreciation for Mexican heritage, the historical significance of the event itself, and the influx of racial stereotypes has transformed the holiday into an almost unbearable occasion for anyone of Mexican descent.

Rather than subjugate Mexicans and Mexican Americans to yet another year of cultural appropriation and lack of appreciation, read up on ways you can help celebrate our beautiful heritage — and ways to help avoid further degradation of an entire culture. Read more (Opinion)

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Sheriff Knows Best

Stiles/Derek, G, 2K words, Sheriff POV, Coffeeshop AU, matchmaker!Sheriff

(Credit for the title to @cobrilee!)

This is an expansion of the following idea, written by the lovely @artemis69:

the coffee!AU, where John goes to the same coffee shop every day, and there is this very grumpy, quiet barista that always makes him amazing coffee and keep the best pastries for him. And one day the Sheriff learns that Derek is the one to bake them all, so he decides: this will be my son in law, I need a reason to have this man in my family for at least forty to fifty years. Then he matchmakes with no subtility whatsoever, basically offering his only son on a silver plate, Stiles spluttering all the way (but he takes Derek’s number anyway because the guy is just amazingly cute)

John’s on his regular morning stroll when he stops in his tracks and takes in the brand-new coffee shop, complete with a banner advertising their opening day. The little corner space has been boarded up for over a year, and John had no idea it was opening today.

Any new businesses are a boon for Beacon Hills, especially family-run ones like this one is rumored to be, so John ducks inside. It’s warm and homey, and there’s a pair of young dark-haired people behind the counter, close enough in features that they’re probably siblings. The quiet bickering points that direction, too.

They stop, though, when they see the Sheriff—the uniform tends to have that effect—and he pastes on his public servant smile. “Hi there. I saw this place was open and wanted to come on in and introduce myself. Sheriff John Stilinski.”

“Oh, it’s so nice to meet you,” the woman says, holding out her hand for a shake. A nice strong grip—John likes this girl already. “I’m Laura Hale, and I own this place with my brother Derek, our resident grumpy barista-slash-baker.”

Derek rolls his eyes at Laura, but his smile to John is genuine, if small. “Hi, Sheriff. Nice to meet you.”

“Likewise, son,” he says, perusing the case full of tempting sugary treats. “You made these?”

He nods. “Can I get you anything?”

John hums. “A medium coffee, and…any one of these delicious-looking goodies. You pick. Just don’t tell my son,” he adds, and Derek looks up at him.

“Your son?”

“I have slightly elevated cholesterol,” he says, stressing the word. “Nothing to worry about, honestly. But he polices my diet. I don’t think he knows about this place yet, though, so this is great.”

Derek hums. His tongs hover over a muffin—lemon poppyseed, it looks like—before moving to another one. Raspberry-almond, according to the sign, and well, John isn’t picky. Derek drops it into a little bag and hands it over.

“Happy to help,” he says.

John thanks him and opens the bag. Laura’s still pouring his coffee, but it smells so damn good that he can’t resist.

“Wow,” he says, his mouth full. “This is delicious.”

Derek looks quietly proud, and Laura claps him on the shoulder as she reaches over to hand John his coffee. “On the house, today, Sheriff,” she says. “Thanks for stopping by.”

“I’ll be back tomorrow,” he promises.


“Thanks, Nina,” John says dryly, leaning back so she can put his plate in front of him.

“You’re welcome, Sheriff,” she says with a friendly smile, ignoring his stink eye.

Stiles just grins at both of them and digs into his French toast. He insists on having their weekly father-son breakfast at Paulie’s Diner because no matter what John orders, Nina will only bring him an egg-white omelet with a dry English muffin. Stiles must have some serious blackmail or be paying her off somehow, and John is, he has to admit, grudgingly impressed.

“Don’t look so bummed out, Pops,” Stiles says, around a mouthful of what’s surely syrup-drenched deliciousness. “At least I let you have turkey bacon.”

“It’s not the same,” he says grumpily, poking at it. “But at least I’m getting a steady stream of baked goods now.”

Stiles glares at him. “Are you serious? From where? I thought I had paid everyone off.”

He knew it. “I’m not telling you,” he says, a little displeased with how childish he sounds.

“Fine,” Stiles says, sniffing. “I’ll figure it out, you know I will.”

He will, John knows. Goddamn, he loves his kid, even if his life goal seems to be depriving John from any and all delicious food. “And speaking of, I met someone the other day,” he starts, and Stiles gasps theatrically, his hand coming up to cover his mouth.

“Is this you crapping all over my dream of having Melissa as my stepmom?”

John sighs at the reminder. Melissa is…well, she seems happy with that Argent guy. Whatever. He’s not bitter.

“Not for me, Jesus,” he says, shaking his head. “For you.”

“Oh my god,” Stiles says, slumping back in the booth. “Eye roll” is too mild, John thinks. It’s more of a whole head roll. “Seriously, Dad, I’m only 25. You don’t have to marry me off quite yet. You’ll get your grandchildren someday, I promise. Stop trying to set me up with people.”

“I’m just trying to be helpful!” John protests. “He seems nice.”

And makes really good treats, he adds in his head. That’ll be a good trait for a son-in-law.

“And who exactly is he?”

John pauses. “I met him at the aforementioned undisclosed location.” 

Stiles snorts. “Find out if he actually likes dudes, then get back to me.”

“Okay,” he says seriously, and Stiles grimaces.

“No, Dad, don’t actually—”

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Szechuan Sauce

Justin Roiland, if you didn’t know already, received an official tub of McDonald’s Szechuan Sauce. They included a letter and also a hand-made label to the sauce, and I have a theory.

If you ready the label and the letter, you’ll find that, according to the author, the tub is authentically found from Universe C1998-M, where they are perpetually stuck in 1998. It was too crazy of an idea to leave the portal open, so obviously they had to close it after retrieving only one tub of delicious Szechuan Sauce or otherwise threaten the modern day world with an invasion of bucket hats. But then if you read the label closely, you’ll see something I found interesting –

“And then maybe again in twenty-something years”

Haha, funny, that’s so far!

But next year is the twentieth year since the original release of the sauce.

And you know what else is supposed to come out late 2018?

The new live action Mulan movie. Mulan, the movie the Szechuan Sauce originally was promotional material of.

It’s gonna happen guys. It’s going to I swear

❅ True as It Can Be ❅

A Beauty and the Beast Dean/Cas AU

ART BY @delicious-irony :: WORDS BY @whelvenwings

Growing up in a small town in Kansas, Dean learned from a young age that there was only one rule that couldn’t be broken, one place he couldn’t go - through the forest, to the long-abandoned Angel’s Hollow. But when Sam disappears, Dean’s left with no choice but to follow his brother’s tracks through the dangers of the wood; little does he know that the most dangerous creature of all lurks not among the trees, but in the Hollow itself. Dean sets Sam free, at the cost of his own liberty - and, bound by magic, resigns himself to living out the rest of his days in the Hollow, at the mercy of the being within. The angel of Angel’s Hollow, however, has a story - is a prisoner, too, as much as Dean is. Only one thing can free them both - but it is impossible. For, after all: who could ever learn to love a beast?

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Bts reaction to someone walking in on you two

Request: Hey I’m not sure if requests are open, but pretty please can I request bts reacting to getting walked in on by friends/parents while having sex? Like would they continue or lie or what? Thanks! ❤

A/N: Here I go. Keeping my promise. One reaction a day. I always keep my promises.- Li <3


Jin

As Jin was making gentle love to you and kissing you so sensually, you forgot where you are, Namjoon ran in the room as if his life depended on it. It all became still, you, Jin, Namjoon. Fast, Jin hid you under the blanket, keeping you under him. “Kim Namjoon I swear to fucking God I’ll starve you to death if first you don’t get out of here and second say anything ever about this.” Namjoon stuttering over his words could be heard and then the door closed. “Well, that was an experience,baby.”

Originally posted by bwiseoks

Yoongi

Yoongi was in the middle of thrusting so deeply in you, the satin scarf around your mouth wasn’t enough to hold in your screams. And then the door cracked and a little pig tailed girl studied the interesting position you two were in. “Sis, why are you two naked? Why are you biting a scarf?” Dom Yoongi went from 100 to 0 real quick. “Miya, baby, it’s…hard for me to explain it. Your good friend Yoongi can explain it.” you said, embarrassed af. Yoongi gave you the death look and turned to the girl. “It’s an adult way of showing love Miya. In two minutes I’ll be in your room and we can play with the dolls. I only have to finish playing with your sister first.” Dom Yoongi is back.

Originally posted by seokjins-wings

Namjoon

Jimin only wanted to take one of Namjoon Ryan’s to take a selca with it, not opening the door to you naked at the end of the room and Namjoon only in sweatpants, holding two paires of handcuffs. Jimin shakily tried to explain himself “I… only wanted to have a-“ Namjoon freezing cold eyes met Jimin’s making the boy feel extremely uncomfortable. “Leave Jimin. Now.” And Jimin did leave. Without saying anything else, while you looked scared at Namjoon. “Where was I?” said he while opening the first pair of handcuffs.  

Originally posted by https-km

Hoseok

Hobi is a puppy we all know that. So you were too. You were his baby, puppy and fuck princess. So when you two were fucking the last thing you wanted were intruders, but when your mother knocked on your door, both of you were so scared that she’ll come in that he pulled out of you, threw you your clothes while he was dressing himself, kissed you an apology and sat down next to you acting as if he was helping you with a math problem, so when your mother really came in, both of you smiled like the little puppies you were.

Originally posted by yourpinkpill

Jimin

Love making. That Jimin was the best at. Setting the mood, showing you unconditional love, showering you with compliments. So when Yoongi carelessly opened the door, Jimin suddenly got so sad. He quietly asked Yoongi to leave and the older boy suddenly felt so guilty. He knew how much Jimin prepared for this moment and Yoongi ruined it. So after that, Yoongi constantly apologized to Jimin and helped him create everything from the beginning so you’ll forget about the first embarrassing time and get a wonderful second. And both you and Jimin couldn’t be angry at such a nice gesture from the soft-harted rapper.

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

Taehyung

Taehyung  is always playful the first 20 minutes before diving between your legs to have a taste of the sweetest dessert. Unlike others, Tae hates to be disrespected or disturbed while he was eating you out, by you or whoever. So when Jungkook kick opened the door while Tae was ravishing you, your lover got so irritated. While you try to hide yourself, Taehyung put his hand on your pelvis making it impossible for you to move, turned to Jungkook, with his saliva and your juices on his mouth and the look of a very angry animal in his eyes. “Leave. Leave Jungkook. Go sleep somewhere else.”

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

Jungkook

Jungkook was in the middle of delivering one more delicious spank on your butt when Taehyung opened the door worried you were hurt. And the scene in front of him, oh god. You and your delicious naked body bent over Jungkook’s thighs, while he was delivering a spank. And honestly, Jungkook could careless about Taehyung. Tae was his bestfriend and one of Kook’s fantasies was a threesome. So he delivered the smack, making your embarrassed self moan. “I…didn’t mean to-“ stuttered Tae “Join in hyung. I’m just getting started with her.” Taehyung smirked and silently closed the door

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid


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Signs as parks and rec quotes

Aries: “Any dog under fifty pounds is a cat and cats are useless.”

Taurus: “You had me at meat tornado.”

Cancer: “If there were more food and fewer people, this would be a perfect party.”

Gemini: “Guys love it when you can show them you’re better than they are at something they love.”

Leo: “Alcohol is fun and delicious.”

Virgo: “One time I accidentally drank an entire bottle of vinegar. I thought it was terrible wine.”

Libra: “Treat yo self!!”

Scorpio: “I’m fine. It’s just that life is pointless, and nothing matters, and I’m always tired.”

Sagittarius: “Never half-ass two things. Whole-ass one thing.”

Capricorn: “I am big enough to admit that I am often inspired by myself.”

Aquarius: “I have no idea what I’m doing, but I know I’m doing it well.”

Pisces: “I think comic sans always screams ‘fun’.”

this is the most mischievous photo ever taken of anyone holding a bowl of mac n cheese. it looks delicious but one look at those eyes and you just know that nothing is as it seems

Good Little Angel

Word count: 2,034

Warning: smut, little bit of fluff, teasing, dom!Lucifer, sub!Lucifer

Pairing: Lucifer x Reader

Summary/Request: Thank you @curlyxtomato for your request!

Lucifer has to help the Winchesters but there is some awkwardness when Y/N realises that he is an old hook up of hers. Leads to some passionate sex and a lot of teasing and self-denial.

Originally posted by lucifersagents

“We’re working with you, not because we want to, but because we have to.” Dean sighed.

You were currently sitting beside an agitated Sam who was trying his best not to look over the table at none other than Lucifer himself.

“It’s good to see you guys too.” Lucifer grinned. You scoffed. Immediately his head spun round to see you, now trying to sink into your seat subtly. “Oh I know you love having me around Y/N. You find me irresistible.” He almost sneered at you.

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