well this is a shocking news

“It is just shocking. I mean, I don’t know if you guys look at this stuff, but… no matter how much a police officer overreacts to something, whether it’s a thirteen year old in a school who mouths off and he just… beats the heck out of a kid and tackles him and breaks his nose, people will always say in the comments of those news articles stuff like: ‘Well, you know, these police are putting their lives on the line every day!’ You know what I mean? They could do anything, literally anything, and there would be people who just rush to their defense. That happens because it’s a monopoly. People think that they have to choose between having law enforcement or not. And then ‘Well yeah if we have to have it, sometimes, people, they overreact or whatever but that’s the cost of living in a society of laws.’ But no it’s not. That’s the cost of living in a society where one group has a monopoly on law enforcement.”


-Robert Murphy, The Market for Security.

anonymous asked:

im so shocked about robin

it’s a testament to how private harry and his family are. and it’s a shame that there’s a sub-sect of this fandom that refuses to allow him and his loved ones a modicum of privacy on even the best of days and absolutely despicable that such difficult news was leaked. 

some people really need a lesson in decency, manners, and loving your fave. from the way harry is relentlessly hounded on vacations to the lack of respect he and his family consistently deal with all from so-called fans that claim to love him…it makes me ashamed to be associated with such a deplorable, and unfortunately very visible, portion of the fandom. i hope they learn from this, realize the err of their ways, and start using social media for good things–like making friends, expressing creativity, and loving harry while respecting harry. 

FOOL4U

Jughead x Reader

Wordcount: 1,635

A/N: Leave me requests in my DM’s 

Summery: Jughead and y/n get caught up in a heated moment by the lake

Y/N POV -

The heat radiated off my skin as I stepped out of the water onto the riverbank. There was a warm subtle breeze hitting my face as I join the others sat on a large rock, beer cans and food around us. The gang had decided to start off the new term at school on a high note so we all met up by the river for the day and had a couple of drinks. The group consisted of Archie, Betty, Kevin, Veronica, Jughead and myself.

We all sat round on the rock sharing laughs and making plans for our future summer together. Although some moments weren’t as perfect as others due to there still being tension between some members of the group. There was an ominous feeling about the day as we’d all pushed aside the Jason Blossom case to free our minds of the stress for one weekend.

I sigh and take in a deep breath of fresh air, feeling cold, refreshing water droplets spin down my back from my wet hair. I run my fingers through it to untangle the knots that had appeared. I look to my left to see Jughead awkwardly looking around unsure of what to do with himself. A look of slight discomfort contorted onto his features.

“You okay Juggie?” I ask him quietly not wanting to draw the attention of others. He just looks at me and shrugs, a solemn look about him.

“You gonna strip those clothes off for us Juggie” Veronica cheekily flirted towards the only one still fully dressed at the time. Jughead just scoffed and looked away biting back  “Are you gonna learn to keep your clothes on Veronica?” gaining awkward hisses and coughs from the others.

“That’s a little harsh isn’t Jug, considering it’s still basically summer, are you not planning on getting in the water with the rest of us later on then?” I ask him discreetly smirking his way.

“If it gets too hot then sure i’ll come in, but it’s not necessary for me to sit here half naked and be even more uncomfortable” he passive aggressively comments throwing his arms into the air.

We all just let out breathy laughs and go back to coordinating normal conversation. Not that any of us could really have a normal conversation as our minds had been constantly filled with the conspiracies towards Jason’s death.

“So Archie, how’s your music coming along?” Betty questions the red headed boy sat opposite us. “Yeah it’s good, I’m just really trying to throw myself into writing really, right enough of this sitting around, who wants to get in the water with me?” Archie suggests standing up, Betty, V and Kevin all stand up and follow Archie into the water, all smiles and laughs. I really did love my friends.

“You don’t have to sit here with me because you feel sorry for me you know?” Jughead suddenly snaps looking towards me. “I’m not staying with you because I feel sorry for you, I’m staying here because I enjoy your company dumb ass” I laugh and playfully shove the raven haired boy. He chuckles and grabs my hands to stop me from pushing him. Goose bumps travel up my arms as his hands come into contact with mine. I lean in towards him and let myself collapse in his lap, my head looking up at him, while our hands were still intertwined he fiddled with my fingers.

“I love the way you act around me, you’re just more free” I say looking up at his beautiful face. His green eyes catch mine and he smiles, Not something many people got to see very often, but I had always had the ability to bring it onto his face.

“Well that’s because I’m comfortable with you, I don’t have to pretend to like you it just comes naturally” there was a few minutes silence after his confession, where we just sat enjoying each others company listening to the sounds of our surroundings. You could hear the water splashing and our friends laughs were heard over the buzzing of the nature. It was a truly breathtaking moment in time.

“Do you think we should tell them?” I ask him quietly not wanting to spoil the atmosphere.

“Tell them what?” He replies dumbly knowing exactly what i was talking about, just then he let go of one of my hands and brushed it through my hair, making loops around his fingers with the locks.

“About us” I retort flatly, not taking his sarcasm to heart.

“meh, why do they need to know right now, I don’t care just as long as you’re happy, but not everyone has to know our business, let them just sit and ship us for a while longer” he breaths out.

“yeah it is kinda fun watching them freak out over the little things isn’t it” I giggle and look down at our still intertwined hands. Jug just smiles and nods down at me.

“Right” I sigh standing up and pulling him with me, “take your clothes off we’re going for a swim” He groans in distaste pulling a face but still he shrugs his shirt over his head, kicking off his shoes. I couldn’t help but stare at his body as he removed the layers of clothes. His slightly indented stomach sort of gleamed as the sun hit his skin. He was perfect to me, not completely ripped like Archie, he had a slightly toned lanky figure which suited him well. Once he was ready I lightly pushed him back yelling over my shoulder.

“Race you to the water” I giggle running ahead. It didn’t take long for him to catch up and we joined the others in the water.

“well look who decided to show up” V commented splashing water up at me. I let out a small screech as the cold water splashed up at my body, I just laughed and splashed her back. Bad move. We had started a splashing war between the group, everyone screaming and laughing kicked and thrashing in the water to get everyone wet.

Even Jughead joined in and genuinely looked happy, something that goes a long way in my eyes, I loved to see him happy and smiling, a nice difference from his usual grumpy disposition.

We all carried on messing around in the water for a matter of time, when Betty suggested taking a swim around the lake, Her and Archie swam off and Veronica and Kevin were heavily enthused in competing on ‘who can do the better handstand’

“You wanna take a walk?” Jughead nudges me, his arm comes up to my waist and he tugs me towards the river bank again. I ring out the water from my hair as we walk towards the rock where his clothes were. He just shimmies on his jeans and hands me his flannel shirt, I look up at him and smile, putting the flannel on over my body.

We walk through the forest into a more secluded area, talking about nothing in general. I stop to look at the scenery before us. You could still see the lake peaking through the trees, and sunlight streaking through the gaps of branches. Jughead pulls me towards him by my waist and presses his lips against mine briefly. he pushes his forehead onto mine and breathes out “Beautiful” raising a hand to my face he strokes my cheek, his rough thumb stroking over my bottom lip, I look up into his eyes and notice the contentment in them.

He leans down pressing his lips to mine again, harder than before, his grip around my waist subconsciously tightens. My arms sling around his neck, one hand coming into contact with his face the other falling to the back of his head grasping the wavy raven locks in between my dainty fingers.

He slowly starts to walk me backwards not breaking the kiss until my back hits a tree. Both of his hands now resided on my waist tugging at the shirt he had so graciously handed to me. Our lips moved roughly against each others, both of us pouring our passion into the other person. My hands slipped down from his neck and rested on his smooth chest. Jughead pressed himself closer against me our chests now flush together. I could feel the rough bark from the tree behind me digging into my back. Giving me a slight sensation while our lips were meshed together.

I captured his bottom lip in between my teeth and lightly sucked on it before returning my lips to his. His hands slid round my waist to my lower back where he pulls me closer into his, if that’s even possible. The closeness between us right now was why we enjoyed being with one another, the raw connection we both felt never hesitated to send shivers down my spine.

“Woah! what’s going on here then guys” We hear the smug comment from Veronica, causing us to pull away from each other in shock. she just laughs and shakes her head. “I knew something was going on between you two” and walks away yelling to the others that she had some “big news”

“Well i guess the cats out of the bag then” Jug smiled and looked down at me, still holding onto my waist.

“Do you want me to go and tell her not to say anything?” I enquire looking up to him shyly, not really caring we were caught.

“Nah, let them all see I’m a fool for you” he replies pressing his forehead to mine smiling down at me. I just smile and lean up to press my lips to his once more. This really couldn’t have been a more perfect day.

5

Glenn Beck criticizes My Chemical Romance’s “Sing” for spreading propaganda

And was then dragged by Gerard Way: “I think the word Glenn Beck was looking for was ‘subversion’ not 'propaganda,’ because I don’t know what [the lyrics] would be considered propaganda for? Truth? Sentiment?” Way wrote. “And I can’t tell what he’s angrier about, the fact that it’s how I feel about the persistent sterilization of our culture, or the fact that it’s on network television for everyone to hear.” Way then poked fun at Beck for featuring incorrect “Sing” lyrics on his show — “Children that can talk about it/ Living on the railways/ People moving sideways” (the actual lyric is “living on the Webways”) — by pointing out the fact that, well, kids don’t exactly live on the rails these days.And railways? Is it 1863? Seen any children living on these lately instead of the Internet?he wrote. “I’m actually shocked that no actual fact-checking was done on the lyrics. I mean, Fox is a major news channel, covering factual topics in an unbiased and intelligent … oh wait.”

Life Imitates Art

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Smut / Fluff / Angst (?)// Sub(ish)!Jungkook/ Art Student!Jungkook

Warnings:  graphic language/dirty talk, oral, cum play (if that’s what you’ll call it), masturbation, SLIGHT sub/dom dynamic

Word Count: 10.3K (bc I don’t know what pwp is)

Summary: A friendly favor for your crush develops into something truly sinful when you figure out his muse for his exhibition. 

a/n: only lightly edited b/c it’s 1:30 AM HAHA….this wasn’t supposed to be sub!(ish)JK but idk it just worked; still feel like I’m struggling w/ writing steamy dialogue but oh well. Enjoy! More work to hopefully come, slowly but surely. Please send feedback it’d be greatly appreciated!!! 


You grumbled all the way to the art gallery, adamant in your opposition to being dragged there by your roommate.

“Shut up, we’re already here. Are you going to brood the whole time?” Liz glared at you before pushing the glass doors open.

You’d pouted, clearly having lost the battle a long time ago. You settled on folding your arms defensively and letting out one last exasperated sigh. “Fine, but I still don’t know why you brought me here to begin with.”

Liz’s eyebrows shot up at the absurdity of the question, “You haven’t left the house for anything besides work and the occasional run. You’re starting to get boring, where’s fun Y/N?”

Her words only made you pout further because she was completely right-like most of the time despite your inability to admit it to her.

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“love" by jack zimmermann || a zimbits fic || 3.3k

“Come in.” Bitty thanks the lord for the legitimate reprieve from the essay he’s been painfully forcing himself through all afternoon.

Jack enters, looking happier than normal. Bitty sees why immediately, and the smile that came onto his face when he saw Jack slips right back into a frown. Jack’s holding another memory card.

“I’m got some new footage,” Jack says in confirmation of Bitty’s fears.

“Jack, you’ve got to stop giving me new material.”

Jack’s smile drops at Bitty’s harsh tone, and his eyebrows draw together in a way that would be adorable if not for the circumstance and the fact Bitty is the one to make them that way. “Why?”

“Coz, honey, it’s not gonna help.” Bitty’s too exhausted to bother being embarrassed that the endearment slipped out.

Jack opens his mouth lamely. He looks down at the memory card in his hand then back to Bitty with sad eyes.

“Sit down.” Bitty gestures to his bed, thankful that he made it earlier while procrastinating. He rubs his sore eyes as Jack perches on the bed, then sighs out.

“Your assessment is to create a two-minute video based on love, yes?”

Jack nods. Bitty rubs at his eyes again, thinking of how to be honest without being hurtful.

“You’re an amazing photographer, and it comes across.” Jack picks his head up, looking hopefully at Bitty. It breaks his heart to have to continue. “But there’s no story here. There’s no love. I mean, unless your story is that you really love your camera. I can’t… I’m sorry, I can’t help you make anything out of this.”

Bitty tries to make his voice gentle. Jack turns his head away from Bitty anyway, but not quick enough that Bitty can’t see the hurt.

Bitty’s happily been helping Jack with his AV assessment after Jack asked. He gets to spend time with Jack doing something that Jack loves. But now he owes it as a friend to tell Jack the truth, even if it makes them both sad.

“Sorry, Bits,” Jack mumbles, still not looking at him.

“It’s alright.” Bitty already feels a little guilty for springing it on Jack with no warning. He crosses his arms, then realises that may come across as defensive if Jack ever looks back at him, so rests them back on his knees. “Look, I don’t mean to be rude, I just want you to do well.”

Jack gives a brisk nod, but still avoids looking back at Bitty.

Bitty’s not sure what else he can do for Jack, so he simply waits.

Jack clears his throat after a moment and stands up. He looks at the memory card before putting it into a pocket.

“Thanks anyway. Sorry for interrupting your essay.”

“It’s alright,” Bitty repeats, but Jack’s already out the door.

Bitty slumps into his seat and stares at his closed door. He really didn’t mean to hurt Jack, but he didn’t think what he said would be that much of a shock either. Jack’s not ignorant to emotion, no-matter what the news articles sometimes say about him.

He swings his chair back round to stare at his essay, starting up on it again as a distraction.

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Avengers Preference: How They Handle Your Death

a/n: the first request of the avenge-these-imagines NYE Request Extravaganza! (if you can think of a better name, I’m all ears, lol). enjoy!

warnings: grief, death of the reader

Thor- upon news of your death, Thor seemingly vanishes into thin air. he travels into some far-reaching corner of the universe to be alone with his grief, and the entirety of Asgard mourns their fallen princess. when he finally returns, he is much more solemn, far less brash, and only returns to Midgard when absolutely necessary. he can’t stand the realm that was once lit up by your beautiful smile, and the way it has moved on without you.

Bruce Banner/Hulk- when Bruce watches you get shot on what was supposed to be a simple, low danger recon mission, he almost completely loses his humanity. the thought of that last laugh lighting up your face right before the bullet entered you was too much for him to deal with in his human form, so the Hulk takes over. Natasha finds him in a cave in the mountains and sings him his lullaby, and she holds him as he deals with his grief for the first time.

Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow- you were the only thing keeping Natasha from reverting into her former cold assassin self, and after your death she becomes hell-bent on revenge. calculatingly killing each and every person involved in her loss.

Clint Barton/Hawkeye- people are shocked at how well Clint takes the news of your death, as he seems to be his usual self (though unwilling to talk about you). one night while Tony is restlessly wandering the halls of the tower, he finds Clint in your room, holding your favorite jacket and sobbing. he never mentions it to Clint, but the next day there is a sad understanding in the eyes of the team, and they all drink to your memory and share stories about you.

Tony Stark/Iron Man- Tony throws himself into his work, mainlining caffeine as a replacement for sleep. on the fourth straight day, Bruce steadies him as he almost falls over in the lab. when he demands that Tony get some rest, Tony responds, “I can’t. there’s a cold, empty space where she used to sleep. the nightmares are unbearable. I can’t sleep until I can make something to protect those I love, so I never have to feel this way again.” after that, Bruce begins staying up with him.

Steve Rogers/Captain America- Steve deals with your passing in the somber, steady way he dealt with all of his other losses. he can’t get drunk, but that doesn’t stop him from drinking his way through Tony’s liquor cabinet. nobody ever mentions it, but suddenly there’s a section dedicated to you in Steve’s museum exhibit, with some of your favorite belongings. the donation sign merely reads “forever my girl -SR”

Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier- after your death, everyone treats Bucky warily, worried that he’ll lose himself again, but Bucky stays strong. Steve doesn’t tell about the nights they spend sitting up, with Bucky too afraid to sleep because he’s worried he’ll awake with no memories of you.

Sam Wilson/Falcon- ever the rational one, Sam goes to a grief counselor after losing you. he knows that you would want him to deal with this in the healthiest way possible, and he gives back as much as he can in your memory.

Pietro and Wanda Maximoff/Quicksilver and Scarlet Witch- the twins are no strangers to loss, but the loss of you really wrecks them. they find solace in each other, becoming even more isolated and reliant on their sibling, because they are acutely aware that the things they love most can be ripped from them at a moment’s notice.

Believer [j.j.]

Originally posted by kylogue


just a lil something based on the Serpent scene in the season finale.


You stumbled along the path, following the others as you were pulled along.

“Guys slow down,” you whined. You were met with various chuckles.

You jogged in order to keep up, feeling your feet stop moving when you reached the familiar setting.

You glanced down before being pulled forwards once more, tripping over your feet as you tried to keep your balance.

“He giving you a hard time?”

You looked up to see your newly found friend. No, he’s family now , you hastily reminded yourself.

“Nothing to worry about. Hot Dog is just a bit excited,” you replied, smiling down at the dog. “It’s not every day you get to recruit a new Serpent.”

You kept walking, leaving the rest of the Serpents behind as you approached the trailer. They looked after you worriedly, suddenly wondering if they should have brought you. You turned around, walking backwards as you addressed the rest of your family. “You guys coming or what?”


The Serpents had taken you in as a favor to FP.

“Keep (Y/N) safe. She’s Jughead’s girl,” he had said.

“Uh boss,” the Serpents had replied. “You do know he left her for that Cooper girl right?”

FP had merely smirked.

Everyone knew the story of you and Jughead. A beautiful whirlwind of romance that had ended in disaster when he realized just how much better Betty Cooper was compared to you.

Truth is, a few months ago, you wouldn’t have even considered joining the Serpents. You were a good student. Straight A’s and knowledge that was only rivaled by Cheryl herself (that girl was pretty dang smart).

You had a good thing going with Jughead, at least you thought you did. Turns out he wanted more. More excitement, someone who wasn’t as boring and invested in their studies as you were.

He had told you in front of the whole school, told you how selfish and boring you were, only concentrating on school.

“There’s more to life than studying (Y/N),” he had said softly. “But you don’t get that and I can’t keep doing this.”

His words had hurt more that you cared to admit. The hallway was quiet as he spoke his words, everyone waiting for you to burst into tears, knowing that the words he spoke were a lie.

The moment never came. Instead, you swallowed back your sobs, surprising everyone when you flipped Jughead off and strutted out of Riverdale High with your held held high. Thunderous applause had followed you as you left, as Cheryl stepped up to Jughead and clapped for you, flipping him off as she told him the words he had secretly known all along. “That was a dick move Drughead. You just lost the best thing , that will ever happen to you in your pathetic little life, not that you deserved her in the first place.“

Jughead had swallowed harshly as she walked off. “I know.”

You left Riverdale soon after. You went back to your home in the South Side, transferring school districts and quickly integrating yourself with the student population. You became friends with people associated with the Serpents and eventually became one yourself (because of FP unbeknownst to you). Wearing the jacket became like a badge of honor, and everyone wanted to be on your good side.

You had become the opposite of what you were. You were reckless . You were selfish . And you were comfortable in being who you had become, always putting yourself first now.

The only person you kept contact with was Cheryl, surprisingly. You ignored everyone else, including Jughead who flooded your phone with calls and texts when everyone found out you had left Riverdale High.

Then disaster struck and Jughead ended up at South Side. You didn’t know until you bumped into him in the hallway, his eyes widening in shock as he took you in. You were more confident in your skin, he noticed. He couldn’t help the feelings that rushed back to him.

He had been the one to tell you the news: FP had been arrested for the murder of Jason Blossom.

You had been kept in the dark, FP informing the rest of the Serpents that you wouldn’t be informed about his predicament.

Tears welled up in your eyes. FP meant more to you than anyone else. As soon as Jughead reached out to hug you, you turned around and walked out the door.

Jughead could not believe that you had willingly ditched school. You had changed. A lot.


You stayed with Cheryl, having been called in a panic by Archie after her little stunt. When she insisted she was well enough to go back home, you drove her back, making sure that she was safe from herself before hesitantly leaving.

You went home, only to be met with the rest of the gang, which led to you standing in front Jughead’s trailer, nervously tugging on Hot Dog’s collar as you tried to calm him down.

You could hear noises inside the trailer, your throat tightening as you realized what those sounds were. The rest of the Serpents froze slightly, trying to avoid looking at you with their pity-filled stares.


Inside the trailer, Betty was in a state of pure bliss. She was finally happy, her only worry being getting FP out of prison. She had Jughead, she had her friends. She was happy .

Jughead” she couldn’t help the moan that came out of her mouth as the aforementioned boy began trailing kisses down her neck. She trailed her hands down his torso, pulling his shirt up and then off. She then began trailing kisses down his neck as well, biting softly as he writhed beneath her touch.

(Y/N)…” came Jughead’s breathy moan. Betty stopped immediately.

“Jughead, what was that?” she asked quietly.

Jughead opened his mouth to reply but was stopped by a knock, causing him to look at Betty in a panic. “Is that your mom?”

“Who else would it be?” came her sarcastic response.


Back outside, Hot Dog began to bark and struggle against his leash as Jughead opened the door. The leash slipped out of your hand, causing you to go after Hot Dog as he jumped on Jughead.

“Easy Hot Dog,” you grunted as you regained a hold of his leash. “He’s family.”

Jughead’s eyes widened as he saw you, dressed in a tight fitting outfit with your leather jacket (which he had completely missed at school). You were a Serpent . The rest of the Serpents noticed his growing blush and exchanged smirks with each other as his eyes lingered on your form.

“Hey,” Jughead finally said, stepping out slightly.

“Heard your dad could have named names but didn’t,” a Serpent said, stepping forwards and standing next to you. “Serpents take care of their own. We wanted you to know, no matter what happens to him, however long he’s gone, we’ve got your back.

“That’s yours, if you want it,” he said gesturing to the jacket that you had carelessly slung across your arm. You stepped forwards shyly, extending your arm as you handed Jughead the jacket, trying to ignore the butterflies you felt when your fingers brushed.

Jughead stared at you, stepping close once he took the jacket. He slipped it on slowly and brushed it off, looking at it almost admiringly.

His gaze returned to you as he stepped closer, brushing your hair back from your face. You looked at him and then noticed movement in the doorway. Betty.

You stepped back as Hot Dog let out a yelp, spotting Betty as well.

“Juggie?” Betty questioned, stepping out slightly. She looked at you then at the jacket in surprise and sadness.

You were shaken out of your thoughts by a vibration. Your phone.

From: Cherry
It’s done (Y/N/N). The fire had been brought and the sins have been purged from the Blossom household.

Your eyes widened as you realized what she meant and you began to make your way back where you came from.

“(Y/N)! Where are you going?” you heard the Serpents shout.

“I’m needed somewhere else,” you replied quickly, running off with Hot Dog bounding at your heels.

“(Y/N)…” you heard Jughead say. You paused briefly and turned around, meeting his gaze before you slid your eyes over to Betty.

Betty, who no longer looked happy. Betty, why no longer felt as though she had it all. Betty, who knew that Jughead had never been hers to begin with.

You turned around and continued running to Cheryl but you knew. Betty knew.

You both knew that you had won Jughead over. You had never lost him in the first place. Now it was just a matter of time to see how long it would take for him to join you in the South Side.


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Air Ducts and Secrets - Peter Parker x Reader Imagine

Word Count: 2,893

Plot: What goes on in the air ducts, stays in the air ducts.

Warnings: honestly its just fluff, cheesy comments, a new girl reference, one swear word (that’s censored), and more fluff. 

Author’s Note: So this is for the monthly song challenge but I literally only put two song lyrics from the song Tomorrow Never Dies by 5SOS. But that’s okay. I might do a part two depending on how well this does. PSA: I love New Girl.

(Lyrics are the sentences in italics)

Lilly’s Imagine

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Dad's awful racist rant when daughter went to prom with black friend
Anna Hayes, a high school senior from Lake Village, Arkansas attended prom last week with a male friend, Phillip Freeman — who happens to be black.

When I read this version of the story, I actually felt sorrier for her friend, Philip Freeman, than Anna Hayes. It feels like a classic revenge story.

  • Father and daughter have a disdained relationship.
  • Daughter knew father was racist.
  • Daughter dated Black man to piss him off.
  • Father became furious, disowning Daughter.
  • Daughter is “shocked” but want to show world the message to show that “racism is alive and well”
  • In the meantime, a Black teen now got his name in the news unwillingly because they need to know who he is.

She knew it would piss him off. 

I mean, sure, Phillip is sharing the screenshots, but come on… when you read the daughter’s quotes, you get this feeling that she knew that this would get under his skin. 

‘It’s important for people to see that racism is very much alive,’ she said.  

WE KNOW IT’S ALIVE! Why we need to see pictures of a private moment? 

It’s like… we can go and shame the father, but what’s the point in that? 

But yeah, basically, this isn’t one of the moments where the father was showing a hate for Black people out of the blue. This just feels like a revenge plot disgusted as a lesson. 

Hence why I feel sorrier for Phillip Freeman as he might have been used as a pawn.

All Too Well | Epilogue

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Epilogue

Summary: You and Yoongi shared a loving relationship with one another until you both agreed to end things and pursue your separate careers. But two years later, Yoongi is a member of the ever growing Bangtan Boys, and you are a new makeup artist for their upcoming tour.
Pairing: Yoongi | Reader
Genre: Fluff/Angst/Smut; Idol & Makeup Artist AU
Word Count: 3,840
Author’s Note: And this, my friends, marks the end. 

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Unexpected

Word Count: 1600 ish

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Summary: The reader finds out that she’s pregnant and has to find a way to tell Sam.

Warnings: Unplanned pregnancy. Brief mention of depression (like, literally one sentence). Angst. I think that’s all, but forgive me if it’s not.

A/N: Yes, I know that this is quite a common trope, but I just couldn’t help myself :) Enjoy my rendition of Sam finding out that you’re pregnant!

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It was hard to put into words how you had felt for the past few weeks. Extreme fatigue and nausea had been keeping you sidelined from hunting for too long now. You felt off, almost as if there was something that was completely changed within you.

Of course Sam and Dean picked up on your behavior change. After being their roommates and hunting partners for almost three years now, they were used to your normal and abnormal mannerisms. Dean never vocalized it to you, but he thought you were experiencing side effects of depression. You never ruled that out - after all of the horrors you had seen, you were sure that it was a possibility.

Sam on the other hand, was very vocal about his thoughts that you were physically sick. He had seen you at your rock-bottom worst, and he thought that this time it was different.

The relationship you had with Dean was brotherly. You teased one another, fought one another, but ultimately, loved each other unconditionally. He was family to you.

In contrast to Dean, Sam was not so brotherly. You felt a spark when you were around Sam - you had never felt so loved when Sam was around. The way he would pull you in for an embrace kiss the top of your head was more emotionally charged than just a friend would do.

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anonymous asked:

no no but anakin and padmé meeting for the first time since they were children when he sneaks out of the temple to tag the senate dome and she happens to be vandalizing the offices of a particularly vile fellow senator

Amazing.

At first all Padme sees is the Jedi robes and she thinks she’s about to be arrested. But then the Jedi in question blurts out, “Padme?” and he’s so flustered that he drops his paints, and then Padme drops hers and, well…

A very strange reunion happens. Then they argue briefly about which of their planned tags is more appropriate for the situation, before ultimately deciding that both. Both is good.

The next day the graffiti is all over the news and everyone’s speculating on who could have done it and how the vandal (or vandals?) could possibly have known about Orn Free Taa’s links with the slave trade before the scandal even broke in the press.

Senator Amidala is as shocked as anyone that a fellow senator would be involved in something so vile. Anakin Skywalker, of course, has never been interested in politics and probably doesn’t even know anything happened, since he always sleeps his way through Obi-Wan’s morning news marathon.

The identity of the vandal(s) remains a mystery.

CEO!BTS reaction when you tell them you’re pregnant

(requested by anon: Could I request CEO! BTS reacting to you being pregnant or you wanting to have a baby? 🙈)

warnings: none

You’ve been pregnant for a month now and you think it’s about time to share the happy news with your boyfriend


Yoongi

„I’m gonna be a dad?!“ he said with a huge smile on his face. You nodded with a smile and he leaned forward, letting out a small screech of happiness.


Namjoon

He was taken back but he was so happy. He smiled brightly at you yet he was still in shock, letting the news sink in.


Jin

At first he thought it was a prank so you showed him a picture on your phone where your belly was prominent. A huge smile spread across his lips as he bumped against the sofa in awe.


Jimin

His mouth opened in shock and shortly spread into a smile. He crouched down and covered his face in shock as well as immense happiness.


Hoseok

„Oh my god, seriously?!“ he smiled at you, almost glowing more than usual. „Yes“ you giggled as he continued staring at you with adoration.


Taehyung

As soon as you told him he crouched down and touched your belly. His hand rubbed it softly as he chuckled to himself, making you giggle.


Jungkook

„We-We’re having a baby?“ he asked, visibly shocked. „Yes we are“  he was stiff for the first few minutes but as it sinked in, he literally shined from joy.



xx hiiii im back whoop; hope anon is satisfied p.s. requests are gonna be opened soon hehe xx

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pairing: connor murphy x reader

word count: 2300 

warnings: swearing. so much swearing. death mention a couple times

a/n: does someone wana tell me what this is bc i have absolutely no idea. there should be fluffier and better-written fics coming later this week but i’m really spaced out today and dont know how i feel a bout this even though i worked hard on it for 3 days even though i could barely write it!!! so. yeah. enjoy this trash heap!!1! 


“I think we need to break up.”

His words are quiet, and feel so hollow and unreal, that you have to take a step forward to make sure you heard him right.

“What?” you ask him, holding a hand out to touch his forearm. “Connor, what are you talking about?”

When your fingers touch his skin, he flinches and pulls away; he takes a few steps back. The space between you is just a few feet, but right now, it feels more like a million miles. “Just… don’t make this harder than it has to be, okay?”

“I-I don’t understand,” you stutter. “I… you’re breaking up with me?”

Connor nods. He isn’t even looking at you – his eyes are locked on the ground, on his combat boots, on the scuff marks at the top, curving down the front. You can’t read his face, and you certainly can’t tell what he’s thinking – you’ve become quite good at reading his body language, but he’s standing lazily, almost casually, his long fingers slipped into his pockets and his hair falling in front of his face. The only giveaway that he’s at all nervous is the heaving of his chest. He’s not breathing normally. He’s not breathing right.

“What the fuck?” you demand, taking another step forward. He looks up at you, his eyes flickering from one eye to the other, and shifts back again. He’s not even on the front porch anymore – he’s out the door, down the sidewalk, away from you and your crumbling heart. “Things were going good, Connor. I know you felt that.”

Connor nods. “Yeah. They were.”

And he says nothing else before disappearing.

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Mistakes - Part 1/3

Dean x daughter!reader 

1100 words 

Reader has some unexpected news and when she goes to her dad for help his reaction is less than ideal. 

Warnings- Pregnancy, angry Dean, angst 



You started down at the plastic screen in your hand in shock, how could this have happened. You’ve always been so careful, this shouldn’t have happened, You were only 20 how could you be pregnant. Tears started to well in your eyes as you thought about what this meant, your whole life was going to be flipped around in one way or another, if you kept the baby or not. Things were going to change, but at least you’d have your dad. He was only 17 when he got your mom pregnant, he’d know what to do, he could help.

You dried your tears and cleaned up throwing the test in the trash before making your way to the bunker library, uncle Sam had left on a food run so it was just you and your dad, better now than never you thought.

“Daddy, I’ve got to tell you something.”

You took a deep breath and braced yourself, he would understand you were a young woman who had needs, and it’s not like you weren’t careful but sometimes things happen.

“What’s wrong baby, are you okay?” hearing your voice in this state caught your dad’s attention.

“I need you to not be mad at me, b-because I’m gonna need your help.” you fought back tears again refusing to cry right now in front of your dad.

“y/n, what happened.” now he was really worried, you’ve never acted like this.

“Dad, I-I’m pregnant.” silence. He didn’t say a word for what felt like hours. “Daddy, please-” you tried to break the silence, but he held his hand up to stop your voice.

“How the hell did this happen y/n?” He was so angry, this was the last thing you expected. “W-what do you mean, this just happens sometimes…I- I  didn’t mean for-”

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A Different Perspective

I looked at Rhys and Feyre, a pang of jealousy ran through me. I had experienced a love like that once, if the world would have been kinder, I would be like them. Blissfully happy. But instead the world was cruel and to remind me of such a fact my gaze changed from the happy couple to her son.

“You’re not your normal flirtatious-self tonight, is something bothering you?”

“He looks so much like her,” and because it was Feyre, I wasn’t afraid to admit, “when I look at him, I wish he was mine.”

She followed my gaze and was not the least bit shocked when it fell upon Lucien.

“You told me that she chose and you added that not all were as lucky as I was, what did you mean by that?”

“It saddens me to say, the majority of Prythian has misogynistic views. Even though the Day Court has long recognized the equality between genders, many of the other courts have not. She was his possession, his bride. It would have been an act of war to give her sanctuary, to call her my own. I know Rhys would have been an ally, but in the end she chose to stay. She chose Beron over me.”

It broke my heart when she chose to stay. I would have done anything to keep her safe, to help her find happiness, even if it was not with me.

“I think that is a matter of perspective.”

Of all the responses I expected from Feyre, that was not it. It was very clear to me that she had choose Beron over me. Why else would she have stayed?  But over the years I had become friends with Feyre and I had learned that she always noted things the rest of us could not see. I was unsure if it was her mortal heart or her artist soul that allowed for her to see what others could not.

Curiosity getting the best of me, “Oh, and what is your perspective on this matter.”

“What would have happened if she would have become pregnant during one of your affairs?”

The look on Feyre’s face told me that she knew more of this story then she was letting on, or maybe that artist soul picked up on something the rest of us could not. She was friends with Lucien. The son that she kept closest, the son that was the most like her.

“Beron would have killed the youngling. It would have been against our laws and in-turn I would have declared war on Beron.”

Feyre stood there looking at Lucien, not at all surprised by my declaration. I could tell she was analyzing the history, the tidbits I had given her and maybe tidbits others had given her.

“So maybe she didn’t chose Beron over you. Maybe she chose something else, someone else. Maybe she made the one call that would have been the safest, even if it meant she had to sacrifice her chance at true happiness.”

“What are you saying Feyre?”

“Did you know that the first time I met the Lady of Autumn it was Under the Mountain?  I recognized her right away for who she was. It was easy to spot the similarities between her and Lucien. She helped me, kept me from getting roasted or being the nights entertainment. I’ve never had the chance to ask if Amarantha punished her for her kindness. If that was the reason she did not attend my second trial.”

It had been years ago, but the second trial stuck in my mind. I remembered feeling remorse for Tamlin. If she did not win that trial he would have lost both his best friend and his lover.  Part of me wondered if it would have been easier for him to have lost them both that day, instead of over time. I also noted that my love had not been in attendance of that trail and often wondered if seeing her youngest die would have finally broken her.

“I’ve always wanted to thank her for her kindness, but Beron keeps a pretty tight leash on his family and I have never had the chance to learn from her what I could do to repay that kindness.”

“And what does this have to do with perspective?”

She gave me a warm smile, the smile I am sure Rhys fell in love with, “Look at Lucien, look at the parts that are not her. What do you see?”

I didn’t even look before I responded, “Beron.”

Feyre gave me a look that told me that she knew I did not take her request seriously, “Look again.”

And so I did. The nose was different and oddly familiar. His skin was golden, much darker than his mother’s. And as if on cue Lucien laughed. His smile.

“Holy hell!” I could barely breath, it was taking all my effort to not fall to my knees, “How long have you known?”

“Since the first time I met you.”

She had been shocked by something, I could read it on her face. I remember that night well, because only a few moments later Rhys was also shocked.  I knew they came to a realization about something, but our conversation that night had not been shocking.

“Does he know?”

She shook her head, “Not that I know of, I’ve been waiting for him to use powers he inherited from you to break the news or at least hint at it. Though I could probably get Elain to blurt it out, she owes him one for blurting shocking information.”

I raised a brow at that very specific comment, Feyre chuckled, “Lucien blurted out right after she was made into a High Fae, ‘You’re my mate.’”

I chuckled, “are we sure he is my son?”

Feyre didn’t bother to respond, instead she squeezed my shoulder and walked away.

I have a son, a son with the woman I have loved for centuries. A woman who if she asked me, I would tear the world apart for. Instead she had sacrificed herself, to protect both our son and myself.

How everyone in Miraculous Ladybug turned out to be gay (for Ladybug)

Just thought of this recently, and just really enjoyed the idea of Ladybug becoming a symbol of hope to many subgroups in Paris, and especially to teens and the LGBT+ community.

Like imagine one day LB is chatting to some reporter, and the question of her sexuality comes up (the reporter hoping to get a glimpse of maybe LadyNoir??). What she gets is a shrug and smile as LB says that she finds all genders beautiful and deserving of love; specifically that she is hopelessly in love with people of other genders aside from simply male.

Needless to say, everyone is both shocked and excited by the news of LB being pansexual.

Suddenly LB is a symbol and advocate of the LGBT+ community and she just…rolls with it. She loves being able to speak out about her sexuality, and she’s often encourages others to speak up as well, to not be afraid because love is just love!

And Chat is in the background internally torn about the whole thing as on one hand, God his Lady is so cool and she deserves to be loved by all genders as well. On the other hand he has to contend with more competition. Damn it. But in every interview he fully supports LB, citing that while he may be heterosexual, he still stands up for LGBT+ rights and desires for everyone to be comfortable with their sexuality in society, just like his Lady. (Now Chat’s also a advocate for the LGBT+ community, and often fundraisers and makes speeches alongside LB for the cause)

All this support leads, well, basically to majority of Marinette’s class coming out of the closet.

Everyone knows Alya is bi. Like, super bi. She just excretes bisexuality wherever she goes, especially whenever she talks about her hero crush Ladybug (Marinette’s still can’t stop blushing whenever her best friend rants about Ladybug’s ‘shapely calves’ and how she was 'so gay for the buff babe.’)

Then Rose softly comes out as bi, followed closely by Juleka admitting her status as a lesbian, as well as her relationship with Rose.

Max bluntly states his asexuality, while Nathanael and Sabrina are a bit more hesitant in coming out as gender fluid and lesbian respectively.

Marinette’s equally as hesitant to admit her pansexuality, but she’s fully supported by others around her (which she finds ironic, as just yesterday she made a public speech about safe zones and coming out when the time was right for you, which probably motivated most of her classmates).

During this whole thing Marinette (and most of the class) are expecting Chloe to raise a huge fuss about the whole thing. But when finally prompted by a hesitant Adrien, she simply tosses her head and says 'it would be a crime to keep everyone from admiring my beauty. Besides, it’s clear that I have the easiest shot with Ladybug now that I know she’s interested in girls.’

Cue majority of the class yelling about who would get with Ladybug (as you can’t tell me most of Paris isn’t gay for the superhero duo, like damn), Alya and Chloe being the biggest contenders, and Adrien secretly vowing to up his game as Chat in order to even have a chance with his Lady.

Lust & Errors 02 (AU)

Rated: M

Warnings: Dom themes, marijuana usage, inappropriate step-siblings stuff, very light dubcon.

SummaryStep brother, fuck buddy… They were one and the same now. But what started out as some mindless fucking game, quickly turns into something much more difficult and complex.

Note: If you read all this, you deserve a kookie, forreal. The other BTS members feature in this (briefly) and SHOUTS OUT TO TOP FOR MAKING AN APPEARANCE. Also, to clear things up, I switched the ages around and Jungkook is a year older than the OC, Taehyung and Jimin. The three of them are seniors in high school and Jungkook graduated last year so he don’t go to school with them anymore. OH AND THE FIRST SCENE IS INSPIRED BY BLACK SWAN THE MOVIE. LOL BYE.

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Four days later.

It was a Monday. 

Humiliation washed over you like a fucking Tsunami. Your chest was heavy, palms sweaty, heart pounding, eyes stinging with tears, bottom lip quivering and a lump in your throat that was disabling you from speaking. 

Choi Seunghyun was an esteemed dance director - known all over the country and the day you auditioned and were accepted into his Studio, to say you were thrilled was a complete understatement. He was every bit professional, focused and dedicated to the art of making well-rounded ballerinas like yourself. Yes, he was tough and ruthless and sometimes even cruel when it came to instructing, never really even cracking a smile, just one hundred percent intent on working hard with his students - but that kind of behavior was what crafted good, professional dancers.

However… With your entire year of knowing him and being his student, you never knew he could be this cruel. After all your hard work, endless hours practicing in the studio, basically living, breathing and eating ballet all for the sake of the lead position in the upcoming show - he had the nerve to take it away from you

You were utterly shocked and mortified by the words that had come out of his mouth.

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