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A quick and easy plotting guide

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Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other

Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship

Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other 

I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other

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The Midheaven: How You Will Be Remembered

The Midheaven (MC) is commonly thought to describe one’s career path. Although this is a decent indicator of one’s overall path, it can be hard to relate to a specific career so early in one’s life. So, if you don’t relate to your Midheaven like, “Oh, you have a MC in Aries, so you’re probably going to be a police officer, solider, or athlete" then maybe try thinking of the Midheaven as how you will be remembered or what you are generally associated with. (Always trust your dominant sign to describe you the most- *a post similar to this coming soon)
✨No matter what career you decide, you will be remembered by your peers, co-workers, friends, and family by traits from the sign, aspects*, and planets* bestowed upon your 10th House.✨

♈ Aries MC: will be remembered for their courage, boldness, intimidating/unsettling nature, and/or originality.
(ex. Stephen King, Meryl Streep, Kanye West, Joan of Arc, Bill Gates, Angelina Jolie, Madalyn Murry O'Hair, Pablo Picasso, Rachel Maddow, Will Smith, Franz Kafka, Tyra Banks, Aleister Crowley, Tina Fey, Francisco de Goya, Julia Roberts, Chris Farley, Joseph Goebbels, Marvin Gaye, Iggy Pop, Kate Moss, Alfred Hitchcock, George Wallace, Hank Williams, Ayn Rand, Rob Zombie, Alexandre Dumas, John Steinbeck, Anne Frank, Twiggy, Jack Black, William Blake, Celine Dion, Galileo Galilei, Al Gore, Emmylou Harris, Las Vegas-Nevada, Manhattan-New York)

♉ Taurus MC: will be remembered for their extravagant style or possessions, their values, and/or “diva” attitude.

(ex. Henry VIII, Andy Warhol, Marilyn Monroe, Tina Turner, Pope Francis, Jackie Robinson, Selena Gomez, Drake, Donald Trump, Freddie Mercury, Agatha Christie, Muhammad Ali, Frida Kahlo, O. J. Simpson, Justin Timberlake, Marlene Dietrich, Malala Yousafzai, Christopher Columbus, Michael Bay, Luciano Pavarotti, Nicole Richie, Woody Allen, Marilyn Manson, Maya Angelou, Martin Scorsese, Bernie Madoff, Ringo, Josephine Baker, Andrew Lloyd Webber, Sarah Palin, Josh Groban, Chris Brown, Mary Kate & Ashley Olsen, Norway)

♊ Gemini MC: will be remembered for/through words (writing, phrase, acting, thoughts, speech), their cleverness,
and/or mental/emotional detachment.

(ex. Jean-Jaques Rousseau, Albert Camus, Madonna, J.R.R. Tolkein, Donna Summer, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, Chelsea Handler, Alex Trebek, Kurt Cobain, Julie Andrews, Oscar Wilde, Jay-Z, Richard Nixon, Harriet Beecher Stowe, Tom Hanks, Kris Jenner, Walt Disney, Miss Cleo, Mark Zuckerberg, Steve Jobs, Hugh Hefner, Lizzie Borden, Jane Austen, Charles Dickens, Kathy Bates, Winston Churchill, Melissa Ethridge, Ernest Hemingway, Margaret Mitchell, Paul Simon, Greece, Tokyo-Japan)

♋ Cancer MC: will be remembered for their emotional impact, sensitivity, and/or parental care/control.

(ex. Beyoncé, Matamha Gandhi, John F. Kennedy, Venus Williams, Britney Spears, Arthur Rimbaud, Elizabeth Warren, Denzel Washington, Jeffery Dahmer, Sun Yet-sen, Bob Hope, Stevie Wonder, Anderson Cooper, Cat Stevens, Anna Nicole Smith, Joe Jonas, Rock Hudson, Alice Cooper, Woodrow Wilson, Barbara Walters, T. S. Elliot, Coretta Scott King, Albert Schweitzer, Ted Cruz, Monica Lewinsky, H.P. Lovecraft, Anaïs Nin, Katie Couric, Ralph Waldo Emerson, Carole King, Neil Diamond, Harper Lee, Giacomo Puccini, Sidney Poitier, September 11 attacks, United Kingdom)

♌ Leo MC: will be remembered for their theatrics, arrogance/vanity, power, and/or regality.

(ex. Grace Kelly, Prince, Isaac Newton, Adolf Hitler, Katy Perry, Charlie Chaplin, Aretha Franklin, Sigmund Freud, Jacqueline Onassis-Kennedy, Stanley Kubrick, Courtney Love, Mark Twain, Chaka Khan, Napoleon Bonaparte, Kathy Griffin, Jim Carrey, Alfred Nobel, Eric Clapton, Annie Oakley, Martha Stewart, Divine, Louis Pasteur, Robin Williams, Ludwig Van Beethoven, Chuck Berry, Vladimir Putin, Clint Eastwood, Missy Elliot, Frank Sinatra, Mel B, Edgar Allan Poe, Los Angeles-CA)

♍ Virgo MC: will be remembered for their scandals/controversy, never-ending toil, physicality/health and/or attention to detail.

(ex. Hillary Clinton, Bruce Lee, Kim Kardashian, Ellen DeGeneres, Brad Pitt, Nelson Mandela, Bette Davis, Justin Bieber, Elvis Presley, Erykah Badu, Jimmy Page, Eartha Kitt, Leonardo de Vinci, Bob Marley, Joan Crawford, Margaret Thatcher, Eminem, Friedrich Nietzsche, David Lynch, Chaz Bono, Marlon Brando, Björk, Ozzy Osborne, Emily Brontë, Bernie Sanders, Georgia O'Keeffe, Diana Ross, Kahlil Gibran, Russia, United States)

♎ Libra MC: will be remembered for their inner/outer beauty, adaptability, and/or desire for or appearance of stability.

(ex. Elton John, Jane Goodall, Malcolm X, Coco Channel, Kylie Jenner, Ronald Reagan, Princess Diana, Michelangelo, Oprah Winfrey, Bob Dylan, Winona Ryder, Jimi Hendrix, Mother Teresa, Elizabeth Taylor, Cristiano Ronaldo, Angela Merkel, Tom Brokaw, Alan Watts, Charles Darwin, Brigitte Bardot, Patti Smith, Chuck Norris, Linda Lovelace, Ray Charles, Lionel Messi, Eleanor Roosevelt, Lewis Carroll, Noam Chomsky, Lucille Ball, Venice-Italy)

♏ Scorpio MC: will be remembered for their physical attractiveness, taboo activities/topics, and/or natural talent.

(ex. James Joyce, Billie Holiday, Taylor Swift, Barack Obama, Carrie Fisher, Jim Morrison, Selena, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Queen Elizabeth II, Ariana Grande, Marie Curie, Anthony Hopkins, René Descartes, Nina Simone, Willem Dafoe, Paul Newman, Mariska Hargitay, Thomas Jefferson, Ray Bradbury, Joseph Stalin, Larry King, Duke Ellington, Joan Jett, Buddy Holly, Megan Fox, Johnny Knoxville, Daniel Day-Lewis, Gwen Stefani, Francis Ford Coppola, Sophia Loren, Marcus Aurelius, China)

♐ Sagittarius MC: will be remembered for their joviality​, reckless/wild free spirit, sense of humor, and/or philosophy/spirituality.

(ex. Al Capone, Deepok Chopra, Shia LaBeouf, Audrey Hepburn, Harvey Milk, Johnny Cash, David Bowie, Bettie Page, Pablo Neruda, J. K. Rowling, Christina Aguilera, Michael Jackson, Henry David Thoreau, Adele, Janis Joplin, Maximilien Robespierre​, Ellen Pompeo, Whitney Houston, Paul McCartney, Evel Knievel, Bruno Mars, Jimmy Fallon, Peggy Lipton, Karl Marx, George Takei, Ryan Gosling, Whoopi Goldberg, Vincent Price, Rio de Janeiro-Brazil)

♑ Capricorn MC: will be remembered for their accomplishments/legacy, conquering of odds, and/or persistence.

(ex. Martin Luther King Jr., George Washington, Rihanna, Isadora Duncan, Benjamin Franklin, James Dean, Nikola Tesla, John D. Rockefeller, Serena Williams, Joan Baez, Snoop Dogg, Alexander the Great, Barbara Streisand, Ron Howard, Stevie Nicks, Bette Midler, Joan Rivers, Immanuel Kant, Queen Latifah, Johann Sebastian Bach, Walt Whitman, Che Guevara, Liza Minnelli, Amelia Earhart, Mariah Carey, John Lennon, George Lucas, Donatella Versace, Louis Armstrong, Pakistan)

♒ Aquarius MC: will be remembered for their rebellious nature, involvement in a social organization/group​, and/or unpredictability.

(ex. Miley Cyrus, Tim Burton, Voltaire, Mick Jagger, Carl Sagan, Rita Hayworth, Neil Armstrong, Amy Winehouse, Pamela Anderson, Carlos Santana, Edward Snowden, Leo Tolstoy, Mae West, Orson Welles, Charlie Sheen, Eva Peron, Miles Davis, Bruce Springsteen, Johann Kepler, Suddam Hussein, Ruby Rose, Gerard Way, Helen Mirren, Howard Stern, Arthur Conan Doyle, Mary Shelley, George R. R. Martin, Kristen Stewart, Jean Piaget, Ronda Rousey, Willow Smith, Florida, India)

♓ Pisces MC: will be remembered for their delusional optimism, supernatural success, and/or they are often idolized
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(ex. Vincent Van Gogh, Albert Einstein, Irene Cara, Cher, Salvador Dalí, William Shakespeare, Edie Sedgwick, Fidel Castro, Lady Gaga, Dalai Lama XIV, Steven Spielberg, George Michael, Marie Antoinette, RuPaul, Judy Garland, Michael Phelps, Sally Ride, John Cena, William Faulkner, Victoria Beckham, Lee Harvey Oswald, Douglas Adams, Jean Renoir, Buzz Aldrin, Arnold Schwarzenegger, Farrah Fawcett, Osama bin Laden, Sam Cooke, Michael Jordan, Switzerland, North Korea)

Why you should watch Trial & Error

-it’s Parks & Rec meets courtroom drama
-it’s basically a giant parody of crime docs a la The Staircase
-fairly diverse cast considering it takes place in small town South Carolina
-LGBT representation-especially bisexual
-its funny as hell
-you like the trope of group of co-workers become a family? this is the show for you
-even though it’s sitcom you can treat it how y'all treat dramas and analyze the shit out of it for theories
-josh/carol anne is the love-hate on opposite sides otp I’ve seen in a million fanfics actually on screen
-dwayne/summer is kinda weird and won’t happen but it’s still hilarious to watch and it’s made clear when dwayne is being weird about it too instead of the show treating it as romantic
-the cast is fairly attractive if you’re into that
- not only is the main cast funny as hell-but every supporting and side character is equally hilarious and adds so much to the show
-it’s made clear that the Rich White Man is being offensive when he is
-like father/son dynamics like jake/holt? Oh boy this is your show
-Josh, dwayne, and anne is the golden trio if the golden trio had no idea what they were doing-so it’s just like Harry Potter i guess
-John lithgow is a national treasure

The entire thing is on nbc.com for free and it has great reviews, why aren’t you watching it???

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Co-workers and friends praising the shit out of Jensen <3

huffingtonpost.com
Iowa Republicans Pass Heartless Minimum Wage Rollback
It's the first time that a state has nullified local minimum wage ordinances that have already taken effect.

In an appalling move to keep low-wage workers locked in poverty, the Iowa legislature this week gave final approval to a bill that reverses local minimum wage increases already approved in several counties and bans cities and counties from setting any wage and benefit standards.  It is the first time that a state has nullified local minimum wage ordinances that had already taken effect and forced jurisdictions to lower minimum wage rates that had previously been raised.

For the struggling workers and families harmed so directly by these lawmakers ― these pawns of the rich and of powerful business interests ― it is troubling to realize that there are elected “leaders” who would be so singularly devoted to ensuring that they stayed poor.

This is literally stealing from the poor to give to the rich. This is beyond abhorrent. These representatives need to be voted out.

Tokyo Ghoul Characters in a Nutshell
  • Kaneki: *sobs* SWEET LITTLE CINNAMON ROLL DID NOTHING WRONG HE DESERVED SO MUCH BETTER
  • Touka: Cute/pretty/clever/EVIL TSUNDERE/hard worker/family oriented
  • Juuzou: Cute cinnamon roll that could kill you
  • Hinami: *adorably eats human corpse*
  • Ayato: Father complex
  • Hide: refer to Kaneki
  • Takizawa: refer to Hide
  • Tsukiyama: *has orgasm in French*

Abled person: *Says/does something ableist*

Disabled person: You said/did something ableist *tries to give a better way to say/do it- but are interrupted*

Abled person: Impossible!! I have a (co-worker/pet/partner/family/etc.) who has (insert disability)!

___

Dude, my pal, even my hearing mother- who is a great smart person-does Ableist things, even my siblings, who intend the best. (Heck even I-a deaf person with disabling chronic pain do this too! I try to not do the same thing again though.) You might be doing ableist things without realizing it. We’d appreciate it if you would listen to what we have to say and fix your ways, not tell us how to feel when you clearly don’t understand a thing about our experiences.

I fucking love 13 reasons why because
1. the amazing diverse cast
2. non-stereotypical lgbt people and poc
3. you’re gay so what
4. loving parents but also the popular jock has a shitty home situation
5. the rich white boy is the (kind of) villain
6. clay is super awkward but in touch with his emotions and not this stupid shit where boys have to man up
7. his mom is the hard worker in the family
8. realistic depictions of a girl having depression
9. realistic depictions of high school events
10. they dont shy away from hard topics which a lot of productions do
11. they don’t sugarcoat the events that happen
12. especially the last scene of hannah where they didn’t want to show it as something worthwhile because its not
13. a good show about a suicide and it’s effects on the people around

In Indiana, Vice President Pence’s hometown has one of the top concentrations of skilled immigrant workers in the country. In Columbus, Ind., manufacturers and residents depend on open borders to move both products and people, but continued uncertainty over the Trump administration’s immigration policies is leading to some anxiety there.

The first thing to know about Columbus, about 45 miles south of Indianapolis, is that it’s a company town — the headquarters of Cummins, a big global engine-maker. Its local staff represents a fifth of the Bartholomew County’s entire labor force.

The second thing to know is that this town has the lowest unemployment rate in Indiana. Columbus Area Chamber of Commerce president Cindy Frey that says when jobs do come open, there are only three options:

“You can develop talent, you can import workers, or you can export jobs,” Frey says. “And we’re not ready to export jobs.”

Developing talent takes time, so for now, Frey says this city is competing for job applicants worldwide. That means Columbus is trying its best to be welcoming for thousands of skilled foreign workers and their families, like Dalia Mohamed’s.

Immigration Executive Order Causes Anxiety In VP Mike Pence’s Hometown

Photo: Annie Ropeik/Indiana Public Broadcasting
Caption: Dalia Mohamed says she doesn’t go out much since President Donald Trump’s inauguration because of harassment she says her friends have experienced.

Co Workers (Part Five)

A/N: I’m going to go ahead and say this now. If you are or have been a victim of domestic violence, please please please know that it is not your fault. No matter what you did/said. It is never okay for your significant other to put their hands on you in a violent way. And if you need to talk please don’t hesitate to message me.

WARNINGS: Some domestic violence, (nothing too horrible i.e. no hitting), and some swearing.

pairing: Misha x Reader

Word Count: 2.4k

Catch up! Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four,

Originally posted by huntintrip


Misha stepped out of the trailer, his pants were done back up, but the buckle was still undone and his shirt was still unbuttoned.

“Uh-nice you two..” You both turned to see Jared standing there. You threw your hand to your forehead and ran it down your face. You had just been caught cheating by your boyfriend and Jared freaking Padalecki witnessed it.

“We were um-rehearsing.” Misha piped up. You turned around and pushed passed Misha, slamming your trailer door and locking it.

You were fucked.


You immediately grabbed your phone and texted Andrew.

Y/N: Andrew, I can explain. I can’t leave work right now but please, let me explain.

You grabbed your bra and shirt, put them back on and made your way to hair and makeup. The whole way there you were hoping that no one else was in there. You just wanted to finish this awful day. The hair and makeup girls were happy to see you, you got along really well with them, they noticed the conflicted look on your face but didn’t ask you about it, which was just what you needed.

After you were done getting your face painted for filming, you made your way to wardrobe, got dressed, and bolted back to your trailer. You didn’t want to see anyone. You sat down in the recliner you were in earlier and went over your script again, the images of Misha laying over you and Andrew walking in, replaying in your head. When you’d read the script for what seemed like the thousandth time, you sat it down, and laid your head back on the chair.

You had cheated on your boyfriend of five years, and you felt awful. You didn’t know what came over you every time you were near Misha, it was obvious that telling yourself, that the two of you were just friends wasn’t working. He was constantly on your mind, even when you were talking to Andrew. You couldn’t have feelings for Misha, it wasn’t right, he was your co worker. Not to mention, things could get messy if you were to have a relationship with him and then it ended. This is just physical, it’s just physical urges, you told yourself.


Filming was rough. You had to redo the sex scene at least four times. It was obvious that neither of you could focus. And Misha’s hard on just got harder every time you had to straddle him. You’d be lying if you said that it wasn’t also affecting you in a not so work place friendly way.

When you finally got through the scene, you finished the rest of the filming you had with no fuck ups. You had to get home and talk to Andrew.You had no clue what to say to him, but you had to say something. When the day was finally over, it was already passed nine o’clock. You went to your car and drove home as fast as you possibly could, still dressed as Blair; wardrobe would surely scold you for in the morning, even though there’s at least fifteen other outfits that look exactly the same in the wardrobe trailer.

You called Andrew, he didn’t answer, so you left him a voicemail begging him to come to your apartment so that you could talk, as you poured yourself a glass of wine.

Twenty minutes later, you had changed into your sweatpants and tank top, and someone knocked on the door, you were relieved to see that it was Andrew. You opened the door and stepped to the side so that he could come in. You quietly shut the door behind him, avoiding eye contact as you opened your mouth to speak, only for him to speak first.

“I hope that it’s obvious we’re through.” He spat out. You’d never heard him so angry.

“Andrew, I-”

“How long.” It was more of a statement than a question.

“What you saw was the farthest it’s gone..” you spoke softly, your head hanging down. The weight of the guilt and shame you had been carrying around with you becoming too much for you to handle, but you knew that you deserved it.

“How many times?” He was beginning to control his temper a bit, or so it seemed.

“Just twice, once here and then back in my trailer.” Tears were falling freely down your face, when a sudden jolt made your head shoot up. Andrew had pinned you against the wall, hard, his arm across your the base of your neck, your own panic causing you to lose your breath. This was not a situation you thought you’d be finding yourself in today, especially not with Andrew.

“I love you, you know.” His voice was rough, violent. “I’ve loved you for almost, almost six years now. You were my everything, Y/N.”

You were begging him, trying to choke back sobs, “A-andrew please, please, l-let g-go. This i-isn’t you.” He took a look at what he was doing and backed away. You fell to the floor and your hands flew to your throat. There would be a bruise there later.

“We’re through, don’t ever contact me again.” He said as he left your apartment. You were left on the floor crying, your sobs loud enough for your neighbors to hear. You got up and began drinking as much wine as you could, thinking it would calm you down, make you numb. You looked up from your kitchen island and looked straight at that picture of downtown LA that you had on your wall. You marched over it, and flung it across your apartment, the picture frame smashing against a wall in your living room. As soon as you were through with your fist bottle of wine, you grabbed a second one, not caring that you could barely stand up as is. You opened the bottle and went to sit down on the floor in your living room. Taking chugs from the bottle as you picked up your phone and called Misha. He answered on the first ring.

“Hello?”

“This-is is all your fault” You slurred out.

“What? Y/N? Are you drunk? Where are you?”

“Don’t matter does-s it.” You don’t know why you called him, you weren’t thinking clearly.

“Are you at home? I’m on my way downstairs.” He sounded panicked but it didn’t register. He hung up but you were still holding the phone to your ear, as you were drinking down even more wine.

You apartment door opened and Misha rushed in, seeing you on the floor, seeing the smashed picture on the wall across the room. He seemed relieved that you were at home, but still worried. He rushed to you.

“Come on, let’s get you into a cold shower and then-” He stopped mid sentence as he spotted the bruise on your neck that had already began to form. Anger evident on his face. “Y/N, what happened.”

You looked up at him and smiled, “S’ jus’ a lil’ bruise. Not big deal.” When Misha went to grab onto your arm to help you up, you flinched in pain, Andrew must have had a hold on your arm too. Before Misha could get you completely up off of the floor, you leaned over and all of the wine you had drank within the last hour came back up all over Misha and the floor.

He sat you back down, slipped off his shoes and pants, leaving him in just his boxers and a t-shirt. “Why you gettin’ naked?” You slurred out

“So I can get you into the shower without tracking this puke all over the place baby girl.” He said calmly. He then put an arm under your knees, the other behind your back and lifted you up, making his way to your bathroom, he sat you down on the bathroom floor and lifted your chin up with his hand, “Bath or shower?” He asked.

You just lifted a flimsy arm and pointed at your shower head, you were starting to feel like you were sobering up a bit after puking, but you didn’t want to talk. You felt defeated.

Misha started the shower, feeling the water to make sure that it wasn’t ice cold, but not too hot either. He leaned back down next to you and helped you undress. You weren’t wearing a bra or panties since you were just in your night clothes. He helped you into the tub and you sat down, letting the shower stream wash over you.

“I’ll be right back, baby girl.” He kissed you on the forehead, not worried about getting wet, and he left. He came back a few minutes later in clean pyjamas, with clean pyjamas for you, a glass of water, and some aspirin. He shut the water off and grabbed a towel, you had managed to wash up some yourself. He helped you up and helped dry you off, you sat on the edge of your tub to get dressed. He handed you the pills and water, encouraging you to drink the whole glass. You were feeling a lot better now, and you just wanted to go to sleep.

Misha picked you up once more and carried you into your bedroom. He laid you down gently and covered you up.

“I’ll talk to you in the morning okay?” He said as he kissed your forehead and reached up to shut off the lamp on your nightstand.

“Misha,” You said, leaning up on one arm to look at him, “Stay.”  

He didn’t say anything as he went around to the other side of your bed and climbed in, you turned around and scooted towards him, his arm reaching out for you so that he could pull you in close. You rested your head on his chest and let the sound of his heartbeat lull you to sleep.


You woke up the next morning to an empty bed. You sat up and looked around, the aspirin from the night before completely worn off. You noticed a glass of water and two more aspirin sitting on your nightstand. You took them, and got out of bed. You noticed that your breath smelled like puke, and you remembered everything that happened last night.

Tears stung your eyes as you thought about what Andrew had done to you. You made your way to the bathroom and looked at your neck, there was a big purple bruise where his arm had pressed into you, along with a bruise on your arm where you hadn’t noticed he grabbed you. The bathroom door was slightly open, and you saw Misha push it open a bit more so that he could see you.

“I made you breakfast,” his voice was filled with concern, “why don’t you come eat, we can talk.” You nodded your head and let him guide you into your kitchen, the mess you had made last night cleaned up.

“You didn’t have to do all this, Mish.” He was really too sweet.

“I know, but I wanted to.” He pushed a strand of hair behind your ear and motioned for you to sit down.

Misha had made you homemade waffles, scrambled eggs, and bacon. As he poured you a cup of coffee he finally asked you what you’d hoped you could avoid.

“So, are you gonna tell me about those bruises?” he slid you the cup of coffee.

“I-uh, Andrew-um..” you couldn’t finished your sentence before you started sobbing. Misha walked over to you and held you as you sat in your chair.

“If that, that bastard,” his voice began to shake, “ever comes near you again, I’ll kill him.”

“It was my own fault Mish, I cheated on him.”

He pulled back and cupped your face in his hands to make you look at him; you leaned into his touch. You loved how gentle he was.

“Y/N, I want you to listen to me very carefully.” His voice was soft, but stern, “This, was not your fault. There is no excuse for absolutely anyone, to do that to you. No matter what you did.”

Tears were running down your face again. You hated how emotional everything was making  you. You hardly ever cried. Misha pulled you back in to hold you once more, your heart was aching, but at the same time you couldn’t explain how Misha made you feel. He brought his hand up to run his fingers through your hair, chills ran down your spine. It was almost as if a light bulb had went off your head, you pulled back and looked up at Misha.

“Misha, I-”

You were interrupted by the sound of Misha’s phone ringing, he ran his thumb across your cheek before he answered it. You turned to your plate of food, hunger taking over you all of a sudden; you realized you only ate once yesterday. You shoved some eggs in your mouth while you reached for the syrup while Misha talked on the phone.

“Well, apparently we missed our flight.” Misha said, you looked at him, confused. “The LA convention. It starts today.”

“I didn’t even know I was going to any of the conventions.” You said, your mouth still full of eggs.

“Y/N, of course you’re going. They’re a blast and you’re a part of the Supernatural family.” He said with a smile on his face.

You finished chewing and added in, “Yeah, and Andrew lives there, he probably flew back last night, or he probably will this morning.”

“Is there a chance he’ll be there?” Misha tensed up.

“I don’t know, he told me to never contact him again, so, I doubt it.” You said nervously.

“Well, I’ll be there, by your side the entire time.” He placed a hand on your back, “Finish eating and pack your bags. I’ll drive us to the airport.”

Misha made his way out of the apartment and left you alone with your food and your thoughts. You were worried that Andrew might show up and try something; but Misha was right. You were part of the Supernatural family after all. You knew that everyone else would be by your side as well, along with Misha.

You finished eating and went to pack your bags. This weekend was going to be an interesting one.


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It’s 9:55pm on a Tuesday night

A group of 10 teenage girls come into the restaurant.

“What time do you guys close?”

I say, “We close at 10:00pm”

She replies, “table for ten please”

A little frustrated (because I’m not a fucking hostess/server) I seat them and inform them that a server will be with them shortly.
I have to go to the back and retrieve a server who just got her tips from the day and is packing up to go home.

“_____, we have a table of ten for you..”

She started to cry because she had been there since we OPENED that morning and hadn’t seen her babies that day.

Obviously she’s angry too, and it shows.
But she’s still attentive to the young ladies.

They don’t get up from the table until almost 11:00 and come to the front to pay.

“Our server was a bitch”
“Our server was mean”
“Our server didn’t like us”

“Your server just wanted to go home an hour ago,” I say.

“It’s her job, she’s getting paid, so what?”

I let them know that she’s worked hard today and wanted to be able to see her kids before her husband tucks them in bed.

They pay, leave no tip for her, and leave the building.

The moral of the story is that it’s not “cute” or “cool” to go to restaurants late at night right before they close.
Workers want to go home.
Workers want to see their families.
Workers want to get sleep so they can do it all over again tomorrow.

It doesn’t matter if you’re rude or polite.

When we say that we close at 10:00pm, we would really like to ACTUALLY close at 10:00pm. And even if you leave RIGHT AT closing, that server still has to clean up after you.
Make sure the table is clean, make sure the floor is clean, make sure the dishes are clean and put away, make sure they have their tips, and get a manager to walk them to their car.

We don’t care about your $3 tip.
We want to go home.

Chicago Police open fire on striking steel workers and their families killing 10 and wounding around 100. Anarchist Dorothy Day, who was present at the March and massacre, is quoted “On Memorial Day, May 30, 1937, police opened fire on a parade of striking steel workers and their families at the gate of the Republic Steel Company, in South Chicago. Fifty people were shot, of whom 10 later died; 100 others were beaten with clubs.”

Spirit Companionship Vs Spirit Work

Disclaimer: These are my opinions, terms can be and are used interchangeably or in conjunction with one another. These are my personal definitions.

Despite this, there is a different between a Spirit Worker and a Spirit Companion. Some may regard themselves as both, and others only one or the other. But when it comes down to it, what are they?

Spirit Companion - Somebody who practices companionship. Has a buddy who is usually bound to a vessel & purchased from a shop. Tends to stick to the funner or easier sides of spirituality, but not always. Usually has a set Spirit Family.

Spirit Worker - Somebody who seeks out or is sought out by unbound spirits for a specific purpose. May have a few spirits that consistently stick around, but others come and go. Often astral travels to get work done. May do more serious work than a Spirit Companion.

I personally, regard myself as a spirit worker, rather than a companion. It’s up to preference and like I said, terms can be used interchangeably and these are my own personal definitions.

anonymous asked:

Hey! Just wanted to ask what exactly the problem is with these genetic testing laws. Like I know it's definitely related to eugenics somehow and that's horrible but what are the concrete implications??

I mean… there’s a reason why we have laws in place to keep this kind of testing from being allowed. It will be taking away protections under The Americans with Disabilities Act and the Genetic Information Nondiscrimination Act. These protections mean that employers can’t use genetic information to hire, fire, or promote an employee, they can’t even require genetic testing, and health insurers can’t require genetic tests either or use results of genetic tests to deny coverage.

This is an opportunity to expose employees privacy that could easily result in outright discrimination. It will result in discrimination. Here’s a response from the American Society of Human Genetics: 

“A key component of ADA and GINA is that they prevent workers and their families from being coerced into sharing sensitive medical or genetic information with their employer. For GINA, genetic information encompasses not only employees’ genetic test results but also their family medical histories. H.R.1313 would effectively repeal these protections by allowing employers to ask employees invasive questions about their and their families’ health, including genetic tests they, their spouses, and their children may have undergone. GINA’s requirement that employees’ genetic information collected through a workplace wellness program only be shared with health care professionals would no longer apply.” 

To make this all worse, employers will be able to demand that their employees undergo genetic testing and health screenings and then severely punish them if they refuse. Declining could lead to health insurance payments to be raised by 30 percent - which would be thousand of dollars for your average worker. And if your employer has a wellness program but doesn’t sponsor health insurance, they would be allowed to dock the paychecks of workers who don’t participate. This is outright coercion and completely vile. 

I guess I’d suggest reading the links I provided in the initial article to get a better understanding, or even the bill itself - it’s relatively short. 

Show Your Support For Wynonna Earp

As the countdown begins for Season 2 of Wynonna Earp, there is still so much to do. We have to make sure we don’t let up on making our voices heard. We have to show our support of the show in any way we can. We have make sure that we show them we want a Season 3 and beyond.

So start pulling your friends, family, co-workers, and even strangers to watch the show (now available on Netflix). Following the show, the cast and crew, fan pages, and the network on social media platforms helps tremendously. Write letters and messages about why this show is important to you. These are only a handful of ways you can show your support for the show. If you’re not sure how to go about this, reach out to fellow fans/Earpers who be more than glad to help you out.

Let’s get this done.

I miss her Part [4/...]

Originally posted by caps-bucky

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader
Words: 951
Warning: none. Just a cute old Bucky coming up!

Summary: Bucky and [Y/N] found themselves in the 21st century, the only problem - [Y/N] doesn’t know that Bucky is still alive and that he tries to find a way to get back into her life.

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I know that Bucky speaks Romanian in the movie but I didn’t want to use google translate for it…but maybe someone of my readers can help me out!


He started the day like all the others since he moved away from America. Really early in the morning, he would stand up and take a shower before he would make himself some breakfast when he had enough at home to make some.

Romania was a place where no one would suspect Bucky to be, at least he thought so. But he didn’t know about Tony and his smart computer system Friday which gave [Y/N] enough locations to look for Bucky. She got Odessa in America, Bogota in Colombia and Bucharest in Romania. [Y/N] hoped that maybe she could find Bucky somewhere near the cities.

Today was market day, so he decided to visit the busy streets of Romania even if it made him some kind of uncomfortable. Still he overcame his fear and went to the market.

“Do you want some of these?” the seller pointed to the plums that where laying out in the little booth in front of the former soldier. He looked up to the seller and nodded shortly “Yes, I take…six of them, please”

The seller took one of the plastic bags and put the few plums in it after Bucky gave him his money and waved good-bye with a short smile.

Walking down the busy streets of Romania, he often noticed some police cars racing down the street. Every time it happened he held his breath for a few seconds before the car passed away. It was an old reflex which he could never get rid off. Sighing, the former Winter Soldier walked through the people that were also visiting the market.

Living in Romania was not the best option, but for Bucky it was enough. Here, no one gave him a second look or even recognized him once. He knew that he would be safe here. But still he missed America. It was his home and the home of the person Bucky missed the most.

After watching [Y/N] for almost five months, Bucky decided to leave her and her new founded life behind because he thought her life would be better without him in it. Oh, if he only knew…

Suddenly he heard a voice calling out which brought him out of his thoughts “Be careful!”
He stopped and saw a woman right on the other side of the street. Her gaze was fixed on Bucky which made him a little bit uncomfortable. Before Bucky could say anything to her, he noticed a little boy right next to him.

He was holding a teddy bear in his right hand and a little plastic bag in the other. Desperate, the little boy looked for a way to cross the street without getting hit by the cars that were racing down the streets. For a short moment, his gaze went up to Bucky who gave him a smile before he called out to the boy’s mother “Wait over there!”
Smiling, the soldier knelt in front of the little boy “Is that your mother over there?”

The little boy was a bit shy and hold onto his teddy a little bit more before he gave him a quick nod.

“My name is James. Do you wanna tell me your name?” he smiled at the little boy before he got the courage and gave him a small smile “I’m Relu…”
“Relu..that’s a great name. You have to help me. I want to bring you and your little friend over here” he pointed to his teddy bear which he held tight “to your mother. You have to hold my hand, so I won’t lose you” Bucky winked at him.

Now Relu was more confident than before and gave him bright smile before he took Bucky’s hand without even asking why he wore a glove because it was mid-summer season. Smiling, Bucky gave his little hand a light squeeze before he looked out to see when it would be the best time to cross the street.

Only a few seconds later, James pulled him with him over the street to Relu’s mother who took her son in her arms. Softly she kissed his head and smiled at Bucky before she set Relu down and thanked him “Thank you so much. It’s very dangerous to cross these streets alone. I thought he was right behind me”

“No problem, ma'am. I like to help whenever I can” Bucky smiled at her and winked at Relu who hold onto his mother’s hand before he giggled.

“Don’t you wanna thank him for helping you over the street?” the mother smiled at her little boy as Relu gave Bucky a kind smile “Thank you, James”

So they said good-bye and left for their home just like Bucky did. He smiled to himself and made his way back to his little apartment which was not that far away from the center of the city. The district where he lived was not the best place to live but it didn’t matter. He was happy that he got the flat without much effort. The little skyscraper was full of little families and workers who couldn’t afford that much.

Walking up the stairs, he thought about his old apartment in Brooklyn in the 40s. He had lived there together with his little sister Rebecca who was five years younger than him. They stayed together until Bucky left for war. But it also made him sad that his sister and the rest of his family was already dead.

He fished the keys from his pockets and opened the front door.

But he froze mid-way in the apartment when he saw [Y/N] sitting on the mattress on the ground.

Their gazes met instantly when she gave him a weak smile “Hey…”

Part 5


Aaaaand another part is done! I hope more of you will read this and give me good feedback! I love you all! <3

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