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Imagine the kids who’s only source of social interaction or even reaching out for help is social media, y'know?

Now imagine them killing theirselves because they can’t ask their abusive parents to spend 10 extra dollars on Social Media packs, and in addition to their current rural internet provider, can’t use any form of online socialization.

I’m one of those kids, and I’d be dead if I didn’t have social media outlets (literally my first irl friend got addicted to crack, yet my first online friend got me in therapy)

I’m just saying that it’s kinda messed up that people with billions are just sitting in their chairs fighting so hard to make just a little more, meanwhile poor people’s work lives and social lives are gonna be ruined even further than they have been in the process.

  • Aaron and Katelyn have twins because genetics
  • Their twins are girls and Andrew and Neil aren’t exactly a big part of their lives
  • They live in a different area and Katelyn’s still kind of wary of Andrew and Neil both
  • But they do see each other when they get together with Nicky for holidays and stuff and it’s usually the only chance Nicky has to see both sets of twins
  • You would think Nicky who is so excited and ready to bribe the youngest twins with candy would outshine Andrew
  • Except Andrew looks exactly like their dad and they keep not remembering Nicky and Erik and Andrew and Neil by the time they see them again until they get old enough to remember a year later
  • Andrew pretends he doesn’t find them interesting at all
  • And it’s kind of painful for Andrew and Aaron both watching these twins because they didn’t even know they had a twin at this age and they will never have what these twins have
  • And so Andrew likes to avoid the scenario and Aaron likes to avoid Andrew around them
  • But then one time when Aaron and Katelyn’s twins are like five, everybody’s at Nicky and Erik’s house
  • And Andrew naturally reaches his socialization limit and goes to go get some ice cream if he has to keep being around this many people
  • And he doesn’t realize until he’s halfway to the kitchen that one of the twins is following him
  • Andrew hasn’t been alone with them before because Aaron and Katelyn are very careful to always have at least one of them there with Andrew or Neil
  • And listen up, little kids love holding hands with adults

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little tattoos

hello! this is my first REAL fic for reddie

i dunno how well this will do BUT 

please give me feedback! i really appreciate it

btw they’re sophomores in HS bc i enjoy the thought of the losers in HS

also: IT doesn’t exist in this fic woo

happiness for everyone

summary: a soulmate au where everyone has a tattoo exactly like their soulmate

pairing: eddie and richie

words: 710



Soulmates exist. Every baby is born with a small tattoo on their body, while another baby is born with the same one in the same place. That’s how you find your soulmate; your tattoo. Everybody has one.

Well, almost everybody.

Eddie Kaspbrak had no tattoo, no soulmate. He scoured every inch of his little body, just to come up short. It was common for people to talk about their ink, so when people found out he didn’t have one they treated him like a freak. Henry Bowers was the first to start it. Eddie had been shoved inside of a locker, the word ‘freak’ sprawled across his forehead in permanent marker. Stan discovered him after he heard banging in the locker room after his baseball practice.


Stan opened the locker, the small boy falling out and onto the ground. Eddie was hyperventilating, rapidly searching for his inhaler he kept in his bookbag. He had thrown away his fanny pack months ago (one less thing for Bowers to bully him about) and just kept a spare inhaler for when he needed it. But he couldn’t find it.

The small pocket he usually kept it in was empty, just containing candy wrappers that Richie had shoved in there when Eddie wasn’t looking instead of throwing them away. He started to panic, his breathing getting shallower with every passing second.

That’s when Richie ran into the room, Bill close behind him. “Eds!” He said worriedly, immediately getting down on the ground with him so he could see what was wrong. It hit Richie that he needed his inhaler, no matter how bullshit his asthma was. He grabbed his backpack, unzipped it, and shook the contents out and onto the floor. A light blue inhaler sat atop the pile of papers. Richie grabbed it, shoving it into Eddie’s mouth a little too forcefully.

Eddie shakily pressed down on the inhaler. It took a couple puffs for his breath to dwindle back to a semi-normal pace.

“W-Why did you have an inhaler?” Eddie asked, still shaking slightly from the adrenaline and fear.

Richie smiled. “I knew you’d need it when I took your breath away, Eds!”


Eddie got on his tippy-toes, reaching his Social Studies textbook that he placed on the top shelf of his locker that was just a bit too tall for him to reach.

“Hey, Eds!” Richie said loudly, walking up to the smaller boy.

“Don’t call me that, Richie. I’ve told you a million times.”

“You love it, Eds!”

Eddie rolled his eyes, closing his locker. He started to walk towards his first class, which just so happened to be with Bill and Stan. Richie threw his arm around Eddie, talking his mouth off but Eddie wasn’t paying attention. He was trying to hide the blush that invaded his face. Eddie knew he wasn’t straight, especially when his stomach twisted into nervousness and his heart started to race when he was around Richie. But that wasn’t allowed. Richie wasn’t Eddie’s soulmate. He never would be.

Richie had a small balloon on the pointer finger knuckle on his right hand. It was visible when he used that finger to push his glasses farther up on his nose. Richie Tozier had a soulmate, and it wasn’t Eddie.

Richie headed to his English class down the hall, but not without getting in a last “see ya later, Eds!”

Eddie sat down at their table of three, Bill and Stan taking the other two seats next to each other. They were soulmates. The boys found out when they were 13, both of them having a tulip on their inner left elbow. Even Bill’s little brother Georgie found his soulmate; a girl in his 3rd-grade class with the same paper boat on her right knee.

“D-Do you wanna hang out with us a-after school?” Bill asked, rubbing his thumb on the back of Stan’s hand, shooting him a small, quick smile.

Eddie nodded. “I’m down as long as we watch something other than rom-com’s this time.”

Stan chuckled lightly, agreeing to Eddie’s request. “You’re the only one that can come. Even Richie is busy doing God knows what.”

Richie. Richie, Richie, Richie. Even his name made Eddie’s chest tighten.

He had it bad, really bad.


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Do not mess with Terran kids

 Okay so i’m  not a writer but i had this dream yesterday, that i can`t get out of my mind, and i thought i mind as well share it.


So it started with a group of alien scientists kidnapping 20 kids kids from earth for an experiment, the oldest child was 16 and the youngest was 4.

The aliens stuck them on this planet called Cycloptia–for some random reason.

Anyway Cycloptia was a little bigger than earths moon and had  three moons  and three seasons spring,summer and fall.

The landscape consisted of a lot of fields,hills, and a couple mountains, also a shit ton of ponds, lakes and streams though rivers were rarer. Also everything except the plants were pastel colored. 

Cycloptia actually had humanoid people living there, the adulds  were around 6`8 on average and had one eye, they had similar vocal cords as humans but had never developed a spoken language, instead they developed telepathic abilities and communicated mostly with feelings and thoughts. despite being completely  physically evolved, they lacked any kind of social structures and after reaching adulthood they wandered around alone, they survived solely by eating easily picked plants and dead animals, they had no concept of hunting,farming,building or well anything, at all.

Back to the children.

After a couple hours of panicking, Nebula, a 10 year old Australian girl, was the first to find her cool,and quickly put her Lyanna Mormont level badassness to use.

Luckily the aliens had gathered a fairly diverse group of kids together–who all spoke English,because of course they did

A daughter of a teacher and a policeman from Greenland, a son of a politician from New York, a pair of Swedish twins  whose parents were collage professors  in history, a teen from Nigeria whose mother was a therapist and Nebula herself who came from a large tight knit family filled with scientists, doctors,astronauts   and lawyers and a couple of astronomers.


The kids using random facts from their parents large field of jobs, stuff they saw from Tv and just otherwise random things they read that seemed smart,and started to formulate a plan for survival.

And surprisingly  they didn’t all die,it actually worked fairly well, withing a month they had built a couple of shelters, had a small list of things they knew to be edible and were building tools, one kid had pitched the idea of persistence hunting– its a hunting technique in which hunters, who may be slower than their prey over short distances, use a combination of running, walking and tracking to pursue prey until its exhausted– and effectively solved the issue of how to get food while exploring the planet.

Three moths in, they had a miniature village, all the children had clear jobs to keep them all alive,–hunting,farming,gathering,building etc- and some of the kids had started making random animals into pets, the kids that came from farms, found local animals that reminded them of  livestock and started domesticating them and started planting crops, meanwhile the Alien scientists were starting to worry–the children colonizing Cycloptia hadn't been in the realm of possibilities.


Five moths in, a child Cycloptian got lost and was then effectively adopted to the group of Terran kids, the Alien scientist had a collective freak out as the kids taught the Cycloptian how to –among other things- speak and write English,the basics of earth culture and how to preform a certain job–building.

A year in, the village had transformed into a large town, as more and more Cycloptians got `adopted` by the Terran kids.

The alien scientists   were freaking the fuck out, because the experiment had gotten waaay out of hand, the kids had effectively created a government and they were surely going to start to consider space travel next–in the eyes of the aliens humans developed space travel ridiculously fast, and they assumed that the Terran kid would be ladidadi-ing around space within 5 years.

Aaand that's  when i woke up. XD

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Social Media Responds to Trump's Claim That Female Staff Should ‘Dress Like Women’
In response to a report that President Donald Trump likes his female employees to “dress like women,” the Internet is responding in kind by showing the politician just what women actually do wear to work.

Taking to social media, users shared that Trump’s perception of workwear — the dresses-and-skirts only policy that female Trump employees told veteran political reporter Mike Allen that they felt pressured to wear while working for Trump on the campaign trail — is far from the reality.

The collective social media clapback has reached a fever pitch with the hashtag #DressLikeAWoman to provide some visual aids to the new president as to what this term really means to so many women.

[Also trending: #DressLikeAWomen] 


‘Claws’ Renewed For Season 2 By TNT

Five episodes in, Claws has become the highest-rated TNT series launched since the cable network’s programming shift last year under the new regime. It also is the youngest skewing TNT drama series. Ranking as cable’s #4 new drama with adults 18-49 for 2017-to-date and #4 cable drama in social engagement, Claws is reaching a multiplatform audience of 6.3 million viewers per episode across TNT’s linear, digital, mobile and on-demand platforms and averaging 1.1 million adults 18-49 in linear Live + 7.

The dramedy also has grown +27% in the demo since the premiere, with its fourth episode hitting Live+same day and Live+3 highs.

The numbers speak for themselves 

Harry Styles leaps 20-2 on Billboard’s Social 50 chart dated Nov. 25, his highest rank yet, following the release of his latest music video.

The Social 50 is powered by data tracked by music analytics company Next Big Sound and ranks the most popular artists on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, YouTube, Wikipedia and Tumblr. The chart’s methodology blends weekly additions of friends/fans/followers along with artist page views and engagement. 

Styles, who previously charted at No. 3 for two weeks earlier this year (charts dated April 22 and 29), scored a 107 percent gain in all chart metrics, including a 162 percent boost in Twitter reactions, according to Next Big Sound. He landed 460,000 reactions in all, adding to the 11.3 million he snagged on Instagram and the 532,000 on YouTube around the release of ‘Kiwi.’ The clip is the third music video and single from the One Direction member’s self-titled debut solo album that crowned the Billboard 200 earlier this year (No. 1, June 3-dated chart; with 230,000 equivalent album units earned in its first week according to Nielsen Music).
BEING A GENTLEMAN IS A CHOICE

Being a gentleman isn’t a pompous attitude or expensive clothes. Nor is it suave talk and standing tall. It’s the best mix of your character, treating others well, and presenting yourself as a man others want to follow. This is the essence of how to be a gentleman.


Chivalry isn’t dead

It may seem like it, so you’ll need to revive it.
This not only applies to the lady in your life, but other people you meet as well. Going out of your way to treat people well is important. Carrying yourself in an accommodating a “serving” way is rare, valuable, and will make you stand out.
Here’s what you can do: Open the door for people. Holding the door open for an old lady or a young man still makes you stand out as a gentleman. Go out of your way to be considerate of people.

Talk gooder

Being a gentleman is more than cleaning up the cursing, but sounding intelligent without coming off as arrogant. We each have our own unique style and personal vernacular. But improving and expanding your vocabulary will make you into a better communicator. The ability to paint elaborate pictures in your acquaintance’s minds is a sought after trait.
Find what you’re willing to die for
Don’t go through life living only for today or tomorrow. Find an aim bigger than money. Seek out a purpose, and run hard after it. I find that people that I respect as gentlemen have something to live for.

Improve your recognition of social cues

Whether or not you’re a social butterfly doesn’t mean you can’t improve. People that are extremely introverted sometimes need to take pause and read social cues. Am I stepping on anyones toes or making people feel left out? Do I move from one person/group to another so fast people think my substance is paper thin?
If you’re of the more chill temperament, it doesn’t mean you can’t grow. My name, Todd, in Middle English (spoken about 1,000 years ago) means “the watcher”, “watchful one”, or the “fox”. I actually consider myself by nature a more reserved person. But by observing other’s social cues, I’ve been able to pick up on how to interact with a wide array of people. Most people upon first meeting me would think I’m pretty extroverted, whereas I’m pretty introverted to the core.
People who are awkward or come off as rude have one core problem in my mind. And it’s not that they aren’t able to be cool people. It’s that they think of themselves and are absorbed in their own world so much they don’t listen and pay attention to people’s words and body language. Learning what people mean by more than what they say will help you go further in your friendships and professionally.


Be Quick to Forgive

A man who is slow to forgive is…well, less of a man. Be quick to show mercy. Give people grace for mistakes. Be understanding. Show compassion. Don’t have a heavy hand with your kids or other family members.

Say “No” more

People respect someone who knows what they want—and what they don’t. Saying “no” makes your “yes” mean so much more.
If you haven’t learned to say “No”, you might be living as a Yes Man. Who wants to be that guy? Especially when you are so overcommitting yourself you’re known as a flake. If you find yourself saying “yes” to overextending yourself, it’s time to summon the will to say “no”.

Saying “Yes” more

If you’re afraid of commitment, it’s time to take the dive and start giving more of yourself to people. Whether that’s saying “yes” to helping a friend move, just getting out more, spending more time with friends, or gaining different experiences, it might be time to step out into the wild a little more.

Say “Hello” more

We admire people who exude confidence and aren’t afraid to reach out and connect with people. Saying “hello” to a stranger you rub shoulders with on the train, in an office, or at the grocery store is a great way to increase your social skills—and meet new people.
Have you ever wanted to introduce yourself to a cute girl in the most random of places? If you’re not in the rhythm of shooting from the hip and building rapport with random strangers, it’s gonna be hard to summon that off-the-cuff confidence to get talkative with a hot stranger.
Practice saying “hello” and showing yourself friendly. You’ll be surprised by some of the cool people you’ll meet along the way.

Travel more and expand your experiences

Expanding your experiences and where you’ve been gives you great stories as you grow being a gentleman. Growing more cultured widens you’re understanding of the world–and others–and helps you to be less assuming or quick to judge.
And it’s always nice to tell people about that one time you jumped off a moving train in India.


Speak Well of Others

When learning how to be a gentleman, it’s less about “me” or “I”. It’s about others. Them. Carrying yourself in a way that esteems others will earn you esteem.
Want to stand out? Speak well of others in their presence, and away from them as well. People will take note. The man who can give specific and exacting praise is worthy of receiving it himself.
Talk about their interests, not yours

Again, learning how to be a gentleman is about others. Growing your listening skills is paramount to being regarded as a gentleman. But learning to ask great questions that draw a person out of their shell is important as well.

Tell stories with a point

Everyone loves a good story teller. And just because I suggest you guide conversation by asking people about them, rather than talking about you, doesn’t mean you should be a hard nut to crack.
People love good stories that share some adventure, and insight about who you are. Know what stories about yourself people are most interested in. When telling a story, remember that you’re not telling your life story. Share stories that have a point and an end.
Have you ever felt trapped in a conversation with someone telling a story that really wasn’t a story? They weren’t actually even talking with you, they were talking at you? That’s a person telling a story with no point or purpose. I’m guilty of this. And I sometimes wonder if we do it for our own catharsis–to process aloud with someone in the hopes of “feeling better”. It’s cool to do that with your therapist or close friend, but don’t use the random stranger at a party to have a cathartic moment. Be a gentleman!


Stand up straight

Now onto how to be a gentleman in how you carry yourself. No man wants to be regarded as a slouch. Standing up firm and strong isn’t just good for your health, but good for your confidence. There really is a physical/mental connection with posture. And people can see it. A person cowering or hunched is viewed as weak. A man who stands tall is regarded as having confidence.
Pay attention to your posture, and stand up straight.


Wash your clothes

Back in poor days of living in a dorm, I ran across an expert in the laundry room who had sage wisdom for me. He let me in on how to cut my laundry coin usage in half:
“You don’t need to wash your clothes, just put them in the dryer with a dryer sheet. I mean, when I take them out they smell just as clean as when I wash them as when I don’t.”
And I don’t remember who that charming young lad was. Nor do I remember anyone thinking he was the sharpest dressing gentleman out there either.
Gross. Wash your clothes. Clean stains–including the collar of your neck. And iron those shirts man! Be a gentleman!


Get a grown-up email address

Wildstallion1999@hotmail.com isn’t the way to present yourself when applying for a job. It’s also not the most savvy way to interact with new friends.  Being sharp and looking on your game sometimes takes putting away some childish things. Go ahead and keep your fave teenage email address, but for those people you’re aiming to be a gentleman around, keep it classy.


Make a man out of your online social imprint

A man’s online social profile reaches far and wide. When potential employers want to know more about you, do not doubt that it’s likely they’ll look you up on your favorite social network. Having a goofy profile picture with your family is great. But looking like a drunken sailor or a Jersey-licious club rat won’t score you extra points with the classy young lady you want to pursue, or those that you want to recognize you as being a gentleman.


Give your word and keep it

Being a gentleman requires your yes meaning yes, and your no being no. When you tell someone you’re going to do something–do it. Even when it costs you.
Improve your penmanship

I’m an absolute hypocrite on this point. My handwriting has not changed since 6th grade. Considering I barely handwrite anymore, considering all the tech we use, my scribbles are probably in severe decline. It is so bad more than once I’ve asked an assistant to handwrite a post-it note to the president of my organization so I wouldn’t have to hand him something illegible.
Thinking about it still makes me smirk today but probably isn’t the most gentlemanly practice.


Mind Your Manners

I’m not the most savvy when it comes to perfect etiquette. What side of your plate does the big fork go on? How do I tie a cummerbund? How do you impress really old rich people??
What I do try to pay attention to is being accommodating. If you’re with people you’re familiar with, be warm to the new persons and make them feel included. Are you around a new group of people? Don’t pull out your latest gag routine. Keep things simple until you’ve figured out the the personalized subculture of the group you are hanging with. Find out what’s important to them, what behavior is appropriate to the situation, and present yourself in the best light.
I hope it’d be needless to say, but belching in front of ladies you want to show respect rarely garners you some.
Using words like “Excuse me” and “Thank you” go a long way. Ask before taking. And instead of ordering someone to do something, ask them if they’ll do you a favor.
On a note that I’m sure any restaurant servers out there will appreciate, showing kindness to those in any service industry will distinguish you. But don’t do it to be distinguished. Show kindness and patience to those making your coffee, serving your food, installing your cable, or fixing your car.


Nix the my way or the highway attitude

People who are adamant and demanding they get their way almost always sound like alpha-douches. Or large babies. Instead of being pushy and consistently trying to get what you want, concede to what others want.
Nothing spoils chilling with a group of people more than the whiner who’s only going to be happy if the crowd does what they want. If that’s ever been you, take note. I guarantee people remember that moment you had to have your way.


Mind the details

It’s easy for any of us to be forgetful. And it’s easy to forgive ourselves when we are. When others are forgetful? We’re not so merciful. Show others you care by remembering not only the big things–but the little things. Doing this at your workplace as well will only help your touted reputation as knowing how to be a gentleman.


Give gifts

If you’re chief love language isn’t giving of gifts and connecting with people through acts of service, it will take repeated mental note-taking to give more effort in this area.
But few things shout “gentleman” more than a thoughtful note or gift to a lady love or friend. Whether it’s a special occasion or they need a pick-me-up. Don’t neglect to think about your bros too. If a buddy is down, make sure to be there to cheer them up. You can get them some gentleman gifts as well.


Being a Gentleman

This is only the beginning on our path to being a gentleman.
Improving yourself doesn’t happen overnight. As we’re already a couple of months into 2017, have you probably decided on any areas you want to focus and improve on this year?
It’s a great aim to look better, talk well, and dress sharper. But making yourself into a better man is more than just improving the physical details. It’s about cultivating your core. Find what you’re passionate about, and run after it. Find who you want to become, and chase it. Find out where in your character you’re deficient, and work on it. Let’s face our fears and grow into better men this year. Not everyone can be a hero, but everyone can be a gentleman. It’s a choice.

The Pearl’s Secret Rap Career Panel is a THING guys, and it’s happening at MomoCon 2017! Featuring yours truly, Deedee Magno Hall (voice of Pearl), Zach Callison (voice of Steven), and Duane Munn (head of CN social media). We have reached peak meme. I will be sure to share a livestream when the time comes if it is available!!!! Thank you guys!!

This is basically my declaration of love for Sterek, the best ever OTP, and for the amazingly talented Sterek fandom which has given me so much joy and happiness throughout the years. Here’s hoping the years post-canon will be even better and brighter. #eternalsterek

Big thanks to @halekingsourwolf for the beta! (Also on AO3 here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/12178566 )


For Sterek

You meet for the first time on private property – 147 pounds of pale skin, fragile bones and sarcasm, and a majestic wolf with bunny teeth in a too big leather jacket.

Derek Hale: you’re the king on Stiles’ chessboard, his anchor, the prettiest alpha with the flower crown and Stiles your flower queen. You’re the alpha of Stiles’ heart.

Stiles Stilinski: you’re Derek’s anchor, his second in command, the emissary in training, the most loyal member of his pack. You’re Derek’s mate.

Mieczysław and cousin Miguel. You meet each other in a thousand different ways, in a thousand lifetimes. You impress each other with your Polish roots and fluent Spanish skills. Together you suffer through endless family dinners and visits to Grandma’s only to be interrogated about your intentions. You’ll have your informal occasions, too: relaxed get togethers and movie nights and bbqs in the backyard, letting the pack and your respective families mingle. You’re no strangers to loss but the tragedies of the past make you appreciate your self-made families all the more.

Perhaps you’re orphans and make your own families. Or you meet as kids and become instantly inseparable. Or you meet in school but have a hard time fighting through your different social cliques to reach out and make your special brand of jock and nerd work, connecting through mutual love for pop culture or music or literature. University fraternities may try but they can’t keep you apart forever.

Sometimes you meet later in life, when you already have kids, but all that friendly neighbourhood DILF will charm your pants off. Often enough you get to have your kids together, carry your own pups and join your beautiful everything (Herald being the infamous exception, of course).

You communicate via notebooks full of scribbles in sparkly pens, you text and sext and skype and type and call using few words or none. The anonymous postcards are instantly recognizable and always welcome. And when you’re not using words, you know to interpret each other’s eyebrows and the eyerolls. Your love translates without sound or sight, with a simple sign or touch.

You’re studying for your exams, learning anatomy bone by bone while lying in bed. You connect the multitude of moles, admire all those brilliant tattoos covering each other’s bodies, magical and ordinary alike. You make having gray hairs okay because getting them means growing old together.

But first you’re still young and you meet in the forest, lay on a rock and share a smoke. It’s a club –  it’s always a club – dark, loud and full of people invading your space. You leave the wolfsbane laced drink and craft beer behind and move to the dancefloor where your sweaty bodies gyrate together, following the beat of the music while you learn each others’ curves and angles by heart. Later you’re in no hurry, you’re vegging indoors, tangled on the sheets, kissing and watching the smoke twist and curl up, up, and up in lazy patterns. Taking turns shotgunning your spirits and dreams from lips to lips. You lose your virginities together… maybe you lose it to save your life, to avoid becoming the next sacrifice, but it always, always means something. Because you’re soulmates, your innermost thoughts and desires appearing on your skin, helping you to find your missing piece, connecting you two old souls time and again.

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I’m in love with the innocent kids –


how they never wonder if anyone is hanging out
without them
or flinch when someone touches
their arms – their families stayed together
in a world where love makes out of you
a deer in the headlights


how they remember their fifteenth birthdays
with candles lit on top of a Jonas brothers cake
(I vomited all the way home, tripping
on the pavement
carried by a boy I worshipped
and the girl he swore he loved )


these bat kids in small town high school jungles
don’t feel dirty when they think
about the past,
addictions never call them like a beacon
in a stormy ocean, it’s all fun

for the I-don’t-use-tumblr kids and their Disney channel faces
who don’t want to live in castles but in tents,
where my rosary of social media apps
cannot reach them –


forever live the teenage saints,
patrons of the naivety of youth,
their facebook albums of outdated photos
become my holy book at night
as 23 eternities of being lonesome  
drag my heart around for hours –  


I am so aware of my aging flaws
I wish I could bleach myself on the inside  –
to hell with Jordan, let me drown
in Lethe –


may oblivion turn
‘them’ into ‘us’ .

—  the innocent kids, toni pashova

anonymous asked:

Hi, I’m in the middle of reading Jane Eyre and was wondering what your thoughts are... Jane seems to be simultaneously very passionate & independent, yet also subservient and satisfied with being ordered around & controlled by Mr. Rochester (also calling him sir and my master and such). What do you make of that? I’d love any other insights on the book as well! Thanks so much:)

Hi !

I’m of the opinion that you should read the book up until the end before you judge the dynamics at hand—there is in Jane Eyre a striking evolution in Jane herself, and in her rapport with Rochester. What I find exquisite (though unrelatable on my part) about Jane is exactly that she manages to keep her independence and fierceness of spirit alive and showing, while simultaneously respecting conventions, boundaries, the hierarchy of the world in which she lives, and acknowledging her respect—admiration—helpfulness and commiseration towards those she loves best.

She is polite. She is hardworking. She is reserved. She acts with restraint. She is passionately affectionate. And yet that never means she is weak, or never means that she is submissive. She remains willing to compromise and does not consider her devotedness to her loved ones as weakness or tameness. When Rochester betrays her system of values, and despite her strong feelings and her fear for his own well-being, she leaves without turning back. Her passion is most vibrant in the extremeness of her choices—at its clearest when breaking toxic ties, and saying “no” loud and clear—to Rochester, to St. John, to her aunt.

Rochester orders her around only within the confines of her being his employee—serving a drink, replying to his questions, coming down to the party as Adele’s governess. She explains that her calling him master beyond that point is a fact of habit, a consciousness of her own luck and position, and a mark of her respect for him—but when she finally reaches, socially, the equal footing that liberates her from the conventions she has been raised to respect and that her humility prevents from casting down, she lets go of this abidance to hierarchical rules; “Edward” is what she immediately calls him when they meet again.  It’s not that she is mastered by him; it is only that she acknowledges that she is socially his inferior. Her freedom and peace of mind are not his to possess; and when he goes too far, “master” or not, she leaves him and takes back the obedience she had willingly bestowed. 

If you read the part of courtship that takes place between the day of their engagement and the day of their failed wedding, you’ll see that she is the one who is breaking him out, so to say, taming him, teasing and refusing and contradicting to the point of absurdity to show him that her behaviour as governess was a behaviour she was paid to assume, but that as a wife she would not be a puppet and would not be ordered around. This again shows how acutely aware of both conventions and her own freedom Jane is, and how masterfully she navigates a world where she is usually considered an inferior (status, gender, lack of beauty). 

And of course, by the end of the novel, she has politely and lovingly eclipsed and outmatched everybody, and is allowed to choose her own happiness. 

Happy reading!

When it seems like people are voting against their interests, I have probably failed to understand their interests. We cannot begin to understand Election 2016 until we acknowledge the power and reach of socialism for white people.

Americans with good jobs live in a socialist welfare state more generous, cushioned and expensive to the public than any in Europe. Like a European system, we pool our resources to share the burden of catastrophic expenses, but unlike European models, our approach doesn’t cover everyone.

Like most of my neighbors I have a good job in the private sector. Ask my neighbors about the cost of the welfare programs they enjoy and you will be greeted by baffled stares. All that we have is “earned” and we perceive no need for government support. Nevertheless, taxpayers fund our retirement saving, health insurance, primary, secondary, and advanced education, daycare, commuter costs, and even our mortgages at a staggering public cost. Socialism for white people is all-enveloping, benevolent, invisible, and insulated by the nasty, deceptive notion that we have earned our benefits by our own hand.

My family’s generous health insurance costs about $20,000 a year, of which we pay only $4,000 in premiums. The rest is subsidized by taxpayers. You read that right. Like virtually everyone else on my block who isn’t old enough for Medicare or employed by the government, my family is covered by private health insurance subsidized by taxpayers at a stupendous public cost. Well over 90% of white households earning over the white median income (about $75,000) carried health insurance even before the Affordable Care Act. White socialism is nice if you can get it.

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Unspeakable Realities Block Universal Health Coverage In America

This is one of those essays where I was tempted to just post the whole goddamn thing. Please go read this. And although it’s (much?) less severe when it comes to healthcare, white socialism is definitely an issue here in Canada too.

Raisman: Scandal-marred USA Gymnastics needs sweeping change

ANAHEIM, Calif. (AP) – Aly Raisman is ready to talk about “the elephant in the room.” And the six-time Olympic medal-winning gymnast thinks it’s time USA Gymnastics joins in a conversation she feels is long overdue.

The 23-year-old is calling for sweeping change in the organization in the wake of dozens of allegations of sexual abuse by former national team doctor Larry Nassar, a scandal that has left one of the U.S. Olympic movement’s marquee programs scrambling and Raisman shaken.

Nassar spent nearly 30 years as an osteopath with the USA Gymnastics program and is now in prison in Michigan after pleading guilty to possession of child pornography. He is awaiting trial on separate criminal sexual conduct charges, in addition to being sued by more than 125 women who claim he sexually assaulted them under the guise of treatment.

Nassar has pleaded not guilty to the assault charges, and the dozens of civil suits filed in Michigan are currently in mediation .

Raisman, who was around Nassar regularly at the team’s training facility in Texas and at meets around the globe, declined to talk about whether she was treated improperly by Nassar. She did agree to speak more generally, calling Nassar “a monster” and blaming USA Gymnastics for failing to stop him and spending too much of the fallout attempting to “sweep it under the rug.”

“I feel like there’s a lot of articles about it, but nobody has said, ‘This is horrible, this is what we’re doing to change,”’ Raisman said in a wide-ranging interview Saturday shortly after she and other members of the “Final Five” that won team gold at the 2016 Olympics were inducted into the USA Gymnastics Hall of Fame.

Raisman served as a captain for both the “Final Five” and the “Fierce Five” that won gold in London in 2012. While several alleged Nassar victims have come forward, including 2000 Olympic bronze medalist Jamie Dantzscher, Raisman is the highest profile athlete yet to publicly reprimand the organization. Raisman said she kept quiet waiting after the initial allegations surfaced last summer, waiting for USA Gymnastics to own up to its mistakes.

While it is taking steps toward creating a safer environment for its athletes, she doesn’t believe it is doing nearly enough openly enough, adding that she feels USA Gymnastics is trying to get on with business as usual.

“What people don’t realize is that this doctor was a doctor for 29 years,” Raisman. “Whether or not he did it to a gymnast, they still knew him. Even if he didn’t do it to you, it’s still the trauma and the anxiety of wondering what could have happened. I think that needs to be addressed. These girls, they should be comfortable going to USA Gymnastics and saying: 'I need help, I want therapy. I need this.”’

USA Gymnastics launched an independent review of its policies in the wake of the allegations against Nassar and reporting by the Indianapolis Star that highlighted chronic mishandling of abuse allegations against coaches and staff at some of its more than 3,500 clubs across the country.

In June, the federation immediately adopted 70 recommendations proffered by Deborah Daniels, a former federal prosecutor who oversaw the review. The new guidelines require member gyms to go to authorities immediately, with Daniels suggesting USA Gymnastics consider withholding membership from clubs that decline to do so. The organization also named Toby Stark, a child welfare advocate, as its director of SafeSport. Part of Stark’s mandate is educating members on rules, educational programs, reporting and adjudication services.

USA Gymnastics said in a statement late Saturday it welcomes Raisman’s passion, adding it’s “appalled” by the accusations against Nassar.

“We are taking this issue head-on, and we want to work with Aly and all interested athletes to keep athletes safe,” USA Gymnastics said.

Daniels said repeatedly when her review was published that she wasn’t hired to make judgments on past missteps, something that doesn’t fly with Raisman. She pointed to the reported $1 million severance package given to former president Steve Penny after he resigned under pressure in March as proof that the organization just doesn’t get it.

“I thought, 'Wow, why couldn’t they create a program?”’ Raisman said. “A million dollars is a lot of money. They could do a lot of things to create change. They could create a program. They could even contact all the families that have come forward and say. 'Can we help your kid with therapy?”’

Lynn Raisman, Aly’s mother, said USA gymnastics needs to “get rid of the people who knew and looked the other way.”

Raisman has used her celebrity and extensive social media reach as a platform to promote positive body image and anti-bullying. She’s currently living in Needham, Massachusetts, working on an autobiography due out in November while weighing whether to take a shot at the 2020 Games. Either way, she wants USA Gymnastics to evolve and stressed there’s a difference between her criticism of USA Gymnastics and the sport as a whole.

The sport is fine. She loves gymnastics. It’s the parent organization that needs to undergo a transformation. And she’s clear on the message she wants it to send.

“Everyone is important,” Raisman said. “It doesn’t matter if you’re the Olympic champion or you’re an 8-year-old that goes to gymnastics in Ohio, or wherever you are in the U.S. Every single kid is important and I want USA Gymnastics to do a better job with that.”

#Portugal

Portugal has been hit with the most devastating horror that this country has seen in recent years.

As of today, we had around 500 active wildfires. An entire country burning down in flames. The images that are coming up on the news, social media, etc; reaches a level of intensity that I never thought I’d see in this country. 

Thousands of people have lost EVERYTHING they had. Houses, possessions, pets, their land that most of them farmed and were their entire income of money or even food. People have lost loved ones because of the fires. As far as I know, there are around 36 dead and still more seriously injured.

We’re a small country and we’re no strangers to wilfired. But this… It’s October. And today it was 36ºC!!!!

That may sound amazing to some people because it’s warm and it still feels like summer… but it’s the worst thing that could happen to us. 

We have no water, no resources. There are people, brave firefighters on the fronts of these pits of hell. And it’s not enough.

I have no words to express how I’m feeling at the moment. 

I feel powerless. I think about the people that are going through this and my heart hurts for them. 

If you’re Portuguese, please reach out to your local Fire Station or call  Liga dos Bombeiros Portugueses and ask how you can help.

I, unfortunately, cannot donate blood. But gallons of water, canned food and other goods you see can be helpful, please donate.

And for the rest of world, just keep us in your thoughts.

Write to Me (Jughead x Reader)

“I adore your writing and couldn’t resist requesting more from you. 💕 Could you do one where reader is also a writer and takes up a liking to jughead?”

Imagine: While you ran in different social circles, you reach out to Jughead Jones to get writing advice. When people grow suspicious, it puts your friendship to the test.

A/N: Dedicated to my girl @jasmineladjevardi for always reading my writing!


There was always something a little off about you.

You looked normal. Beautiful, even. Beautiful enough to be a member of the Riverdale River Vixens cheerleaders and a part of the “in-crowd”, at least. But something about you was a little bit off. People often made the observation that your head was in the clouds, as if you were off in another world. It seemed the only time you were engaged was following Cheryl’s strict commands during practice. During class, you took notes quietly, but even the teachers could tell you weren’t paying attention. Your grades were all right, and you were nice to look at, so people didn’t mind you too much. You blended into the background of popularity that made up the Riverdale High social scene.

One day, you approached a certain beanie-clad boy, hunched over his laptop in the student lounge.

You cleared your throat, getting his attention. The whole room quieted, shamelessly watching the exchange.

Jughead looked up at you, his eyes widening in surprise. You’d been in the same class since middle school, but never spoken. Ships passing in the night, it seemed.

“Hi, Jughead,” you said shyly, playing with the hem of your pleated cheer skirt.

“…hey, (Y/N),” Jughead said slowly, still recovering from his surprise at your approach. “What’s up?”

You bit your lip, well aware of everyone staring at you. You weren’t used to people staring at you, alone. You were used to people staring at you when you danced with the Vixens, or when you hung out with Cheryl and Reggie at parties, but never just you. Jughead’s eyes on you unnerved you the most.

“Will… will you go to Pop’s with me?” You stammered out.

Everyone’s eyes widened, flitting between you, the beautiful cheerleader, and Jughead, the sullen loaner.

“There’s uh, a project I’m working on and I’d really like your help on it,” you continued. You tried to smile, extra wide. Your mom taught you to always smile when you asked people for help.

Jughead raised his eyebrows, face tensed in thought. It then relaxed into a slight smile. “Sure, (Y/N). I’ll meet you after school?”

You nodded enthusiastically. “Yes! Thanks so much!” You turned on your heel, scurrying to your next class.

Everyone, including Jughead, regarded the situation with shock. It was the first time you’d talked to anyone about something not related to cheer or a party since you’d began attending Riverdale High. Reggie and Cheryl, the gatekeepers of the social status quo, regarded Jughead with a newfound suspicion.

Jughead himself looked forward to the meeting with keen fascination. It was finally time to see what you, the girl with her head in the clouds, was really thinking of all this time.

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TESTING TUMBLR’S REACH

So all I keep hearing is that social media is dead as a platform for a business but I feel that we have built up a great relationship with our customers and followers. 

Would love to see how far we could get this to see the reach of social media.

Reblog This If You Want People To Check Out The Brand!!

Looking To See If We Can Get Some New People Rocking STAG CLOTHING.

The thing about Social Media...

So, I hear Sam and Cait have more Twitter followers than ever before.   You know what I think about that?

 BIG FREAKING DEAL!

 There’s a lot that goes into calculating overall social media statics.  It’s like a calculus equation that I’m sure even Einstein would have trouble with…thank God there’s an App for that!   Sure, your number of followers count but it’s only the active number of followers that make any real difference.   It’s things like Favorites, Likes, Reshares, Retweets, Reblogs, Replies, and Comments that make up the statistics and beyond that the social media reach of your followers’ counts as well.  

 Let me see if I can break this down into simpler terms with an example:

 Jamie has 5 followers and they are:  Rupert, Murtaugh, Young Ian, Claire, and Jenny

Rupert has 5 followers: Jamie Murtaugh, Young Ian, Claire, and Jenny

Murtaugh has 10 followers: Jamie, Rupert, Young Ian, Claire, Jenny, Dougal, Colum, Geillis, Brianna & Roger

Young Ian has 10 followers: Jamie, Rupert Murtaugh, Young Ian, Claire, Jenny, Dougal, Colum, Geillis, Rollo, and Lord John

Claire has 5 followers: Jamie, Rupert, Murtaugh, Young Ian, and Jenny

Jenny has 5 followers: Jamie, Rupert, Murtaugh, Young Ian and Claire

 Jamie makes a tweet about the upcoming Battle of Culloden and all 5 of his followers see it.  That’s 5 potential impressions to his tweet.  

Rupert & Murtaugh retweet his comment so that’s 2 engagements and 15 extra “reach” of Jamie’s tweet, but wait…Jamie follows both Rupert and Murtaugh and so does Young Ian, Claire, and Jennie who saw the tweet when Jamie sent it so that’s only really 5 extra reach with Dougal, Colum, Geillis, Brianna & Roger.

Young Ian comments that he wants to fight, that’s 1 more engagement and 10 potential impressions, but Rupert, Murtaugh, Claire, Jennie, and Jamie all follow Young Ian so that’s only 5 more potential impressions to Jamie’s tweet and since Dougal, Colum and Geillis follow both Young Ian and Murtaugh, that takes the potential new impressions down to 2 with Rollo and Lord John.

Clare and Jenny are too busy with potatoes to think about the war so they ignore the tweet but they both follow Jamie Rupert Murtaugh, Young Ian and each other so they yield only 1 impression each.

 Now you must factor into this equation all the comments Jamie got on his Instagram post modeling his new war kilt and how many times his Tumbler blog on breaking Lord John’s arm was read and… gets confusing, don’t it?   Point is, there is no simple calculation to measure social media metrics and you certainly can’t measure it by how many followers someone has -  it’s a complicated process.

 I asked our statistician (see social media statistics are so involved we have a guy whose SOLE job it is to monitor them) to check the Outlander stats.  Overall Outlander is down from this time last month.  Sam and Cait are both down as well in total overall social media statistics in the same range. 

Think that’s impossible?  Here’s something else you may find hard to believe.    Believe it or not, Donald Trump has the best social media metrics around, in fact, he’s a genius at it and I’ll tell you why.   Science has proven that anxiety, awe, and anger are the top emotions positively associated with virality – most specifically, anger.  Trump knows this and he uses it.    Plainly put, people are more apt to interact and engage when angry than at other times.

 Which is why I guess some folks are acting childish, screen capping blogs and tattling on certain individuals to the actors.  Personally, I don’t give a flying rat’s ass what SH, CB, MM, and WS think of me or my opinions.   I look to them for entertainment, not counsel on my morals, my social media presence or how to live my life.   However, if someone should feel the need to tattle on me, please be sure to get the following image in the screencap as it appropriately encapsulates my feelings on the matter.