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¡VAMOS ESPAÑAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
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I am AMAZED!!
It is NOT A CRIME to make that; it is A GIFT
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if you don't do anything else today,
Please have a moment of silence for the people who were killed instead of freed when news of emancipation finally reached the furthest corners of the american south.
have another moment for the ledgers, catalogs, and records that were burned and the homes that were destroyed to hide the presence of very much alive and still enslaved people on dozens of plantations and homesteads across the south for decades after emancipation.
and have a third moment for those who were hunted and killed while fleeing the south to find safety across the border, overseas, in the north and to the west.
black people. light a candle, write a note to those who have passed telling them what you have achieved in spite of the racist and intolerant conditions of this world, feel the warmth of the flame under your hand, say a prayer of rememberance if you are religious, place the note under the candle, and then blow it out.
if you have children, sit them down and tell them anything you know about the life of oldest black person you've ever met. it doesn't have to be your own family. tell them what you know about what life was like for us in the days, years, decades after emancipation. if you don't know much, look it up and learn about it together.
This is Juneteenth.
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red string of fate
TF141 and the Skunk Masterlist
Summary: You'd been rogue your whole life, the closest you ever had to a pack being your fellow captives in the omega trafficking ring you grew up in. Allowed to join the military despite the restriction on omegas in combat roles, you stuck to solo ops, keeping to yourself as you'd always done, despite the higher ups' constant 'suggestions' that you be put onto a team so you'd have an alpha watching over you.
You'd never folded. Pack life wasn't for you.
Until the suggestion became an order.
The O.M.S.P, or Omega Military Support Program, had been created two years ago to ease stress for alpha dominant packs on military bases, and a certain team had fallen out with every civilian omega that had been sent their way.
So now they were sending you.
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Tags: poly141xreader, omega!reader, alpha141, past abuse (including sexual), pack dynamics, (eventual) smut
Chapter 1 Chapter 11 Chapter 21
Chapter 2 Chapter 12 Chapter 22
Chapter 3 Chapter 13 Chapter 23
Chapter 4 Chapter 14 Chapter 24
Chapter 5 Chapter 15 Chapter 25
Chapter 6 Chapter 16 Chapter 26
Chapter 7 Chapter 17 Chapter 27
Chapter 8 Chapter 18 Chapter 28
Chapter 9 Chapter 19 Chapter 29
Chapter 10 Chapter 20 Chapter 30
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i will love you forever
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posted this on insta a while back and gained zero traction but i think tumblr could appreciate my joy and whimsy
everyone on replies is terrified of this fact but i just think it's so sweet and heartwarming. she's holding our hand and leading us somewhere secret and we're both giggling like kids. i love her
let’s travel through the vast unknown with mama
Space chickens
Posts like this are why I'll never leave Tumblr
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Pairing: Poly!OT8SKZ x Fem!Reader Universe: Omegaverse/soulmate AU summary: After spending most of your life searching for your mates you discover that they all found eachother first Series info Prologue Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter four Chapter five Chapter six Chapter seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Chapter thirteen (Coming soon)
Every timeline started the same. In a hospital. Traumatic brain injury. Full recovery. Then planning.
You had been stuck in this thing long enough to know a few rules.
In your first timeline, you had casually been seeing John MacTavish. Honestly, it was more of a I just don't want to be alone after my last relationship hell. He knew you knew. It was chill. Till you dreamed about him dying. Till that dream became a reality. Till the night of his funeral, you woke up five years in the past in a hospital. You joined the military. You saved him. Then you dreamed about Simon dying. Simon, who had defeated you when you first joined. Simon, who noticed you were not eating. You tried to save him. You failed.
The next time you woke up, it was the same hospital. But things were just slightly off. Soap did not have an accent, and it genuinely creeped you the hell out. This time you saved soap. Then Ghost. Then you dreamed about Kyle. You and Kyle always butted heads. You died trying to save him.
Hospital. Military. Hybrids? Save. Save. Save. Fail. You watched Captain Price wither away when his flame went out. You cried and cried and woke up in that damn hospital.
Ghost. Price. Ghost. Soap. Soap. Kyle. Price. Ghost. Kyle. Kyle. Kyle. You. Gaz. Price. Soap. Price.
Every time one of them died, so did you. Now you knew them better than they probably knew themselves. Every verse. You tried different careers, different strategies. Nothing ever stopped the cycle.
Last night, you dreamed about the current Price getting killed in his own home. So you started your plan. In your dream, Price worked late, so you just needed to get to his house before him. Easy enough. You hated Soap's current girlfriend because she was cheating on him, and you couldn't prove it. So in front of everyone, you caused a scene where she smacked you hard enough to bruise. Price sent you home to rest, and she accidentally admitted she cheated while you were arguing with her. Next part was simple enough, get the key from the birdhouse in his back yard and enter through the window on the second floor because the man is a freak with locks. Then clear the house.
Unknown to you, the reason Price had worked late in your dream was to keep an eye on you. He was worried because you never seemed to talk. Ghost had raised concerns about never seeing you eat. Gaz had said you would get a far away look in your eyes sometimes. Soap said you were really sweet but kept making weird comments about his girlfriend.
So instead Price watched the soft, innocent-looking secretary get rocked by a soldier after getting them to admit to adultery. Price had you checked by medical and sent home to rest. Once Soap had handled his issues, he told Price he was going to apologize to you for not believing you. Only you never made it home. Infact it didn't look like you had been home in a long time. Soap called Price. Which led to Soap, Gaz, Price, and Ghost looking for you all over town and base. When they don't find you, they head to Price's house to regroup. Only to find you covered in blood, barely standing, breathing hard, surrounded by the men you downed.
Before Price can reach you, you sway then.
You wake in the hospital again.