push to fire

god bless the girl warriors, the defenders of teenage laughter, the women who push themselves between fire and body; god bless the women witches who pull love like endless scarves, who pull together families, who magic dinners in ten minutes; god bless the science dragon-kin who come with their scales rippling, who tear down STEM fields and burn the patriarchy just by studying, who work their bellies raw only to be told they’re “naturally talented,” who are keepers of the late nights and coffees, who catch doctor mistakes but get lower pay, who double-shift without wincing; god bless the art queens, hair messy and creativity overflowing, who present ideas without apologizing, who carve raw their bones and put honest on display - god bless the avenging seraphim in the form of women, the quiet close-standing of one woman watching another in a train station, the silent knowing here-i-am glance of women when men are too rowdy, the steel of women protecting young girls, the fire of women who protect their trans sisters, the arc light of trans sisters leading the charge in standing up for women’s rights; god bless women, seen as weak, seen as relenting, taught to bow and beg and apologize - god bless every social justice fighter, every freedom bell ringer, every young lady who does not just shake chains but instead is using them to shatter glass ceilings. go forth and conquer. you’re all my heroes.

My friend moka wants to say Happy Birthday to Lee Pace and had done such an amazing fanart for him which I think it deserve to share with you all.
So here it is!
Hope you guys like it~

Her Facebook account : Moka Yoshioka Instagram account: moka129

A sad pidge and her dog that no one needed

Strike three | M

Summary: No one can be cold like Kim Taehyung, but no one can warm you up like him.

Pairing: Taehyung X Reader obviously

Word count: 8k

Genre: Smut

Warnings: Dirty talk shitloads, light spanking, blindfolds? Handcuffs? Feather play? And Taehyung in like, general. Yeah.

A/N: So i wanted to start my first fic off with a bang (haha get it? Jin would be so proud), and this happened. Dedicated vv sincerely, with my whole heart to @taexyla

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Rain patters down hard around you, beside you, and on your head. You curse the Rain God- whoever that damn bastard is (Dude! The basic concept of timing. Please!)- as you plummet your feet into the uneven pavement, gritting your teeth as you glance from your bright phone screen back to the number on the gate again. Nope. Not this one either.

Just what sin you’d committed in your past life to deserve this remains a mystery. Just what you-

Ah! There it is.

The stone ground is hard beneath your cobbled feet as you are faced with uncountable red bricks and a rich splendour of sophistication in the air, and nerves set right into your stomach as you keen upon the ghastly mansion that stands before you.  Your eyes circle around its magnificent sheen walls, zeroing in on a practically everything, thoughts widely biased on how appropriate it would be to hurl a mountain at the place right about now.

Bloody rich-

You shiver. The open streets are really no place for the chilly winter air, and you really are no person to subject yourself to these utterly unnecessary conditions, yet here you are, utterly ballistic at the opportunity to face the bundle of joy that is your boss.  Again. As if seeing your employer for the past eleven hours wasn’t enough. Karma is just in love with you today…

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