young reporter

I hate when people excuse ignorance because the person is young. I’m not talking about like…teenagers. I’m talking about people who are my peers, young 20 somethings.

I don’t caaaaaare if a racist or a homophobe is “only 2X”. ME TOO! AND?????? That’s bullshit because yeah, a few bigots change with age but most of them just turn into racist middle aged bigots, excused because ‘that’s what they were taught growing up’ and then old bigots and excused because 'they’re from a different time’.

If more 20 something year old bigots got told tf off or swung on instead of coddled, maybe they’d learn their damn lesson.


[Young auror, mixed Minority Report]

It was the first day Percival Graves worked at MACUSA, as an intern.

It was the first time Gellert Grindelwald came to USA.

Gellert was arrested on suspicion of smuggling, when he saw Percival, he could not resist the temptation from this young auror, although Percival mean mugged him all the time. Gellert thought he was fall in love…

And then entanglements with him for 20 years.

My terrible English ORZ


Hump Day Irish Hunk

Two More Days And Counting Down To The Feast Of St. Patrick!

Feast Your Eyes On This Irish Lad!

Truly Dazzling!

Woof, Baby!

y’all, if you don’t have permission to- do not repost someone’s fanfic elsewhere. (i.e. wattpad, when the original work was on ao3.)

I’m honestly so disgusted. I write for free, and for fun. I share my fics because i think it’s a fun way to contribute to fandom and to make friends. However, to see something I worked months on just reposted without my knowledge? The fact that I found out through a fucking google search?

 “All credit to the author” is a slap in the face. 

I’m not unreasonable, i’d let someone share my story so long as permission was asked, where my original fic was post was linked to, and all.

Please, do not share things without permission.

You shouldn’t repost art without the artist’s explicit, you shouldn’t repost fic without the author’s explicit permission. It’s not fair to them. 

TL;DR: don’t repost people’s stuff if you don’t have permission.

Memos in the Citadel (18/?)

 To: All Kingsglaive
From: Libertus Ostium
Subject: Never again

Guys, I have seen things I never wanted to see.
I am scarred, scared and I’m never going back into the Citadel again.

Keep reading

Supercorp: Dating

It occurs to Kara that this has been going on for a while, these lunches and dinners and coffees.  Not that she minds at all it’s just that it’s become so routine almost for them.  Jess no longer stops her at the door, Gary the security guy helps her at the door sometimes when she doesn’t haven’t an extra hand, Lena is always waiting for her.  It’s almost like they’re…..

“Are we dating?” asks Kara.  Lena looks up from her chicken lo mien with a bemused smile.  

“You can’t ask me that” says Lena pointing her fork at Kara.  

“Why not” pouts Kara, genuinely puzzled.  

“Because it assumes I know the answer.  Do these feel like dates to me?  Sure, but if they don’t to you, that’s fine.”  

It isn’t entirely, part of Lena would be crushed seeing as how she’s begun to fall for the young reporter, but she’d rather not lose this closeness and would keep it, no matter what form it came in.  

“So how long have we been dating?” asks Kara with a shy smile.


Supercorp au: Lex gives Kara the shovel talk after hearing endlessly from his sister about the young reporter. While telling her his empty threats of “if you break Lee’s heart, so help me god,” Kara confess that she loves her. 

PSA: Help report and block these accounts as they are the ones cyber-bullying Do Young

(photo taken from @nctdojae) 
Guys, help out report these accounts!!! Report > Abusive & Harmful > Targeted Harrasment > Block! Stop cyberbullying!

Links to the accounts:
@7cityS2@anjdy0@nnncccttt127@why_127_7@Dockgeguri @Boomingsystem1@only1277@ninggimifuck@wooriCITY_127 @NCTDOYOUNGOUT
If u notice, they all have the egg/egg with the nct pattern as their twitter display pic, and they all follow each other. ISTG these “FANS” are so immature please help us stop them. Let’s do this for Doyoung.

Can we please abandon the glorification/use of “Old Soul” as a character trait for young people??

• Ok as someone who has been called an “old soul” repeatedly since childhood, just hear me out. Being quiet/introspective/introverted/wisdom-seeking is great! BUT!
• It’s really important to participate in the realities of your generation, especially in tumultuous times like these, and to do that, connecting with people your age is truly vital.
YOUNG PEOPLE ARE AMAZING. Honestly once a kid talked to me non-stop for 45 minutes about a specific type of dragon he did a report on, young souls are full of fantastic creatures and magic and grass-stains and exclamation points.
• The aforementioned “old soul” traits don’t place you on a different level of intellect/understanding than anyone else, and to assume that they do limits your ability to learn from others, especially “young souls” who are deemed silly or naive.
• You will have plenty of time to be an “old soul” when you are old. Let yourself be young, let yourself grow and listen and make mistakes and grow some more.
In conclusion, this isn’t an attack on the term itself, or the traits it encompasses, but the idea that being an “old soul” sets you above and apart from others your age. Just never assume that you can ever stop learning and listening and re-opening your eyes even after you thought you were wide awake, ok? Even when your body and soul are 120 years old.

Originally posted by beardedchrisevans

“I would like to ask you if you can tell us something wild, funny that happened while shooting,” a young reporter asked Chris and he was more than happy to answer the question. 
“You know,” he took a deep breath, “at first I wanted to keep this as a secret, but I think even my friends need to know this,” and his eyes went from the audience to (Y/N). He winked at her and some of the people started to laugh. “Most of you would have thought that (Y/N) is an innocent woman who wouldn’t do anything stupid and wild. However, while shooting the movie, the two of us had the best time ever while the rest here were sleeping, working or spending time with their families.” 
“Chris!” you whined and hid your face into the palms of your hands. “I’m going to kill you. You promised!” 
“What’s happening?” Anthony looked at the both of you. 
“She likes to party - a lot! She can be crazy and wild and she had the craziest ideas that made me laugh. So many great memories.” 
“Why didn’t you invite me and Sebastian?” Anthony whined and the rest of the crew was looking at you now. “Is this true?”
“Uh, no?” you lied, but that didn’t work. “Yes, I sometimes like to party, get drunk. So what? You should have seen him! I had to take him back to the hotel and believe me, carrying a man this big is not easy,” you gave him a victorious grin. “Next time, I’m going to record how you sang Call Me Maybe.” 


Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo

Rating: ★★★★★


Ketterdam: a bustling hub of international trade where anything can be had for the right price—and no one knows that better than criminal prodigy Kaz Brekker. Kaz is offered a chance at a deadly heist that could make him rich beyond his wildest dreams. But he can’t pull it off alone…

A convict with a thirst for revenge.

A sharpshooter who can’t walk away from a wager.

A runaway with a privileged past.

A spy known as the Wraith.

A Heartrender using her magic to survive the slums.

A thief with a gift for unlikely escapes.

Kaz’s crew are the only ones who might stand between the world and destruction—if they don’t kill each other first


This book was such a heist, and I loved every last bit of it. The first chapter is a bit confusing and slow but after that it just takes off. Imagine this: Pirates of the Caribbean mixed with Mission Impossible mixed with some mafia movie. Sounds awesome, right? I loved the plot and all the plot twists but most of all the characters. Our main characters are the six crows: six criminals who band together to pull of an impossible heist. The perspective shifts between them, so you really get to know all of them very well. They are all amazing, but in very different ways. One is clever and scheming, one is funny and adorable, one is sassy etc. They complete each other perfectly, and have some of the best banter I’ve ever read. I would probably read a book where they go shopping for groceries, just as long as I get to read more with them. I loved the relationships they build during the novel, and even though you might not like them all when they are introduced I guarantee you that you will have fallen in love at the end of the book.

Six of Crows takes place in the same world as the Grisha trilogy (my reviews for parts one, two and three can be found here). That being said, you don’t have to have read that trilogyto read this book, since they do explain quite a bit about the world in Six of Crows. However, it would probably be helpful, seeing as this is a pretty intricate and complicated world. It’s a high fantasy world with several different countries. This is a world were some people have special powers, to manipulate elements, materials, or the human body. These people are called Grisha, and they have very different roles in the different countries. Some countries like Ravka (where the Grisha trilogy takes place) value the Grisha and their powers highly, while others (Fjerda and Shu Han) despise them and hunt them down. As you can see, there are a lot of new words and concepts in this world, so it takes some getting used to. My favourite part about this world however is the likenesses and the parallels drawn to our world, which doesn’t happen very often in high fantasy. Ravka reminds me of Russia, Shu Han is China, Fjerda is Sweden (my homeland), Ketterdam is very reminiscent of Amsterdam, the Wandering Isle is Ireland. Novyi Zem is the only one I haven’t quite figured out yet, as we haven’t seen very much about that country. I especially appreciate the similarities between Fjerda and Sweden. The Fjerdan language is sometimes quite similar to my native language, and a lot of things (like semla and brännvin) do exist.

Okay, so now that I’ve thoroughly confused anyone who hasn’t read either Six of Crows of the Grisha trilogy, there is only left to urge you to read any or both of them. They are both freaking fantastic, and real page turners. If you want to lose yourself in a new and intricate world, these are the books for you. Six of Crows has an enormous amount of action, brilliant characters who you will love and a breathtakingly thrilling plot, stuffed to the brim with twists and turns that will take your breath away. Please go read it, as soon as possible! As you can probably tell from my gushing, I’ve completely fallen in love. Someone tell me there will be a sequel?

No mourners, no funerals.

//Love from L

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Heartless by Marissa Meyer 

Rating: ★★★☆☆ 


Catherine may be one of the most desired girls in Wonderland and a favorite of the unmarried King of Hearts, but her interests lie elsewhere. A talented baker, she wants to open a shop and create delectable pastries. But for her mother, such a goal is unthinkable for a woman who could be a queen.

At a royal ball where Cath is expected to receive the King’s marriage proposal, she meets handsome and mysterious Jest. For the first time, she feels the pull of true attraction. At the risk of offending the King and infuriating her parents, she and Jest enter into a secret courtship.

Cath is determined to choose her own destiny. But in a land thriving with magic, madness, and monsters, fate has other plans.

(from Goodreads)


As you may guess from the title and the cover, this book is based on Lewis Carroll’s Alice in Wonderland. However, the story takes place long before Alice fell down the rabbit hole. This is the story of the girl who would one day become the Queen of Hearts. Writing that feels a bit like I’m giving away a spoiler, but it’s very hard not to know what will eventually happen in the end of a prequel like this one. In my opinion, that does put a bit of a damper on the plot twists. It’s hard to be surprised when you already know how the story ends.

The main character in this novel is Cath, a lady in the kingdom of Hearts. When I started reading I had real trouble separating her from the version of the Queen of Hearts I was familiar with – Helena Bonham Carter shrieking “Off with his head!!” in Tim Burton’s film about Alice. But the character of Cath is very, very different. In this book, we see her journey towards becoming that Queen of Hearts that most people are familiar with. This is the story of how and why a villain becomes a villain.

Other well-known characters such as the Hatter, the White Rabbit and Cheshire feature in this book, as well as tons of minor characters from Lewis Carroll’s world. However, some new additions have been made, such as Jest – the new court Joker, master of impossibility and mystery. The slow-burning forbidden love story that develops between him and Cath is what really makes this story move forward. Without it, the plot might easily have gotten lost in all the whimsy of Wonderland.

Marissa Meyer has previously written one of my favourite series of all time – The Lunar Chronicles. I had very high expectations when I picked up her new book, and truth be told I was a bit disappointed. Heartless did not draw me into the world and the characters in the same way that Cinder did. There I was hooked from the first page, and in this one I was barely hooked at all. I suppose I made a fatal reading error when I hyped this book up so much in my head beforehand. It really shouldn’t be compared to Meyer’s other books, as this one stands on its own. I think a lot of it had to do with the characters – I kept seeing Cath as the crazy Queen of Hearts I knew, and had trouble latching on to her. She did not strike me to be as much of a hero as Cinder.

I would still recommend this book as a fun stand-alone fantasy (those don’t come along very often, now do they?), especially if you go into it with an open mind and no preconceived expectations. I would especially recommend it to fans of Alice in Wonderland, preferably to those who are familiar with the world from both Alice in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass, as they both feature in this book. I myself had only read the first one, and was a bit confused at times when things from Though the Looking Glass were referenced. Also, I definitely recommend you to pick up this whimsical novel if you have always wanted to know the answer to the question: Why is a raven like a writing desk?

//love from L

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before: 1990

She’s only been there two months when they do the medical screening. She doesn’t remember, until she does. 

It comes to her in the night, in flashes, in fits and spurts and fear and cigarette smoke. What they did. What they wanted her to forget. 

 They took her eggs. There are cuts near her hip bones they tried to explain away. 

 She wants a second opinion. She goes to Planned Parenthood under a false name. She pretends she’s hiding from an abusive ex. That’s what it feels like. They tell her. They question more but she brushes them off and runs out before they can figure anything else out, before they can report the young woman with scars on her hips and nails bitten down to the quick. 

 She cries herself to sleep in her dorm. Those bastards, she thinks, and it only makes her feel marginally better. 

 She questions one of them, later. What did you do to me? 

We took your eggs. We need them. We’re sorry we couldn’t tell you, but it’s for the greater good. You’ll see. 

Why me? she asks. 

 No one answers

Idiocy ~ Leonard ‘Bones’ Mccoy x reader

Originally posted by ensignspace

Note: I’m a new-ish blog/fanfiction writer so… go easy, but I like feedback

“Young Kirk, report to Bridge.” The voice of your older brother was heard through your transmitter.

“Reporting, but if you call me ‘Young Kirk’ one more time I will tear you a new one.” You replied.

You made your way to the turbolift and went to the Bridge. When the doors opened you were greeted by Mr. Scott who smiled and then switched places with you. You then walked over to the Captain’s chair where your brother and Bones were locked in a heated conversation.

“What do you need Jim?” You interrupted, making yourself known. Both men stopped arguing and looked at you. Jim cleared his throat.

“We’re going on a mission and I need someone else trained in hand-to-hand combat to come down with Sulu and I.” Kirk said. You nodded in understanding.

“When are we leaving?” You asked. Jim stood up from his chair.

“Now.” You followed him back to the turbolift, but Bones stopped you on the way there.

“You don’t have to go.” He said. You smiled.

Bones was your best friend. Jim had taught you how to fight but you were really a doctor. You worked with Bones from day one and you were closer to him than your brother was. Of course being so close and always being around each other all the time did lead to stronger feelings eventually. At least for you anyway, you had no idea if Bones shared your feelings.

“I’ll be fine Bones, I promise. I’m a Kirk, we don’t die very often.” You replied, giving him a hug and going back to the turbolift. Before the doors closed you caught a glance of Bones still watching you with a deeply concerned face.

“We were arguing about you, you know.” Jim said next to you. You looked up at him with slight surprise. “He thought you shouldn’t go. Said it was too dangerous. I told him you could handle yourself.” You half smiled at Jim and looked at the floor.

James, of course, was aware of your feelings for the doctor, and he was also aware of the doctor’s feelings for you. He knew Bones had fallen for you. Normally he’d be pissed about someone trying to get their hands on his baby sister, but he wasn’t mad at Bones. He knew that McCoy would take care of you, if he ever got the balls to confess. So here he stood, in the awkward, and irritating, position of watching you two make heart eyes while the other wasn’t looking.

Eventually you made it to the warp core and stood ready for transport with Sulu and Jim.

“Energize.” Scotty shouted. With slight dizziness, you found yourself in a place resembling the Amazon Rainforest. Except there were no animals. Nothing. It was dead silent.

“That’s odd.” You said, unsettled by the quiet. You placed your hand on your phaser. Jim and Sulu merely nodded in agreement.

“Stay close. We don’t know what’s out here. Y/N, don’t go wandering.” Jim said. You rolled your eyes, but made no retort. You weren’t sure this was the kind of place you wanted to wander.

The three of you walked through the dense flora for about a half hour without any sign of fauna. Until you came upon the biggest tree you had ever seen. It had a circumference of about 15 feet and was as tall as the empire state building. You stood at the base and looked up, only to see about seventy pairs of eyes staring back at you. One of these creatures ventured down toward your landing party.

It was sort of like an earth monkey, a howler monkey in particular, but it had the tail of a raccoon and the claws of a panther. Jim let out an amused chuckle and stepped closer to the thing as it sat in front of you on the ground.

“Hey little buddy.” Jim held out his hand as though he were approaching a puppy.

“Um… Captain, I don’t think that’s a good idea.” Sulu said. Jim scoffed.

“It’s a monkey, it’s fine.” He said.

“James, it has claws bigger than your fingers.” You said. Jim didn’t answer and just moved closer to the creature. He held out his hand again and the creature put it’s paw/hand on top of Jim’s.

“Woah. High five buddy.” The monkey high fived Jim. “Fist bump?” Jim made a fist and the monkey did the same, Jim collided there fists gently. “Cool! This is awesome!” Jim got excited and the monkey appeared to do the same.

Jim turned back toward the monkey, but was met with a hit to the face. The monkey tried to repeat the fist bump action, but hit Jim with more force than was needed.

“Ow!! Son of a-” Jim fell backward, but rose to his feet again quickly. Soon enough your brother was in a fight with a monkey. Their brawl, however, was cut short when sixty-nine other monkey things stared down at you growling angrily.

“Jim… we should run now.” You said turning and starting to walk. The monkeys were heading down the tree at an alarming speed, baring their claws and fangs the size of a wolf’s canines.

“I think that’s a great idea.” Jim replied following after you with Sulu. As you ran you pulled out your transmitter.

“KIRK TO ENTERPRISE.” You shouted while gaining speed. The Monkeys weren’t far behind.

“Aye Lassie, I hear you. No need to shout.” Scotty replied.

“GET US OUT OF HERE NOW.” You demanded, still shouting.

“I’m on it!” Scotty said, picking up on your urgency. Soon enough you could feel yourself being beamed up to the ship, and then you were back in the warp core. “Bloody hell what happened to you?” Scotty asked. Before you could answer, Bones and Spock came into the room.

“Not that it surprises me, but why is Jim bleeding?” Bones asked, his eyes landing on you.

“Because he’s an idiot.” You replied, arms crossed over your chest.

“I was unaware idiocy caused humans to bleed out their noses.” Spock said.

“I think it’s a phenomenon.” You said.

Bones took the three of you to sickbay and made sure you were all fine. He came to you last.

“I think I’m okay, Leo. As far as I know anyway.” You said, sitting on the biobed.

“You’ve got blood on your uniform, could you lift your top a little?” You blushed at the phrasing of his request but looked down and sure enough, there was a blood stain across your abdomen.

You fiddled with the hem of your top and pulled it up the smallest amount possible. This revealed a large cut across your stomach. You must have been numbed by the adrenaline while you were running, because you hadn’t felt a thing until now. You sucked in a sharp breath and flinched away when Leo reached out to examine the wound. He retracted his hand slightly and looked in your eyes.

“I won’t hurt you. I have to get a better look though.” He said calmly. Something in his eyes was off, as though he was deeply concerned, but also slightly hurt because you flinched away.

You gave him a small smile and took a deep breath and looked away from Leonard, up at the ceiling. He brought over some disinfecting wipes and started cleaning the wound. Occasionally you would let out a hiss of pain and wiggled under Leonard’s touch. Each time you did he felt guilty for causing you more pain than you were already in. Once most of the blood was cleared away around the wound he went to gather several medical tools. Then stood on your left side.

“I’m going to try and pick out some of this dirt that seems to have found a way into the exposed tissue. This might sting.” He said. He was right, it did sting. Like a SOB.

Your hands were at your sides as you layed stiff as a board on the biobed. Leonard was an exceptional doctor, hell he was Starfleet’s best. So he only need one hand to pick out the gravel. With his free hand he held yours, rubbing soothing circles with his thumb. Another blush rose to your cheeks, but you made no move to protest. Soon enough the gravel was removed and the stinging subsided. Leonard let go of your hand and you were left with the ghost of his touch lingering on your skin.

“Stitches?” You asked grimly. He nodded.

“Stitches.” Leonard grabbed his supplies and began stitching you up. He was still on your left, but he needed both hands this time, so you put both of your hands behind your head and gently closed your eyes.

Leonard glanced up at your face now and again and smiled the faintest of smiles. It didn’t take long for him to finish the stitches. Even though he was one helluva doctor, there was probably going to be a small scar above your bellybutton. For a moment his large hand rested on your stomach as he admired your face. You looked peaceful, beautiful. He realized, after he heard your shallow breathing, you were asleep. So he decided to do something brave. He moved toward you and gently grazed his lips over yours. They were gone as quickly as they had come, but he lingered close to your face. After a split second your eyes fluttered open and widened upon noticing the close proximity. Leonard didn’t move away though, and niether did you. In fact you moved closer, slamming your lips to his. He was quick to kiss back and your hands found their way to his hair.

“Woah, Bones what the hell! My sister gets hurt and you’re making out with her? I thought you were a doctor!” You quickly pulled apart as Jim’s voice interrupted you. Leonard and yourself rolled your eyes, and spoke in unison;

“God dammit Jim!”

VANITY FAIR: Austin Swift, Taylor’s Brother, Gets Political in Megyn Kelly’s New Television Series


Embeds—a new streaming series premiering Wednesday—has a somewhat unexpected trio of executive producers at its helm: newly NBC-affiliated newswoman Megyn Kelly, Fifty Shades of Grey producer Michael De Luca, and former embedded reporter Scott Conroy (who followed both Mitt Romney and Sarah Palin on the campaign trail). As you might surmise, given their backgrounds, the series focuses on a group of young embedded reporters on a fictional campaign—with an added dash of sex appeal.

The series, from Complex Network’s Seriously.TV, features a group of up-and-coming actors including Austin Swift (yes, Taylor’s brother), who also appears in Ben Affleck’s Live by Night, which debuted last week. Swift, 24, spoke to Vanity Fair about his part on the show and what it’s like to watch his own work.

Vanity Fair: What’s the show all about? What makes it stand out?

Austin Swift: It’s basically the story of these college graduates, who get pushed out on the campaign trail. They’re working for the big news networks, and they’re covering the day-to-day-to-day operations. If you see a story about a candidate who has a cold, it’s probably by an embed. If you see a story about somebody who has a toothache, it’s probably by an embed.   They allow these networks to do that kind of detailed, detailed coverage on the campaign trail. But what they didn’t foresee was a bunch of twentysomething kids on a tour circuit, all together, all interacting in these strange circumstances, bred its own culture, its own unique little sphere of what they’re interested in and what they’re doing. But they’re also 20-year-olds, and they’re a little bit wild. You see this interesting intersection of the political world and the twentysomething world, which you don’t think about a lot.

What was the filming experience like? Was it fun to be around a bunch of other young actors?

It was really cool. I was on it very briefly, just [for] a little bit, but it was a really friendly set. Very cool people. I got to work with James Caan, who is just a living legend. That was a really great experience. Kelsey [Asbille], who plays one of the leads—it felt like good chemistry [with her], acting-wise there. I was really happy to be with that group.

Can you tell me about the character you played?

My character is heralded [and] started a one-to-one charity company. All the embeds know exactly who he is and are very impressed with the fact that Kelsey’s character is dating him. So he shows up, and he’s not exactly what they imagined, and at the same time, he’s completely there for her and their lives are drifting apart, and that’s where they are at.

Were there any particular inspirations—other shows, movies—that you guys had in mind while filming?

Luckily, with Scott [Conroy] being boots on the ground, with first-person experience [as an embed]—he was sending real stuff. I don’t want to say it’s all true stories [on the show], but he was sending real people, real examples, real ideas. So that was so cool. Your research is your backbone, whether you’re writing or you’re acting or whatever… . You want to educate. People love education.

Are you able to watch your acting work? Do you like watching yourself in the episodes?

Well, there’s such a time delay … but the way my process works, I work a lot with coaches, and I work a lot with video feedback when I’m prepping something, so I’m used to watching myself and critiquing and cutting it down. And then when you see the thing, it’s a little bit like, “O.K., so this is the final version?” But I think what’s more important than what I think of it is what other people think of it.