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@aliceisnotaghostbuster
Gossip Girl was a Vampire
My friend and I have discussed, and we believe it is more plausible that Gossip Girl was actually a vampire from the 1800′s who was pulling all the strings in the social lives of these teenagers. You see, he was a gossip writer in his day. So it came naturally.
And we have voted that this plotline is more plausible than the canon one.
Also, Dan was compelled to think he really was Gossip Girl.
Reblog to make a transphobe uncomfortable eating M&M’s
They did the same with the Brown M&M
Clearly they’re together too, two happy Trans Women Lesbians.
Breaking news: terfs banned from m&ms forever
supporting bi men also means supporting bi men who (heavily) prefer women. it means supporting bi men who end up marrying a woman and being happy with her, while also acknowledging that they are still bisexual men at heart. they arent acting their bisexuality out ‘the wrong way’, because there is no ‘right’ way. what they do with their love lives isn’t any of your business.
same goes for bi women who prefer men and who end up in a happy marriage with a man!!!
the maps coined a new term to call themselves
P.E.A.R,aka “pro-expression, anti-repression" was a term coined by well known pedophile 4-lung stay safe y’all,and block these sick freaks
theyve also been using the pear emoji along with the acronym to identify each other
Because “MAP” was too blatant and lets you know what their real intentions are when you explain that acronym. This one, you have to actually delve into why they call it this. This is literally them trying to rebrand pedophilia a second time because the first time wasnt good enough.
Reblogging to let my followers know that pedophiles are using MAP and PEAR acronyms / icon.
Also if you have kids please talk to them / warn them. Even if “they don’t use the internet without my supervision.” Kids are great at cracking passwords. And what if one of their friends brings a cell phone to school, etc.
Have you ever considered how fucking astonishing babies crying is?
The young of other animals don’t make noise, or if they do, barely any at all. Baby birds only start chirping when their parents come back with the food, kittens meow to their mothers because cat communication is extremely subtle and drawing your caretaker’s attention may require a sound when you have eight siblings. At this point, they can already see and walk.
But human babies? Crying is essentially the first willful action that they learn. Months before being able to move on your own, or even hold your own fucking head up, or being able to choose when and where you defecate. Before anything else, a skill more valuable than anything else, is a distress call.
A distress call specifically intended to be impossible to ignore.
Before object permanence or theory of mind, without even an understanding of what help they need, who could provide it, and whether they choose to do so, a human being is capable of expressing that there is something wrong in the state they are in, that they are powerless to correct on their own.
This is what was evolutionarily selected above silent babies that did not attract predators. This is what was selected instead of young who could instantly walk. This is what was selected as the ideal offspring for the human race. Not one that runs. Not one that hides. Not one that can fend for itself. A creature that can communicate, if only the simplest, most inherent message: I need help.
Humans are incredibly social creatures. We evolved under the reliance other humans would be there to help us.
“We evolved under the reliance that other humans would be there to help us.”
And you know what?? We consistently show up for each other. No matter how much capitalist society tries to alienate us from one another, we show the fuck up and help each other out when it comes down to it.
Communication and cooperation is inseparable from the human experience.
Asking for help is the first, most important thing you ever learn to do, so please don’t forget that friends.
History wants so badly for Cleopatra to be beautiful. Like they can’t conceive of Rome being intimidated by anything less
because being a linguist, fleet commander, and powerful ruler doesn’t matter, only her looks
Her Arab contemporaries raved about her being very interested and knowledgeable in the sciences.
She completely reformed the system in Alexandria, and Egypt at large; making it much more of a functional powerhouse.
She did what 300 years of her ancestors couldn’t: Managed to get the support of both the Greek AND Egyptian subjects she ruled.
There is a sculpture that has been identified as her, through comparisons to coins minted under her rule, that proves beyond a doubt that she wasn’t particularly beautiful.
It isn’t that people just happen to believe it by mistake. Rome was fucking terrified of her and painted her as a vapid, scheming, beautiful, sex obsessed queen to discredit her to their people. She was a threat, and that was how they handled it. The unfortunate thing is that that is the most surviving record of her. A smear campaign against one of the smartest, most powerful women in human history.
This is a woman who became her father’s co-ruler at nearly 14 years old in order to train for her actual ascension to the throne, who was forced to marry her own siblings in order to keep her power, and it’s widely believed that she poisoned them so she could rule alone. She’s a Pharaoh who led Egypt into a new era of wealth, who went fearlessly into war to protect her rule and Egypt’s independence from the Roman empire, a woman who took her own life rather than face being raped and tortured by her conquerors, knowing full well that she was leaving her surviving children in their uncertain mercy. Cleopatra is one of the most interesting, morally ambiguous, complexing historical figures we have and the media has turned her into a tantalizing sex object for the male gaze.
Even after Cleopatra died her influence on those around her lived on: her daughter, Cleopatra Selene, was the only child of Cleopatra’s to live to adulthood, and she became queen of Mauretania along with her husband Juba and it’s believed they married for love, which was extremely rare for that time period, especially among nobles/the upper class. Not only did she grow up in the house of her mother’s worst enemy and technical murderer, but she still went on to become a queen who possessed an equal amount of political power as her husband, even having her face minted on coins on the opposite side of his likeness, showing they were equal rulers.
Cleopatra and her influence on history, and her daughter’s legacy, have both been brushed aside in favour of the sexy Cleopatra visage. It’s bullshit. Egyptian mythology is interesting and vivid, and full of powerful women and it’s bullshit that we take some of the most powerful women in Africa’s history and try to turn them into fashion icons or sluts who only ruled through toying with men.
I LIVE FOR PEOPLE TO KNOW THIS, people still refuse to believe that a woman can/could have achieved anything without beauty or fucking magical powers
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@jwmelmoth
“Not All Men-”
You’re right. Damien Bloodmarch would never do this.
Flower meanings I wanted to get out there. It seemed pretty cool to me but was a lot of work as I couldn’t copy and past my research from websites. Use it for a florist AU or somethin’ I dunno have fun Alstroemeria - Wealth, prosperity, fortune, friendship
Amaryllis - Splendid beauty, worth beyond beauty
Anemone - Fading hope, forsaken, anticipation
Anthurium - Hospitality, happiness, abundance
Aster - Patience, a love of variety, elegance, daintiness
Bird of Paradise - Joyfulness, magnificence, wonderful anticipation
Bouvardia Double - Enthusiasm, zest for life
Calla Lily - Magnificence, beauty, purity, innocence
Carnation - Pride, beauty
Red Carnation - Love, pride, admiration
Pink Carnation - Love of a woman or a mother
Purple Carnation - Capriciousness
Yellow Carnation - Disdain, rejection, disappointment
White Carnation - Innocence, pure love
Striped Carnation - Refusal
Chrysanthemum - Fidelity, optimism, joy, long life
Red Chrysanthemum - Love
White Chrysanthemum - Truth, loyal love
Yellow Chrysanthemum - Slighted love
Daffodil - regard, chivalry, rebirth, new beginnings, eternal life, unrequited love
Daffodil (Single) - Foretells a misfortune
Daffodil (Bunch) - Joy, happiness
Daisy - Innocence, purity, loyal love, “I will never tell.”
Gerbera Daisy- Cheerfulness
Delphinium - Big hearted, fun, lightness, levity, ardent attachment
Freesia - Innocence, thoughtfulness
Gardenia - Purity, sweetness, secret love, joy, conveys loneliness from the giver
Gerbera - Cheerfulness
Gladiolus - Strength of character, remembrance
Lavender Heather - Admiration, solitude, beauty
White Heather - Protection, wishes will come true
Hyacinth - Playfulness, sporty attitude, extreme rashness, constancy
Blue Hyacinth - Constancy
Purple Hyacinth - Sorrow
Red/Pink Hyacinth - Play
White Hyacinth - Loveliness
Yellow Hyacinth - Jealousy
Hydrangea - Heartfelt emotions, gratitude for being understood, frigidity, heartlessness
Iris - Eloquence
Purple Iris - Wisdom, compliments
Blue Iris - Faith, hope
Yellow Iris - Passion
White Iris - Purity
Larkspur - Levity, lightness, fickleness, haughtiness
Lilac - Youthful innocence, confidence
White Lilac - Humility, Innocence
Field Lilac - Charity
Purple Lilac - First love
Lily - Purity, refined beauty
White Lily - Modesty, virginity
Orange Lily - Passion
Yellow Lily - Gaiety
Lily of the Valley - Sweetness, purity of heart
Easter Lily - Virgin Mary
Orchid - Exotic beauty, refinement, thoughtfulness, mature charm, proud and glorious femininity
Peony - Bashfulness, compassion, indignation, shame, happy life, happy marriage, good health, prosperity
King Protea - Change, transformation, daring, resourcefulness, diversity, courage
Queen Anne - Haven, sanctuary, complexity, delicateness
Ranunculus - Radiant charm, attractiveness
Snapdragon - Graciousness, strenght, deception, presumption
Statice - Remembrance, sympathy, success Stock - Lasting beauty, happy life, bonds of affection, promptness Sunflower - Pure thoughts, adoration, dedication, dedicated love, haughtiness Sweet Pea - Delicate pleasure, bliss, departure after having a good time Tulip - Declaration of love, fame, perfect love
Rose - Love
Red Rose - Love, longing, desire, respect, admiration, devotion
Deep Red Rose - Regret, sorrow
White Rose - Purity, chastity, innocence, new beginnings, sympathy, humility, spirituality
Yellow Rose - Exuberance, joy, warmth, welcome, friendship, caring, purely platonic emotions
Pink Rose - Gentleness, admiration, joy, gratitude, appreciation, elegance, grace
Orange Rose - Passion, energy, desire, pride, fervor, fascination
Lavender Rose - Enchantment, love at first sight, majesty, splendor, fascination, adoration
Blue Rose - Elusive, unattainable, mysterious, desire, I can’t have you but I can’t stop thinking about you
Green Rose - Harmony, opulence, fertility, best wishes for a prosperous new life or wishes for recovery of good health
Black Rose - Death, farewell, elusive
Mixed Roses - Mixed feelings, I don’t know my feelings yet but I care about you enough to send roses
Moss Rosebud - Confession of love
Thorn-less Rose - Love at first sight, early attachment
Leaf Rose - You may hope
Hibiscus Rose - Delicate beauty
Burgundy Rose - Unconscious beauty
Christmas Rose - Relieve my anxiety
Dog Rose - Pleasure and pain
Damask Rose - Freshness, Persian ambassador of Love
Garden Rose - I am from Mars
Tea Rose - I will remember always
Rose of Sharon - Consumed by love
Carmine Rose - Deceitful desire
Cardinal Red Rose - Sublime desire
Amaranth Red Rose - Long standing desire
Wild Rose - Simplicity
Musk Rose - Capricious beauty Rosa Mundi - Variety Single Red Rose - “I love you” A Single White Rose - “My feelings are pure” A Single Yellow Rose - “You bring joy to my life” “Let’s be friends” A Single Pink Rose - “I like you” A Single Orange Rose - “I am proud of you” A Single Peach Rose - “Thank you” “I sympathise with you” A Single Lavender Rose - “I am enchanted by you” A Single Blue Rose - “You seem like an unattainable dream” A Crown Of Roses - Reward of virtue A Bouquet Of Roses - Gratitude A Rose In A Tuft Of Grass - There is everything to be gained by good company One Red Rose - “I love you” “You are the one for me” Two Red Roses - “Let us be together” Three Red Roses - “You and me and our love for company” Five Red Roses - “I am halfway in love with you” Twelve Red Roses - “Be mine” Twenty Five Red Roses - “Congratulations” Fifty Red Roses - “My love for you is limitless”
“Oh, just orange juice for me please… That’s all I’ll be having for a while actually.”
“Wait does that mean? Are you with child?” Alice nearly squealed with delight at the possible news.
I’ve read about that big fight, and am aware of the losses as well but I’m not sure that it was would drive me to join the Brotherhood. I wasn’t that close or influenced by anyone that was there. But I guess I could have been in the years I’m missing. I think the only way for us to return would be for someone to get inside our heads, it’s not really a good conversation starter but I’ll keep trying to find things out as much as I can.
Alright. I’m glad you know about it. Things can change of the the years. But for now, I’m afraid I don’t know why you joined the Brotherhood. The idea of having someone in my head isn’t one that I relish. Even though it probably is our best chance at getting back. Just keep your ears open, I guess. I’ll let you know if I hear anything.
Hah, well as far as I know, no. My abilities are the same as they were a decade ago, only it seems I can maintain my clones for a longer amount of time than I used to. It would be nice to pay a visit–see those old professors, and what their school is like. I’m glad to know I wasn’t the only one who had that initial thought regarding your new surname. So you have that parental instinct? That’s wonderful–for you and for your daughter. I’m not sure I’ve settled into parenthood yet, but judging by how the kids are around me, I guess I do take to being a father at some point. Oh that’s right, your brother. How is he now? I can imagine that going back will be tough but at least you know she’ll be in good hands until you can return to her, right?
Ahh, makes sense, I’ve apparently gotten better at summoning ghosts and keeping them around. Plus, the whole intangible thing comes in handy when going to check on Erin. Yeah, it would be nice to go visit. I’m afraid with Erin, visiting isn’t exactly an option at the moment. Oh, trust me, you’re not. I had a good laugh about it. Well, it does take some getting used to. At least you know you aren’t completely awful at it? Peter’s amazing. He just graduated from Oxford in Mathematics and Computer Science and has a boyfriend. Yeah, I’m still not looking forward to the separation anxiety. Apparently Barnaby cried his first day back.
“It was inside you?” Hayleigh’s eyes were wide and filled with wonder, “but how’d it get there?” The silver girl behind her attempted to mask her snort with a cough but failed but the young redhead didn’t notice, or ignored it. Hayleigh nodded at the offer of seeing a picture and without being invited clambered onto the chair next to Alice, leaning over to get a good look. It was Hayleigh that reacted first to Alice mentioning the ten year memory gap, the young redhead rolled her eyes and said “urgh, not you too,” in such a perfectly Cessily way it was frightening.
“Maybe Alice doesn’t want you climbing all over… ok nevermind,” Cessily gave up her reprimand when she realised it was falling on deaf ears, as usual. It was Cessily’s turn to ignore Hayleigh’s comment about finding someone else with memory problems and she addressed Alice directly. “Yeah, exactly that, went to sleep in 2016 and woke up here, with her,” she gestured towards the young girl whom she was growing increasingly sure was her daughter. “It’s terrifying isn’t it?”
Alice laughed at the question. Oh boy, she was not going to touch that one with a ten and a half foot long pole. “Oh, that’s a long story. Here, that’s Erin with her daddy. His name is Barnaby.” She didn’t mind at all when the girl clambered on over to look at the photo. Alice sighed at Hayleigh’s reaction to her news about the whole missing ten years thing. “Yeah, sorry. If it helps, it’s frustrating for us too.” She looked at Cessily and nodded. “A bit. But, I mean, it’s kind of amazing at the same time.”
You have an idea? What is it because I don’t have a clue what it could be, I’m guessing it was something to do with people I care about but I can’t seem to find anything. I’m not sure what to do, should we do our best to get used to being here, or be trying to get back to the time we remember?
Well, how do I put this? There apparently was a big battle about five years ago between the Friends of Humanity, the X-Men, and the Brotherhood. We lost a lot of good people. To be frank, I don’t know. I think for the time being, get used to being here, but try and keep looking for a way back.
That makes two of us. Well…I guess I wasn’t completely opposed to the idea but I didn’t think it would ever actually happen. That’s true. I don’t think anyone who ever went to Xavier’s at any point could honestly say they didn’t feel like he had some sort of impact on them. But yes, those four decided to start a school on the west coast. From what Alexis told me, theirs is still an all-mutant school, but they’re essentially modeling it after Xavier’s, like a sister-school. Haha as in Shakespeare? Sorry, that’s the first thing that came to mind. It sounds like you’re really enjoying being a mother though. That’s really great. Young children can be a little irresistible at times though. I was kind of surprised to realize that when meeting my niece in her infant years. Of course it was also nice to be able to send her home with her parents at the end of the day, haha.
Did you develop telepathy as a secondary mutation, by any chance? Because you just took the words right out of my mouth. I’m glad they have a sister school on the West Coast. I always felt for the kids who were from there. Having to come across the country to go to school someplace where they’d be safe and accepted. Now, they get to at least be a bit closer to home. Oh, don’t apologize. It was the first thing I thought of as well. I wouldn’t be surprised to hear that Barnaby and I threw the possibility of naming Erin Juliet around. Not only am I enjoying being a mother, I might even dare say that I’m not half bad at it. Oh, I realized that a long time ago when Peter was born. Well, we do have staff who seem more than happy to help with her. Honestly, I’m not looking forward to leaving her when I go back to work.
“Sorry ‘bout Ty’s art projects, keep telling her he ought to try the frigging library or something, but I can’t really blame them not wanting to go out in public,” she sighed, nudging a Popsicle stick house out of the way with one foot before she put her feet up on the coffee table.
Realizing that she probably needed context in the face of amnesia, she continued. “I’ve got some people in, yeah? Cos registration doesn’t make it easier to get by, whatever they try to say in the ads about it being fine it isn’t. You’re just not allowed to bring a trail of coppers back here if you’re staying in. If I drop people right on the front steps it’ll get noticed.”
“I considered all of that too. I have had years in between, after all,” Wren said. “See, couple different thoughts got lodged in my brain, yeah? One, what if something happened and the school killed ‘em to stop them from being dangerous? Like a psychic bomb or whatever. The school wouldn’t want people seeing that and they know I wouldn’t let that bloody rest. I have no idea if that’s even a thing but it’s not the worst explanation for all their hush-hush attitude about it.”
“It’s alright. This isn’t the first time I’ve seen art projects laying around of a budding artist’s.” The last time had been back in college. Before that, it’d been when Peter was little. It was so hard to adjust to the fact that her brother was now a full fledged adult. But, she carefully moved something off a chair so she could sit down.
Alice just nodded in understanding about Wren having people at the brownstone. The whole registration thing had thrown her a bit off. But, she knew better than to bring police here. “Not to worry, I won’t be bringing the police by. That would just complicate things.”
As she listened to Wren’s thoughts on the matter, she titled her head a tad to the left. “I can see the school possibly killing them if they thought they were a serious threat. While I’d like to think they’d try to simply neutralize them first, things have changed quite a bit.” She tried to recall if she’d ever heard of any sort of psychic bomb. “That isn’t out of the question. Whatever did happen, there’s obviously a cover up. And there are two main reasons for a cover up, to protect others, or to protect yourself. Either way, I’ll help you find out which it is. I may not be an expert on pisonics, but on handling public perception? That’s my job.”
Hayleigh made a ‘hmph’ noise that reminded Cessily far too much of herself for her liking. The young girl then pointed at Alice, gesturing towards her stomach. “Alice! You’re not big no more. What happened?” She looked hurt when Alice had to ask Cessily who she was.
Cessily’s brow arched and she looked inquisitively towards Alice. “Big?” She really hoped there was a good explanation for the comment and that the young girl with her wasn’t just being incredibly rude. “I’m good, just trying to figure a few things out while fighting some major amnesia,” she figured that was a good was to find out if Alice was also affected. “How about you?” She smiled at the young girl next to her and wished she had a better answer. “This is the munchkin. That’s all she’s told me so that’s all I know for now.”
As she looked from the girl to Cessily and back, Alice couldn’t help but note the similarities. She smiled at the younger redhead as she pointed to her stomach. Obviously, she knew this girl and had seen her while pregnant. “Well, the baby that was growing inside me is now out. I can show you pictures of her, if you’d like.” Alice noted that Cessily was still obviously figuring things out as well. “Ahh, well, you’re not alone there. Let me guess, the past ten years have just gone poof?” She gave the kid a knowing grin. If she wasn’t Cessily’s daughter, Alice would be floored. “Well, she certainly sounds a lot like someone we know.” She gave the girl a wink. Yup, definitely Cessily’s daughter.
