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when people say shit like “if you’re at an antifacist event, don’t talk to reporters” they mean you. you aren’t an exception to that. you can be the smartest, most articulate person on the planet and right wing news stations can still edit shit to make you look like a dipshit.

when people say to not take selfies or leave your face uncovered at antifacist events they mean you. when people say not to get into public debates with nazis (because it just gives them a platform and a persecution complex) they mean you. the way to actually, effectively combat fascism is by organizing en masse - you can’t be a hero or get famous as a black bloc activist and you shouldn’t be trying to.

your fifteen minutes of fame on local news isnt worth potentially giving your political opponents soundbites of “crazy sjws” to pass around on reddit and recruit more scumbags with. it’s not worth risking the safety of other people to take photos at events that might get other, more vulnerable people identified. it’s not worth it to get into pointless arguements with fascists in atmospheres where you’re just giving them an excuse to spout their bullshit and a soapbox to do it on. if you think feeling like a hero is more important than the actual, physical safety of the people you’re supposedly trying to protect, you’re just a narcissist who happens to have left wing politics.

@imockusall replied to your post: “so i unexpectedly have 2 hrs of free time on campus and nothing to do,…”

Someone throwing a candy bar at a sleeping Andrew to wake him up. Or cat photos Or people taking pictures of their cats

a picture of [one of] their cats! i really like silly social media aus

no one believes you, andrew

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If you were scrolling through Twitter this past weekend, you may have seen people posting adorable photos of themselves and their significant others to celebrate love between people of color. Twitter user @PoCBeauty started the hashtag #PoCInLove on Saturday, and it quickly went viral as other users began tweeting adorable photos of themselves with their partners.

Literally every single photo we found was In. Credible.

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Flicker Sessions Sydney – crowd: up for it. band: up for it. Niall: MAD up for it. It was SUCH a fun night. he looked amazing. he sounded incredible. let’s get together and do it again.

Laps and Naps

Originally posted by ohh-bloodyhell

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x female!Reader - Cast x female!Reader

Request: So my idea was a fic with seb and reader on the set of Infinity War. Reader likes taking naps on the casts laps, and after a while seb notices that she’s never napped on his lap and gets a bit jealous. A few cast members notice his crush on the reader and one day reader finds seb and the rest of the cast sitting together and goes straight for his lap. The whole cast looks up in awe and snap multiple pictures and seb is all flustered and blushy. You can change it up if it didn’t make sense lol ☺️ (-anon)

Warnings: none, really!! just pretty fluffy stuff

Word Count: 1.2K

A/N: it’s been such a weird week, and i really hope today will be good. but i’ve been havin’ a pretty bad mental-problems sort of day streak, so any memes sent to me are and will be greatly appreciated !!


“Y/N,” a distant, low voice sneaks through your sleepy mind. “C’mon, Y/N, I have to be in the suit in five minutes.”

The groggy veil of sleep slowly lifts off of your as you begin to wake-up. You could feel a heavy hand beginning to gently shake your shoulder.

“But I was so comfy,” your tired voice grumbles.

“I know,” Chris’s soothing voice drifts through the room. “But you’ve been sleeping on me for almost an hour, and I really have to get ready.”

Fine,” you groan, lazily pushing yourself up into a sitting position, snuggling into the corner of the couch as you pry open your heavy eyelids. “But you should know, that was a good nap.”

You blink away the sleep from your vision and look around the room, your gaze locking on Anthony.

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So, the time has come where I have decided to share my hidden Nashcon 2016 Cockles photo op with everyone.

Why did I wait so long? Because I told myself, as a silent promise to Jensen and Misha, I was going to wait one year from the day, before I share it, even though Misha said to share it initially. Haha. Anyway, it’s been four months past the year mark, and I have decided to finally unveil the photo, I know it might garnish some stuff from haters, and I might be called “disrespectful”, however I ask everyone to read below first, on how my situation went down with receiving the photo, and then cast your opinions.

 So, I am waiting in the photo op line nervous as all hell haha, I keep the front of the book hidden the entire time, just patiently and nervously waiting. The book I held in my hands was “The Threesome Handbook”, by Vicki Vantoch (For those who don’t know who she is, she’s the amazing woman married to Misha!!). I’ve had the idea in my mind for nearly a year on how funny it would be to take a photo of the three of us reading it, I could imagine Jensen’s “what the hell position is that?!” Face, I can imagine Misha’s mischevious intrigued face, and then I would just be there looking like a dork, haha, either way, it was a year’s idea in the making. So the time has come and here i am shaking with my book…When it is my turn…I walk up to them…I immediately went to Jensen first because above anyone else, I wanted to get his Blessing for the photo, I didn’t want him to do it if he was not comfortable with it, and I was perfectly fine if he would have declined…So, I’m right in front of Jensen and I say “I completely understand if you don’t want to do this but, if not, it’s okay, but can we do something with this?” I showed him the book Misha’s wife wrote “The Threesome Handbook”, and he was like “With this?” He replied with like a shocked laugh as he pointed at the book, I laughed a bit in embarrassment…Then at this moment Misha comes over to the two of us, he sees the book and giggles as he grabs it, Misha being amused at the sight of the book, all I could do is look on in embarrassment and nervously laugh. At this point however, Jensen’s handler came up right away and was like “ Nope. No. No.” And she snatched the book out of Misha’s hand. So he was like “Oh Well” with a shrug kinda look then I was like “Oh well”, I knew at that point it was the risk of asking, so I didn’t mind. So I turned to Misha and Jensen and was like “Hugs then?” So we did a hug picture. The bliss and awesomeness of being between those two, still sends shivers down my spine. Forgive the capital letters but this was the exciting part…after the picture I THEN HUGGED THEM BOTH AND SAID THANK YOU, THEN THE HANDLER GAVE THE BOOK BACK TO ME. I WAS READY TO WALK AWAY WHEN MISHA GRABBED MY HAND, PULLED ME CLOSE TO HIM AND TOLD THE PHOTOGRAPHER TO TAKE ANOTHER. SO MISHA HUGGED ME WHILE WE HELD THE BOOK AND JENSEN GAVE HIS LIKE “WHAT?!” FACE. I WAS IN SHOCK!!!! SO ALL I HAD ENOUGH REACTION TIME FOR WAS TO MAKE A DORKY LOOKING “Idk, worth a shot” SUGGESTIVE FACE.


It happened so quick…I was not expecting it at all…After the picture all I could do was happily give Misha another hug, and just mutter “Thank you thank Misha”, I gave Jensen one more quick one and kinda high tailed it out of the room shaking.

Now…I was absolutely happy, and just speechless, I had two ops, the op I wanted to do, and I spent more time with them. The thing is though…After some time…I felt bad…because I wasn’t sure if Jensen was upset…or kinda just disappointed, because I felt maybe he didn’t want to do it and it was forced, as much as I appreciate it…To confirm, I decided to apologise to him when I got my autograph…The stressful part of it all, was the timing…See…I had to wait for the pictures to print, I wanted to grab it right away because I know sometimes people take photos of other people’s pictures, and I didn’t want this to get out by someone else’s hand. The thing is Jensen was then signing autographs in the same time…So, I was pacing back and forth from the picture table and the autograph hall to see how the lines were, just as it seemed like autographs were almost over, as they called my row many minutes before, the pictures were put out. LUCKILY I received my picture and I was able to make the line for Jensen, photo hidden. So again I nervously wait in line, when I got to him in line, he recognized me and said “Hey you” and smiled, and of course I was like “Hi” *giggles* and then I said “Jensen I’m really sorry about the book photo op”. He smiled and was like “ah, it’s no problem at all” And I said “Okay I just wanted to make sure you know I didn’t mean anything bad by it” and he said “Don’t worry about it, it’s perfectly fine”. I apologized to his handler also and she said “ Its okay honey, I’m not mad about it” and they both said you have a good night and pretty much don’t worry. So *SIGH OF RELIEF*

Got my autograph and his Blessing!! However me being me, I wanted security…So…To Make sure…When I got my Misha autograph, I walk up to Misha with items in hand to get signed.


Misha: “Oh hey it’s you, how are you?”


Me: “I’m good thank you, how are you?”


Misha: “I’m good, I’m good, are you having fun?


Me: “Yeah, it’s been really great”


*Misha begins to sign my items*


Me: *Nervously* “Can I ask you a question?”


Misha: “Of course go ahead”


Me: “Was Jensen upset with the photo with the book?”


Misha: *smiles, then giggles* “Oh no, he wasn’t upset at all. He would have gone through with it if a certain handler didn’t snatch it away from us”


Me: “Are you sure? I really don’t want him to be upset, I just didn’t think it’d be bad”


Misha: “No, don’t worry about it at all, he wasn’t upset” *Misha hands back items*


Me: “Okay, thank you Misha, thank you. You have a great night” *I say while gathering my stuff*


Misha: “You’re welcome. You too” *Misha smiles*


*I turn to walk away when Misha says to me*


Misha: “Don’t give it a second thought”


I respond by just smiling and saying a relieved “Okay”, and then I turn and head out to the hall.

So…This is that photo, from my amazing Nashcon 2016 time…I hope those viewing, find the humor in it as much as I do…If you’re gonna share it, please just attach this story with it, so people know, that yes while some might find it tasteless, it was done with a calculated understanding of the actor’s feelings behind taking the photo and not without asking their personal consent for it first, the events that unfolded from it, were not expected and were out of my hands, just as well I finally want to thank Misha and Jensen and just as well, Jared!! (Though they may not ever read this haha) for everything they’re do for the fans, it was a great time and is now a hell of a story I can add to my life of events. Everyone else…enjoy. :)


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richie as things ive done

-maxed out my phone storage because i saved too many pictures of flags after deciding that i was going to text exclusively in semaphore

-walked up a 2-story railing because i was bored and then did it again because the first time my friend didnt get pictures

-crawled underneath a train because i dropped my flip flop

-spent too much money on thrift store knick knacks with cursed energy (puppets, garden gnomes, ceramic figurines, other peoples’ family photos, etc)

-spent too much money on awful thrift store clothes

-made a valiant attempt to bring silly bandz back

-ate over 100 rolls of smarties in a 48-hour period

-ignored the fact that i had the flu or something for a week. just genuinely did not realize until someone pointed it out

-locked myself in a school bathroom stall with my friends so i could draw sunglasses on her nipples with expo marker

-got in trouble for holding a baby doll like a real baby in english class

-filled said baby with chocolate milk and barbecue sauce “to feed it” and punted it across the bathroom

-bought my friend a custom life-sized body pillow of her fav actor for her birthday and hid it in her locker for a terrifying morning surprise

-bought a ball gag at goodwill

-gave a chemistry presentation to my entire class and forgot to remove the slide with a picture of a frog with a speech bubble that said “hnnng… i need… your spit”

-ate a lock of wig hair for a video that we were filming

-accidentally yelled “FUCK” in french class as soon as the room had gone silent

-kept loose cheese puffs in my desk drawer

-kept a dixie cup of chocolate chips in my desk drawer

-accidentally came into possession of 78 decorative gourds and didnt know where to put them so i left them in the top of my locker and they rotted

-got in trouble in sixth grade on valentines day for giving a boy a small potato instead of a paper valentine

-tried to wriggle my body through a saint patrick’s day wreath at a thrift store and got very, very, very stuck

-was the ringbearer for a wedding and said “oh, swag” on reflex when i dropped the rings

-challenged myself to write all my in-class essays so that they could be read to the tune of ‘two trucks’ and no one ever found out

-brought pot brownies to an anime convention

-stayed up for days on end until i was so tired that i fell asleep while writing an in-class essay and kept writing gibberish while fully asleep

-got an a in a class where i literally never turned in the homework

-changed my text tone to an audio recording of my best friend saying something embarrassing

-went through a phase where i would write several pages of notes on one page in different colors until it looked like just horrible scribbles “to save paper”

-bought parchment and a quill pen on amazon and used them to take notes

-had to leave a party early but i was eating fishsticks and i wasnt done so i put them all in my coat pocket

-kept loose dumplings in my hoodie pocket

-wore a fanny pack with a speaker in it and blasted ‘two trucks’ and also used the fanny pack to carry a bag of gummi worms and give them to people when they were upset that i called ‘emotional support worms’

-bought a whole-ass rocking horse and then took it home on the bus

-drank monster energy out of my parents’ wedding-gift wine glasses

-babysat some kids and helped them turn the entire first floor of their house into a fort for a brutal nerf gun war

-started a black market in third grade where the primary trade was colored pencils and cap erasers

-made direct eye contact with my teacher and said ‘because i am a dumbass’ when asked why i didnt have the homework

-went to a burger place where the workers yell out the order numbers and when they yelled “69!” muscle memory took over and i yelled back “NICE”

-tried to convince my friend to chug a glass of dairy free creamer until i got tired of waiting and grabbed it out of her hands and chugged it myself

-bought an animatronic bear at a thrift store and spent an hour trying to pry open the battery case to discover that it sings When I’m 64. like the whole song all the way through

-got lost in best buy for two hours and ended up leaving with a Dory backpack that was on sale

-kept a headless antique mannequin in my room at the foot of my bed to train myself out of feeling fear

-in fifth grade i attempted to physically fight another fifth grader over our minecraft fanfiction

-skipped swimming class for an entire trimester and somehow faced no repercussions

-stole a girl’s hair out of her hairbrush in fourth grade and used it for crafts

-pinned my friend to the floor and rubbed a gluestick on her face i don’t remember why

-got my friends to pool all our money at sky high so we could put cotton eyed joe into the jukebox as many times as possible

-started an uprising against our lunchtime therapist in fourth grade by convincing all of my friends to make warriors ocs with me instead of participating in the activities (this culminated in the four of us getting kicked out of lunchtime therapy)

-made my first friend in high school because she saw me secretly eating twizzlers out of my sleeve in english class

-found loose jelly beans in my school bag and ate them without question

anonymous asked:

who is henry?

If you see me talk about Henry, I’m most likely referring to a little boy named Henry Lawrence that is buried in Salem, MA’s Old Burying Point Cemetery. Here’s his headstone: 

There’s not much information about him because he was just a little kid from Salem. His headstone is really all the information we have about him:

“In Memory of Henry Lawrence. Son of Capt. Abel and Mrs. Abigail Lawrence. His death was instantaneous by falling from a Horse. Aug 13th 1798. Aged 8 years, 8 months.” 

His sisters, Mary (age 9) and Polly (age 4) are buried beside him but his parents aren’t, so I suspect they moved away after they lost their children. May they all rest in peace.

I first learned about him when I was in my junior year of high school. At my school, the junior year always got to go to Salem (”educational” purposes). We had to look up the headstones and pick one and then write about the cause of their death, or whatever we could learn about them. In the Old Burying Point cemetery, a lot of the famous people from the witch trials are buried. So most people picked the Proctors or someone else that was easier to research. I chose Henry and I’m not sure why. When we went to visit Salem, our task was to find the headstone we wrote about and take a picture. So we did. Then I just sat with Henry for a while. I don’t know why I feel so attached to him, it just is what it is.

Now every year my mom and I go back at least one time to visit. I always leave him gifts. Always toys, usually stuffed animals. I’ve left him an orange and white cat, a sheep, a sheepdog, a monkey, and a lemur among other things. Sometimes I see him in other people’s photos because of the toy I leave behind. I always wonder if other people may leave him things too. Or if he gets more attention because of it. I really hope so. He deserves to be remembered. 

anonymous asked:

Do you know how to color skin tones? I'm going to start coloring my art but I've been scared to do anyone who's nonwhite because I'm not sure what appropriate skin tone is what

ah, not sure if I’m good at it, and I suck at explaining how I do things, but I can show u my color palette for skin tones

and here are some examples of how I use that palette of colors for various characters :0 hope it helps 

Okay Voltron Fandom

I wanna talk about something real quick. Something that was confirmed by the season 3 trailer and the season four episode, Reunion, is that (some?) paladins have cell phones (spoiler, but that’s the only one). Lance was using his to take a selfie, and Pidge had a book on theirs.

The phone is orange, with a partial grey frame. Orange and grey is not an Altean color scheme, but it does show up somewhere else.

Orange and grey are Garrison colors. I think that those phones are from Earth, either Garrison issued or not, but either way, they have Earth technology with them. So, based on this, don’t think about:

- Lance having photos of his family and staring at them at night when it gets too quiet in the Castle

- Lance obsesses with charging his phone, because he’s afraid that if the phone dies, he won’t be able to see the photos of his family, and then he’ll lose the only connection he has to them

- Lance has a shit ton of selfies on his phone, but none of them have just him in the photo. Each one has other people in it, and Lance knows all of their names. Some of them are classmates, others friends from before the Garrison. Some are of his family, and some even have the other Paladins in them. There is a rare selfie with Keith, and unsurprisingly, Keith isn’t smiling. When Pidge scrolls through the photo gallery, Lance tells them about each person, and their story

- Lance insisted that Pidge make his phone waterproof and able to withstand extreme temperatures. Pidge complied, on the condition that Lance started teaching them Spanish. (They took French in high school, it was less popular)

- Hunk trying to remember the exact measurements of all his favorite Earth recipes to write them down in the Notes, so he can whip them up sometime later on (and cue others sharing their favorite recipes with him so they can have some of their favorite dishes later on)

- Hunk has a serious obsession with strangers’ animals, based on the contents of his photo gallery. Name an animal, he has a photo of it. Ostrich? Yes. Axolotl? There are pictures of one in every color of the rainbow. There’s even one of a dodo skeleton, next to a wax interpretation of the animal. And way too many infant house pets. Even Keith cooed at a picture of kittens, but he secretly prefers the picture of the hippo that’s trying to pirouette underwater 

- Keith (if he has one. He dropped out of the Garrison, if they provided the phones, he wouldn’t have gotten to keep his) would constantly forget to charge it, since it doesn’t work in space. But when Pidge puts it on charge, (and noses through the phone’s contents), she finds a solitary picture of Keith’s dad, and a semi-updated dream (nightmare) journal, which explains why Keith has trouble sleeping

- Pidge has loads of games downloaded that still work even though there’s no cellular data service in space, and occasionally, they can be found tapping away on memory games and puzzles. They may also have a knockoff version of Flappy Bird, and an unusually high high score

- Pidge also has a ton of books downloaded on the phone, from obscure sci-fi fantasty to medical journals, and it actually ends up being useful when one of the paladins ends up needing advanced first aid before access to the pods. Pidge has the phone out and a procedure to follow before the first person calls Allura for help

- Shiro doesn’t have a phone, the Galra took it. But if he did, he would lose it. Constantly. The man has so many things to worry about, he can’t keep track of trivial things like a piece of technology that can’t perform basic fundamentals due to location. Cue a game of paladins making a list of all the random places Shiro’s phone would be found in, including a vent that only the mice can get in

Okay, talk done. Carry on. Feel free to add to this post.

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STEPHANIE CORNELIUSSEN plays Super Mario Odyssey at Nintendo Booth at Comic-Con Russia 2017 (September 30, 2017)