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nightsky6  asked:

I don't understand, aren't liberals democrats and progressives...? I'm a little confused. Pls shed some light

Anonymous said to berniesrevolution:

I thought Bernie was a liberal

Anonymous said to berniesrevolution:

Protip: don’t say the whole “left” thing. Bernie is a progressive and wonderful person. Applying simply “left” to him is not a good discription. It kind of fucks both parties here.

Anonymous said to berniesrevolution:

Is a liberal now like a neo-liberal? Sorry, I’m confused by all the terms now…

We have had a few of these recently, so I figured I would address them all at once. 

There is a problem with using the term Liberal in politics, especially in the United States. Two facets of any ideology are Social and Economic policy. In the United States, we have had an odd arrangement with our political parties. Prior to Clinton, the Democratic party had Liberal Social and a more Conservative Economic Policy. The Republican’s, since Reagan, have had Conservative social and Neo-Liberal Economic Policy. Since Clinton, the Democrats have been pushing Liberal Social and Neo-Liberal Economic Policy. 

See how confusing that is? When you say “Liberal” context is important. Are we talking economic issues, social issues or the amount of cheese on nachos? 

It can become very confusing. 

That being said, here are some basic definitions to help you out:

Hence why Bernie is a Leftist, a Progressive and a Liberal. 

This is also why I am @theliberaltony

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Kameko, wife of Saizo the Fourth and mother to Kaze and Saizo the Fifth.

A traditional Hoshidan priestess with an air of quiet elegance and grace, she has an insatiable wanderlust within her. She settled down with her husband and two sons, but started traveling again after her husband’s passing. She cares deeply for her sons and is worried especially over Saizo, who she feels is too consumed with revenge over his father. With a calming and warm demeanor she is quite likable, but she still has a secret grief over her husband’s death.

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Ed is a simple, very easy going, grounded guy. And Ed is an incredibly talented song writer, musician and  performer, way more out of the ordinary than we’re used to. Ed is also ambitious, self confident and aware of his possibilities, determined to be as successful as his talent allows him to be. 

Excuse me, I’ll be here counting to 5.297 while I look for reasons why any of this should be considered a problem.

anonymous asked:

Tell me some weird shit™ that the founding fathers did

FOUNDING FATHERS SPECIFIC:

• Alexander Hamilton spelled Pennsylvania wrong on the constitution.
• Benjamin Franklin wanted the national bird to be the Turkey.
• James Monroe, John Adams and Thomas Jefferson all died on July 4th- James Madison died seven days before July 4th.
• George Washington and Lafayette took a nap underneath a tree after The Battle of Monmouth.
• Two days before signing the Declaration of Independence all the delegates got super drunk.
• Benjamin Franklin basically was man whore in France.
• Benjamin Franklin wrote an essay on farting.
• Benjamin Franklin wasn’t allowed to write The Declaration of Independence because they thought he’d put a joke in it.
• Benjamin Franklin took “air baths” which involved sitting in a bathtub fully nude and writing.
• Benjamin Franklin purposely spelt Pennsylvania wrong on the US currency to defer from counterfeits.
• John Adams had a dog named Satan.
• Alexander Hamilton founded the New York Post coincidently he was involved in the first major political sex scandal
• While in England bromance Thomas Jefferson and John Adams visited Shakespeare’s house and vandalized a chair he used to sit in by chipping piece out of it.
• During the election of 1800 while bromance Thomas Jefferson and John Adams were broken up; Thomas Jefferson told everyone that John Adams was a hermaphrodite and John Adams countered telling everyone Thomas Jefferson was dead.
• Benjamin Franklin brought tofu to America.
• Thomas Jefferson brought Ice Cream and macaroni and cheese.
• Thomas Jefferson told Lewis and Clark to watch out for giant sloths.
• George Washington currently has $300,000 worth of overdue library books.
• George Washington didn’t know that Chinese people were white.
• During the battle of Germantown, George Washington found a lost dog and stopped everything just to return to dog safely to the British side.
• George Washington was deathly afraid of being burnt alive and asked in his will to be buried three days after his death.
• It’s actually Paul Revere on the Sam Adams.
• John Jay didn’t sign the Declaration of Independence, he is famed for framing it.
• Gouvernour Morris got a blockage in his dick and tried to cure it by sticking a piece of Whale Bone down his fucking penis hole. He got an infection and died.
• Thomas Jefferson having such bad social anxiety that he used to fake sick to get out of public interactions.
• Thomas Jefferson broke his wrist trying to inpress a girl.
• Benjamin Franklin volunteered in the fire department.
• Thomas Jefferson had about 7,000 books and when a Virginian Library burnt down he donated about 1,640 books to the library.
• George Washington was an amazing dancer.
• James Madison and Thomas Jefferson were once arrested for riding a horse carriage on a Sunday in Vermont. Which was illegal!
• Thomas Jefferson had a mockingbird named dick who ate from his mouth and shit.
• Alexander Hamilton’s son and his dying in the same spot just four years apart in the same way.
• Alexander Hamilton talking and talking after he was shot even thought he was fucking bleeding out.
• John Jay quitting politics and becoming a farmer.
• John Adams and Thomas Jefferson holding such a grudge against one another that Johnny didn’t even show up to his presidential inauguration.
• Thomas Jefferson only made two speeches during his presidencies. Both were his inauguration speeches.
• Lafayette giving John Quincy Adams a baby alligator as a gift.
• Andrew Jackson got kicked out of a funeral because his mocking bird kept saying fuck.
• James Madison “accidentally” shipping into US a ton of prostitutes. • Andrew Jackson beat the shit out of a guy trying to assassinate him with a cane.

• James Monroe and Alexander Hamilton almost getting into a duel which was stopped by Aaron Burr. • James Monroe served as both Treasury of secretary and Secretary of State.

(This list is getting too long- so I’ll stop there!)

The Boss’ Girl Ch. 1

Lee Minwoo (Shinhwa) x Reader x Jeon Jungkook (BTS)

Office!AU

Rated: G 

Word Count: 3343

A/N: Here’s the first chapter for the Jungkook project I’ve been working on.  It’s mostly just an introduction so bare with me on this one.  Warning!!! This is going to get very smutty!!!  Lots of Dom/Sub, slight BDSM, and all kinds of kinky stuff.   I feel a bit stupid I’ve had this idea all planned out since the Celebrity Bromance episode the two of them did together but just never sat down to write it.  Please give some feed back if it’s something you guys are going to be interested in?


7:55 AM you come into your boss’ office.  His morning cup of coffee placed on the coaster by the phone.  ¼ cup half and half, two teaspoons of raw sugar, and ¾ cup of Starbucks dark roast coffee in his favorite mug.  By now there’s no need to measure it out because you know by sight and muscle memory.  

The three leading business journals and newspapers are stacked in just the right order on the right hand side.  The days tentative schedule typed with checkboxes lays on top of them.  It’s also on both of your tablets but he likes the paper copy just for the satisfaction of checking the boxes when something is accomplished.  

After giving the desk and room a look over to be sure everything is neat and in place you head for the front of the office.  Your watch clicks to 8:00 AM and the elevator dings.  Like an interminable coo-coo clock your boss comes through the door with a pleasant good morning though his forward pace never stops for the greeting.  

You click the door back shut and follow along behind him.  Back in his private office he hands you his suit jacket that you hang on the rack.  He takes his seat, a small sip of coffee, a sigh, and picks up today’s agenda.  While he gives it a thorough read through you stand beside him with the tablet in hand for instructions.  

“Not too much going on today outside the office.  That’s good.  No major messes to clean up or meetings.  Also good.  And just the two of us for lunch today?  Very good.”  He finishes off his thought with a wink in your direction.  

“Alright dear, unless anything of importance comes up, which I hope it doesn’t, I’ll see you at 11:45.”  He smiles and barely waits for your “yes sir” before picking up the first newspaper.  Nothing more is needed to be said for you to excuse yourself out to your own desk.  

Day after day for the past three years has been exactly this way.  Being the personal secretary for Lee Minwoo has been a blissful and stable life.  Most of the time it was almost too easy to help your very predictable boss.  The man loves order and simplicity and it shows in every aspect of his company.  

That is to say he likes those things in his work life.  Lee Minwoo outside of work is a very different person.  Once he was out of the office for the day his adventures were ever changing.  He loves to try all sorts of new things with his friends.  As his work secretary there is only one part of that Lee Minwoo that you ever really get to see and that is his love life.  Mainly meaning you.  

It’s no secret to even some people outside of the company that you are Lee Minwoo’s girl.  Not a girlfriend or arranged fiancé or anything of the sort, just his girl.  His favorite play thing when he could have any number of nice toys.  That is exactly how the two of you like your relationship to be.  

Your common day ends quickly with your phone alarm buzzing 4:55 PM.  You rise from your seat and head into Minwoo’s private office.  He doesn’t look up at you until you’re in your place beside him with the tablet.  He’s quick to tell you all the things that got done today, which of course is the whole checklist, and tell you what to put on the list for tomorrow.  

“I see here that we have some new interns coming tomorrow?”  He adds glancing through an open e-mail.  “Yes sir, four new ones.”  You answer.  “Good let’s go to meet them at 1:30 after we return from lunch with the accountant firm then.  Make sure you’ve got my favorite suit and red tie ready for me in the morning.  You know how I like to intimidate the new blood.”  He adds a devious chuckle.  

5:00 PM on the dot hits and he’s got his jacket on and out the door.  His office looks like he had never been there at all.  You make up and print out the checklist for tomorrow, send an e-mail to the downstairs main secretaries to inform them of the bosses meeting time with the interns, and make a phone call to Minwoo’s housemaid to pick up and prep the suit for tomorrow.  Another perfect day finished.  

The next day begins the same as all the others.  You work diligently at your desk until 11:45 when the two of you head out for the business lunch.  Normally a secretary wouldn’t dare eat with the important businessmen but Minwoo always insists you stay right beside him.  When he first started this habit the other men were appalled at you being there but over time they grew used to your practically non-existent presence.  

It was all boring business talk that you payed just enough attention to so you could keep mental notes for Minwoo later.  Beside that you simply tuned them out and politely ate your lunch in peace.  On the very rare occasion that Minwoo or one of the other men spoke directly to you it wasn’t hard to make pleasant small talk until they ignored you once again.  

The oldest generation of wealthy individuals could never get comfortable with the thought that you simply were just a secretary and not a love interest.  Many of them push the question at each meeting if the two of you were engaged yet to which you both always declined.  Anywhere that Minwoo was invited to he would bring you along when everyone else brought their dates or wives.  It made their heads spin with gossip and questions.  

Even today the old men around the table would continue to give furtive glances in your direction any time they thought you weren’t looking.  One of them even had the nerve to try and make you look like a fool by asking you a quite difficult political opinion when they thought you weren’t paying any attention.  All of them are greatly disappointed when you give a very fair and witty response.  

“Nice job in there as always my dear.  I do love the way we make their poor little heads spin.”  Minwoo purrs in your ear when you’re in the car on your way back to the office.  You give him a coy smile to let him know you enjoy it just as much as he does.  “Such a good pet I have.”  He hums and runs a light touch along your neck.  You figure he must be in a particularly good mood today to be giving you this kind of skinship before 5 o’clock.  Though he doesn’t push it much farther than that, only keeping a firm hand on your thigh for the rest of the car ride.  

Back inside the building he’s all conservative business again.  The desk secretary lets him know where the interns are before you both head that way.  He checks his suit and hair in the hallway mirror and steps into the waiting elevator.  The two of you step into the third floor office precisely at 1:30.  

Everyone in the office is already standing at attention and bows as soon as you enter.  Only moments after five people stand in front of you.  The four interns and their supervisor bow and greet Minwoo again.  “Thank you so much for taking the time to greet the new interns sir.”  The supervisor says.  

“No problem at all!  It’s important that they know who it is they’re working for.”  Minwoo sends them a charming smile that makes the exact effect he wanted. The two girls visibly swoon and the two men smile awkwardly in return.  “More importantly is you know miss Y/L/N my secretary, she’s what really keeps this company ticking.”  Minwoo turns and gestures to you.

The four bow and greet you individually.  One of them sticks out to you more than the others.  The way his hand trembles a bit when he bows to you and the way his large doe eyes can’t seem to stop staring leaves an impression of innocence.  It’s fairly distracting the way he keeps stealing glances at you while Minwoo continues to speak to them.  A few of them you’re pretty sure aren’t glances at your face.  Was it wrong to think it was cute?  

Minwoo finishes his rousing speech and you’re ready to leave.  “Oh sir, the office is holding a small party to welcome the interns tonight if you’d like to join us.  I’ll send Y/N an e-mail of the details.”  The supervisor informs you before you can leave.  “Very good, hopefully I’ll see you there then.”  Minwoo beams with that sinister grin.  You know exactly what he’s thinking.  

At 4:55 you’re by Minwoo’s desk with the tablet in hand.  “The party is at 8:30 dear so please be at my door around 7:45.  I’ll have Mrs. Chang bring down a new dress for you around 6.”  He finishes off what he needs for you to do and is out the door.  

Once Minwoo was sure that you would stay at the company as his secretary he had asked you to move into the same apartment building.  It made last minute work and your night flings a lot easier.  Simply saying it was more efficient and he loved that.  He lives in the top penthouse suite and you live two floors below.

You’re in front of Minwoo’s apartment door at 7:43.  He answers a moment after you ring the bell.  You knew he would be ready to go once you arrived.  “Hello dear, you look lovely as usual.”  He adds while looking you over.  

The dress he sent is a flowy pink cocktail with silver heels and a silvery satin shawl for your bare arms.  Your hair in a low chignon and shimmering pink eye make-up finish the look.  It is incredibly feminine just the way he likes you to be.  

Minwoo makes sure the passcode is set to lock the door and then you head for the lobby.  The driver is waiting in front of the building like usual and helps you to get in.  It takes around twenty minutes to get to the party venue and it’s spent in comfortable quiet.  The way Minwoo has a wide grin across his face and keeps a hand on your thigh is all you need to know how fun tonight is going to be.   

It’s not good for his image as the boss if he’s the first to arrive at the party.  Of course you arrive exactly 10 minutes after it starts.  A majority of the company workers are spread through the familiar room.  It’s a venue they often use for this sort of party.  

A large open room with wall to ceiling windows on one side overlooking the city.  In the center is a table of all kinds of finger foods.  Tall tables line the windows while short tables and sofas are mixed around the room.  The bar lines the right wall and a karaoke stage sits in the far corner.

As soon as the two of you enter the room quiets for a moment.  Minwoo leads you straight to the bar, everyone bowing in your direction as you pass.  The bartender pours the two glasses of wine Minwoo orders then passes them over the counter.  There’s an unspoken rule that no one starts a conversation with Minwoo before he’s gotten his glass.  

Once the two of you have your glasses in hand the usual party flow begins.  The upper management small talks with Minwoo, then the lower management.  Finally he’ll go to speak to certain workers who he has an interest with lately.  Someone who’s moving up or has done an excellent job of something.  

Tonight that group is the interns.  The four of them are chatting with some of the older interns when the two of you approach.  They all bow and greet the two of you equally.  “Good to see you all could make it.  I’d like to welcome you again to the company for the year.”  Minwoo starts with a genuine smile.

Their reactions are the same as they were this morning.  The two girls giving Minwoo heart eyes, the two boys standing proper, and the one wide eyed boy focusing more on you than his boss.  Maybe it’s the wine but you let yourself take a better look at him.  

He has such a young and pretty face that doesn’t exactly match the sharpness of his jaw line.  Matter of fact it doesn’t match the rest of his body much either.  Even through the button up shirt and slacks you can tell that he’s very well built.  

Minwoo also notices the boy’s physique.  “What’s your name son?”  The boys turns his attention to Minwoo for the first time with the question.  “Jeon Jungkook, sir.”  He speaks politely.  “Jungkook-ah, you’ve got quite a good body.  You must work out a lot or play a sport?”  

“Yes, Sir.  Mostly just going to the gym.”  Jungkook answers with his head lowered.  “That’s good to know.  I’m always looking for extra people on our sports teams.”  Minwoo looks thoroughly pleased.  New blood to help his teams win and playing with his workers gives him another place to show off.  

Jungkook agrees quickly to join any game they play.  Minwoo asks the older interns to take care of the new ones then the two of you move on.  The rest of the evening goes similarly.  At some point you step away from Minwoo to chat with some of the other secretaries.  It’s good you to keep in the loop about office gossip and projects.  

A few hours in and two glasses of wine later you’re about to ask Minwoo if he would like to head home.  That’s when the interns start causing a bit of a ruckus.  The new interns were playing rock paper scissors.  The loser, one of the girls, walked up onto the karaoke stage.  You had almost forgotten the company tradition of making the interns start the karaoke.   

That was usually Minwoo’s cue to leave.  The office workers started to really party and let loose once the singing started.  Minwoo is a great boss.  He knows how to socialize well with his workers and also knows when to give them space.  

A popular song starts on the machine and the girl starts to sing along.  You tune her out and walk over to Minwoo.  He doesn’t break his conversation when you arrive at his side.  There’s a slight nod and wink in your direction.  

That’s the cue you’ve been waiting for to send the pick up text to the driver.  As usual the driver say he’ll bring the car right around.  Out of the corner of his eye Minwoo catches the small nod you give in answer.  

In a natural manner Minwoo wraps up his conversation and gives his farewell.  The two of you step away and he hooks his arm in yours.  The gesture is innocent but it still surprises you.  You make barely two steps before you hear the opening to a familiar song beging on the karaoke machine.  

You’d know that song anywhere.  It’s one of you absolute favorites.  Out of curiosity you stop and turn back.  On that small stage of course is Jeon Jungkook.  In the past few hours he’s rolled the sleeves up and undone a few buttons of his dress shirt.  Just that extra bit of skin makes you see the boy a bit differently.  His sharp collarbones and veiny lines of his forearms aren’t what you were expecting from the nervous looking young man.

Then you’re completely shocked again by his voice.  His tone is so different from the original singer of this song but in a twisted way you almost prefer his.  He has a delicious soft tone to his voice that sinks into your skin.  

Here’s a boy who has been staring at you all day like God himself was in the room, singing your favorite song, and looking like absolute sin.  You don’t know how to act for a moment.  You’re enraptured by his crooning voice like he’s stopped time for everyone but himself.  

You really can’t figure it out and you look to his face for some sort of answer.  It’s not exactly an answer, more of a complication.  You look up away from his body to find him staring at you all the same.  Your eyes lock and he holds your gaze to continue his beautiful song.  

He’s nearly on the second chorus by the time Minwoo gives a light tug to your arm.  The time spell Jungkook had over the room is broken.  You look to Minwoo who’s giving you a knowing yet curious expression.  You clear your throat and bashfully let him continue walking you out of the venue and to the waiting car.

Loud cheers ring through the room when Jungkook finishes his song and heads back to the table of other interns.  He’s blushing at all the compliments and he politely declines the demands for an encore performance.  Instead he settles in and keeps sipping on beers and enjoying his new co-workers.  

Half an hour later the girls all go to the restroom leaving the guys at the table.  Jungkook clears his throat to get the attention of Namjoon the guy next to him.  He’s one of the older interns from earlier this year.   

“Hyung, can I ask you something?”  Jungkook is sheepish again.  Namjoon turns to him.  “Of course.  What’s up?”  He gives an easy smile that helps Jungkook relax.  “I’m just curious.  Does Secretary Y/L/N always go everywhere with CEO Lee?”  

Namjoon looks a bit confused by this question as it seems obvious.  “Well of course she does.  That’s her job.”  He answers.  That’s not really what Jungkook meant to ask.  He tries again to be a bit more specific.  

“Well yeah at work but like right now they aren’t working but she left with him?  Does she always come and go with him?”  He knows the exact question he wants to ask but he’s going the long way about it.  

Namjoon looks at him like he’s lost his marbles and nods slowly.  “Well yeah. This is a work function so technically it’s work?”  Jungkook had heard the Namjoon was considered a genius but right now he seems a bit dim.  Jungkook sighs internally then just goes out and asks what he wants to know.  

“So are they like, dating?  Do you know?”  He asks in as cool of a tone as he can manage.  Finally Namjoon gets what’s going on here.  “Oh… um not exactly dating.  No one is really sure what they are but just consider them both as taken.”  Namjoon watches Jungkook carefully.  

“What does that even mean?  Are they dating or not?”  Jungkook huffs a bit annoyed.  Namjoon smirks at the boys reaction.  “If you’re interested in Secretary Y/L/N get uninterested right now.  She won’t ever look at anyone but CEO Lee I can guarantee you that.”

That’s definitely not the answer Jungkook wanted to hear.  There’s also no way he’s just going to give up like this.  He’s not even really started.  Namjoon doesn’t like the defiant look in Jungkook’s eye.  “I’m serious man.  So many guys in this company have tried to get her but she just walks all over them and tosses them away like trash.  Don’t get your huge pride deflated by the ice queen.”  

Jungkook and Namjoon let the conversation drop after that but Jungkook thinks long and hard about it even after he’s back home.  There’s no way in hell he’s going to just give up.  He can’t do it.  Jeon Jungkook doesn’t back down on anything.  He just needs a really good plan to melt this “ice queen.”

-E.최 

I know I’ve said this before but the thought of the lost light’s medbay having an earth radio cracks me up because you know they’d all fight over it. Well they’d all fight over it until it’s lottie and aid Bc they’d probably be able to compromise until Aid had to leave. Still tho. Aid would love to sing to shitty pop music when he thought nobody was around.

Language Barrier

a/n: Originally based on conversations with @egggplannt and rekindled by her post.

This is also another reason why we should not be allowed to collab. 

If you have any questions about anything said by Arthur, you’d have to ask her because honestly, I have no idea. All of Arthur’s dialogues were provided by her :^)


Alfred squinted down at his map, with the paper all crumpled and folded from being shoved haphazardly into his raincoat pocket.

He had no idea where he would go next, but he supposed the people around him would judge him less if he looked like he did.

Oh, those beady British eyes. Unwanted attention seemed to follow him every wrong turn he took, to every pole he ran into while he was too busy deciphering the winding lines and tiny print of the map. England was a dangerous, hostile, and frankly judgemental place. Nothing like the comparatively warm and welcoming arms of the U.S.A he’d left behind.

“Oh jeez-”

The wind wasn’t a help. The howling horror left him with a daunting choice and It was either the map or the umbrella. He chose the umbrella. The decision tore his only piece of sanity amongst the confusion that was England from his hands and left it soaking in a puddle at his feet.

Alfred clutched his umbrella to his chest and accepted defeat.

The Formidable Country of England: 1, Foreigner: 0.

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Of course McMillan lost the vote by a lot, but he knew he had something special. He ran for mayor in 2013, this time spending someone else’s life savings on his own surprisingly competent hip-hop music video. The video opens with J-Mills watching the news, flabbergasted that the rent is still too damn high, goddamn it! It’s as if all of his efforts were for naught! He gets so pissed, he takes it to the streets, and to a punching bag, all while wearing various combinations of suits and ties.

After trying for the governorship again (and starring in his fair share of D-level commercials), McMillan supposedly quit politics and offered the party, trademarked slogan and all, for sale. Maybe the fame was getting to him, or maybe it was because shortly after he went viral it came out that, um … he hadn’t been actually paying rent for years. That would be like if the President went golfing his first month in office, after complaining that the previous President was golfing too much! Haha! See, ‘cause it would be ironic!

Speaking of, McMillan endorsed Donald Trump for President, because a man who would never give a dime to a homeless veteran outside his own hotel was apparently “the only one” supporting veterans.

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NSFW! We talked to Cameron Avery before his show at the Blue Shell in Cologne. You probably know that he plays a billion instruments and just released his solo debut Ripe Dreams, Pipe Dreams - but you never read anything about how very charming this guy is. From dating apps to outrageous comments, here’s what he had to say: 

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The album is all about love. Is it easier to write about love than something else?

What else is there, like political stuff? I think when I wrote the songs the world wasn’t quite as politically charged as it is now. It’s not easier, it’s just the way I felt about things at that time.

Since we’re talking about love, have you ever tried a dating app?

No! My friends have been trying to get me to do it but I’m kinda scared of the internet knowing too much about me - who I’m dating or matching with. It takes the romance out of it. You might just run into someone on the street or at a grocery store. That seems like a more romantic idea.

Who was your first celebrity crush as a child?

Oh! I think it was Audrey Hepburn. I was obsessed with watching her movies with my grandma. Or Jessica Rabbit, the cartoon.

In the Dance With Me video Alexa Chung plays a dead character.

Yeah. It’s like a symbol, the death of an opportunity. The dance scene is a dreamscape, my dream is to be with that person and she dies in the end and I wake up and the dream is over. Romance is dead.

I wondered if it was a nod to Nick Cave? The beautiful dead woman theme?

I wasn’t thinking about it at that time, but that’s a compliment, thank you!

You’re welcome! By the way, are you a good dancer?

I’m okay. I had to do dance lessons for the video and we rehearsed for two days, which was fun. Give me a few beers and I’m a pretty good dancer. I think so!

My Instagram research revealed some interesting comments on your shows. Here’s one: ‘I have to warn you, he might make your panties drop. I’m a straight male and I know I was looking for mine at the end of his set’

(Cam laughs)

There were lots of comments in that vein. Are you aware you have that effect on people?

Well sometimes people yell stuff out. You can’t really do anything about that (laughs again) - my shows are not safe for work!

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All photos of Cameron’s ‘resting bitch face’ (as he calls it) taken by The Woman Machine.

anonymous asked:

Any thoughts on Libra Slytherins? Also I'm an INTJ

I’m fairly certain this combination isn’t common in Slytherin house, maybe not rare, but certainly not common. Here are my thoughts on Libra Slytherin INTJ’s nonnie; 

  • These Slytherins have a much stronger sense of justice and fairness than the rest, they are also natural diplomats
  • But this doesn’t mean they can’t be sneaky and manipulative.
  • Libra’s are naturally manipulative and add that to the fact that they are discreet and naturally easy to talk to and you have a killer combo on your hands,
  • These Slytherins are generally:
    • Sauve,
    • Polished and poised,
    • Well read,
    • “Well bred” they are brought up to be quite knowledgeable, incredibly polite and gentlemanly/ladylike
  • They are ruled by a rational, logical mind with plenty of charm and intelligence,
  • These Slytherin’s are highly indecisive and and independent, they live in a constant state of contradictions that make no sense to an outsider yet they make perfect sense to themselves and other Slytherin Libra INTJ’s
  • They have fantastic taste and are generally really attractive
  • They have a natural thirst for knowledge and are highly driven, they have no margin for incompetency,
  • They are rather skeptical and not at all superstitious, they are ruled by logic and rules despite their fertile imaginative minds,
  • Very strategic, they can play anything like a Chess Master, 
  • They can be arrogant and judgemental, due to their intelligence and constant analytic minds,
  • But they are openminded, 
  • They believe that anything can be accomplished with the right strategy, hard work, enthusiasm, and if necessary, charm and diplomacy

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My Tall Boyfriend // Kim Yugyeom

Originally posted by choijaes

Pairing: Yugyeom x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Summary//Request: smalliemichelle99 said: Hi admin!! I love you scenarios, so can I request for a Yugyeom scenario where he introduce his girlfriend to the members and they tease him for the height difference cause she is so short?? THANKS IN ADVANCE ADMIN.


“Are you sure I look okay? I don’t look too stupid right? Are they all going to be there when we go in?” you asked Yugyeom nervously as you struggled to keep up with his pace while you were both en route to GOT7 dorms.

“Stop worrying jagiya, you never look stupid! You know that I think you always look cute” he cooed into your face as he tugged on your hand, pulling you closer into him. His loving affections were beautiful, but it didn’t stop the lump from forming in your throat.


You met Yugyeom around 8 months ago by chance in the convenience store that you worked part time in. He was buying ridiculous amounts of ice-cream and snacks, trying to juggle them all in his arms as he waddled towards you at the cash register. Of course, you knew who he was the moment you seen him – you would have been living under a rock if you didn’t, but you couldn’t believe that he was in your store. You played it cool, not acting like a typical fan girl as he set all of his things down on the counter for you to scan them. When you told him the total, you saw him rummaging around in his backpack and pockets, obviously looking for his wallet before donning a face that you seen very frequently. The look of “Oh shit, I forgot my wallet”.

“Uh…I’m really sorry but I forgot my wallet to pay for all of this. I’ll just go and put it back” he said, red faced and embarrassed as the people behind him in the queue began to get impatient. You sighed, feeling totally sorry for him and knowing that he was very obviously telling the truth.

“It’s okay, I can spot you this time. Just come by later and pay it, okay?” you smiled sweetly as you pulled out some money from your own purse which was under the counter. Yugyeom looked at you wide eyed, thankful but still mortified. When he returned a few hours later to pay you, the rest of GOT7 had persuaded him to ask you for your number – to which he bravely chanced his luck, and of course, you gave it to him willingly. Now, 8 months later, you were proud to call him your boyfriend; and today he wanted to finally introduce you to his older brothers. You were extremely apprehensive. Would they like you? Would they see you for who you are, rather than just another girl who was a fan?


You arrived at the dorms, going through the back entrance with Yugyeom. As he punched in the security code to open the door, you heart started thumping so loudly that you were sure the whole world could hear it. Before opening the door, Yugyeom turned round to you, towering over your frame before pulling you in close and hugging you tightly.

“Don’t worry (Y/N), I promise you that everything will be fine. They will love you, okay?” he whispered as he placed a small, chaste kiss on top of your forehead, making you smile a little before looking up at him and blinking cutely, giving him a pout that you knew he never could resist. He ruffled your hair a little, before opening the door and stepping in before you, pulling you behind him and closing the door behind the both of you.

“We’re here!” Yugyeom called out as both of you took your shoes off and placed them on the rack. You wanted to keep your eyes on the floor as you heard footsteps coming towards the two of you.

“The maknae is back!” Jackson shouted as he ran up and gave Yugyeom a massive bear-like hug, not even noticing you as you stood back and let them have their moment together.

“So? Where is she man? Didn’t you say you were bringing her back with you?” Jackson questioned Yugyeom as he pulled away from the hug. Yugyeom turned around and looked down at you, motioning for you to come forward.

“She’s here! Jackson this is (Y/N), (Y/N) meet Jackson~” Yugyeom said, his voice sounding a little nervous now that he was actually introducing you. Jackson looked behind him, before looking down at your face and widening his eyes as he looked at both of you standing together.

“Is that Yugyeom with his girl?” you heard a voice call out from the kitchen, before watching  the rest of the boys walking in one after the other, seeing you, Yugyeom and Jackson standing and staring at each other. For a brief moment, everyone stood staring at the both of you, one very obvious thing on everyone’s minds.

“It’s nice to meet you (Y/N), I’m Jaebum” Jaebum spoke first, stepping forward and nearly bending down to shake your hand. You smiled and shook his hand back politely, trying to not move any further away from Yugyeom as the rest of the boys introduced themselves to you and shook your hand.

“It’s great to finally meet Gyeomies girl! Aigooooo, look at you both. But isn’t it awkward?” BamBam asked innocently, the rest of the boys snapping their heads around at his backhanded remark as you stood there, feeling completely confused.

“What do you mean?” Yugyeom asked, a little defensive and feeling much like you. Jackson and Youngjae giggled a little before Jinyoung stepped closer to him, patting him and you on the head and moving back, keeping his hands at the same height away from your heads.

“I think what BamBam meant was…she’s so small compared to you! We didn’t know that short girls were your type, she’s so cute!” Jinyoung giggled along with Jackson and Youngjae – Mark looking at your reaction as you went completely red in the face and wanted the world to swallow you up. It was true, you looked like a child compared to Yugyeom as he was a complete foot taller than you. But you never really thought about it until now.

“Hey guys, don’t be so mean! Yeah, she’s short but Yugyeom is also freakishly tall for his age.” Mark tried to take the attention off you a little, making you look up at Yugyeom as he took you hand in his, smiling sheepishly.

“No, no, no! Don’t get me wrong at all! It’s not a bad thing; you’re both unbelievably cute together! It’s just so adorable seeing our giant maknae beside you! Please don’t take offence…you don’t feel bad, right? I didn’t mean to…” Jackson began apologising in fear of upsetting both you and Yugyeom, coming closer and leaning down, placing his hand on the side of your arm.

“Don’t worry! It must seem strange…I am really tiny after all. But actually, once you get to know me I’m super loud and energetic, so I guess it makes up for my lack of…tall-ness?” you said, not intending for it to sound as funny as it came out as all 7 boys roared with laughter, making you laugh in turn as Yugyeom pulled you closer in to him, his ears turning pink at the tips from this hyung’s comments about how cute you both looked together.

“Alright, alright! Let’s welcome (Y/N) to the family, GOT7 style! (Y/N), we’ve prepared some snacks and some movies – and since you’re our guest, you can have the honour of choosing! We’re all so glad to meet the girl that’s been making our maknae so happy…along with missing some practices but…I can see why he’s been missing them now” Jaebum motioned everyone towards the living room, giving Yugyeom a sly smile as he walked past. You thanked him politely, not quite sure how to reply to his statement as you joined the rest of the boys in the room, before sitting down in between your boyfriend’s long legs with your back pressed against his chest, to watch a movie with your new ‘family’ – and you couldn’t have been more happy in this moment than you had been in your entire life.

I don’t want to dump on somebody else’s post, but I’ve just got to say something.

I’m really getting annoyed at Tumblr’s bizarre insistence that old people have money.  In my state, 24.3% of people over the age of 60 are facing the threat of hunger.  That’s 1 in 4.  Statistically, in my state, If you have 4 living grandparents, one of them probably doesn’t know where their next meal is coming from.

Stopping acting like “Old people have money.”

thebibliosphere  asked:

Your children are weird, please come and get them out of my inbox.

I don’t have any children! I am almost positive that they’re not mine! Merely the ones who perpetually dog my heels and whom I’d rather be rid of. All I can say is that the only reason I know about you at all is because of my gentle readers.

If you are receiving hateful anons who are spiting you because of my presence on your blog, I beg your patience and forgiveness and do attest that none of them are mine. I insist on decorum. My readers are usually quite polite.

I am sorry.

joannalannister  asked:

TELL ME YOUR HEADCANONS ABOUT LANNISTER ART PATRONAGE

Okay I had started to write this earlier today but then I realized I was nearly doing a complete writeup of this class on the history of art patronage in Italy in the 15th and 16th century that I took for my bachelor’s, and while I personally think it’s a fun subject it *can* get a little meandering so… this is the short version (which is telling, lol).

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And We Move As One

AN ~ I have quite a few ideas for scenes, not necessarily mutually exclusive, of Jemma & Daisy in the Framework. I plan to keep them all in one place since they’re spec, so they’ll be here.

Title from Yorktown (The World Turned Upside Down) from Hamilton

It’s the two of them against the dystopian Framework, and with every card they turn over, it seems another one of their former friends is against them. When Framework!Fitz breaks Daisy’s heart, it’s up to Jemma to assure her it’s them against the world. (Literally.)

Rshps: platonic Skimmons, platonic FitzDaisy (& some romantic FitzSimmons)

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And We Move As One

Since the Framework versions of themselves have no reason to know each other, and Jemma – being allegedly dead – has no living space of her own, and Daisy’s apartment is also home to a nightmare, they end up booking a hotel room. It’s one of the skeezier ones, since Jemma – being allegedly dead – has no ID, but it has wifi and a wall against which they can set up a pin-up board like the paranormal investigators they basically are. The board tracks Daisy, Ward, Coulson, and now Fitz. Unlike Coulson, a humble and somewhat average teacher, Fitz is a big name. In fact, the information on him is so vast they couldn’t fit it in this hotel, let alone this room, let alone this space on the board. Holed up in here for the afternoon, they try to narrow it down.

“So, what is he, some…Tony Stark character?” Jemma speculates, pacing the hotel room carpet. She passes a pen from one hand to the other as her mind struggles to wrap its way around this world; a world in which she has known Fitz for ten years, and he has never known her at all. A world in which he goes to the opera and wears suits that cost more than cars, and drives cars that cost more than their apartment. Who knows what a Fitz raised like that would have, would think, would know?

“Genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist?” Daisy smirks at the image. “I can’t imagine Fitz as a playboy. He seems like a one and done kinda guy.”

“Ours might be,” Jemma points out, “but several million dollars goes pretty far in the dating department.”

“I hear that,” Daisy concedes, but it’s still strange to scroll through all these pictures of Fitz out and about – oftentimes with women, though the nature of the relationship is usually ambiguous - doing activities one could only describe as schmoozing. He’s got a lofty air about him, and definitely money to spare. He’s arrogant, but in an attractive way; a way that makes you think that maybe you could be that one person he pays real attention. He’s not quite kind - polite, but aloof. It’s a strange balance between on the one hand, exactly how one might imagine the stubborn, arrogant side of Fitz would show up if polished with a ridiculous amount of money, and on the other, something Daisy never imagined Fitz could be.

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