my professor said my assignment was “late” because it was due on friday.........like phil my dude last time I checked the concept of time is dead and days don’t exist anymore
14-year-old Joāo Pedro was killed by the Rio de Janeiro police. Joāo was shot at his home and his body was taken by the Rio de Janeiro police. His family waited 17 hours until receiving news of his whereabouts. They finally found his dead body at a medical examiner’s office. The family counted 72 bullet marks on the walls of the house.
George Floyd was murdered by a Minneapolis police officer.
George was handcuffed and restrained and being completely cooperative when this all went down. The officer put his knee on George’s neck choking him for minutes on minutes while George screamed that he could not breathe.
Bystanders beg for the police officer to take his knee off George’s neck, but the officer didn’t listen and continued to choke him.
Petition for the punishment of Minneapolis police officers after the assassination of George Floyd.
Julius Jones has only 122 days before being executed for a crime he DIDN’T COMMIT. Julius has lived on death row for almost 20 years, and is held in solitary confinement for 23 hours a day. He is allowed one hour of sunlight a day, and three showers a week. Every minute we wait to take action, Julius is suffering. Every second that goes by brings Julius closer to being executed for a crime he didn’t commit.
Tony McDade was a transgender black man who got killed by police in Tallahassee. No one is talking about it.
A 12-year-old girl has drowned in the River Irwell in Greater Manchester.
Greater Manchester Police said it was treating what happened as a “tragic incident” and did not believe there were any suspicious circumstances.
Ahmaud Arbery was chased and gunned down by Travis McMichael, son of retired Brunswick investigator Greg McMichael, under the father’s and son’s pretenses of witnessing a burglary in Satilla Shores of Glynn County.
Jennifer Jeffley was 15 years old when she was arrested for the murder of Maria Palomina. A murder that she did not commit. Innocent of the crime that she was convicted of, Jennifer has been behind bars more than 20 years serving a life sentence.
Regis Korchinski-Paquet was murdered by Toronto Police. A call was made for a domestic incident and Toronto police officers were present on the 24th floor in a High Park apartment building to “observe” 29-year old, Regis. Shortly after, she allegedly fell off the balcony.
Sean was a victim of police brutality. He was running from the police and was on Facebook live. The police officer tased him while he was going down and then shot the man 14 times in the back.
On October 4th 2016 Amiya was stepping off of her school bus and was hit and killed by a car.
11 months later my family and I met with the District Attorney John Weddle and Sadie Gardener. Neither of them took the case seriously and it showed because shortly after that my family was informed that Karen Carpenter would not be charged.
On June 7th, 2019, Emerald Black a pregnant, black woman, and her fiance were pulled over by police officers after coming from a doctors appointment.
The officers spoke to Ms. Black’s fiance while she stayed in the car.
The officers began to order her out of the car. Ms. Black was clearly pregnant and she had let them know that she had just gotten back from a doctors appointment where she was also informed that she was at a high risk for a miscarriage. Despite this, the officers yanked Ms. Black, still in her hospital clothes, and threw her to the ground. They taunted her, piled on top of her, and stomped on her stomach causing her to miscarry. The stomp had also left a shoe mark.
Chrystul Kizer is an incarcerated trafficking survivor who is being charged with life in prison for acting in self-defense against her trafficker.
The punishment that Chrystul is facing for defending her own life signals that black women and girls have no selves to defend.
Tamir was only 12-years-old when he was shot and killed last year by a Cleveland police officer as he played in a park with a toy gun. Timothy Loehmann, an officer in training, shot and killed Tamir within two seconds of arriving at the park. The police car hadn’t even fully stopped before he began shooting.
Siyanda was racially abused and beaten by a group of people. After defending herself - instead of being protected by the justice system - she was sentenced to 4 ½ years of prision.
One month ago, a division of the Louisville Police Department. performed an illegal, unannounced drug raid on Breonna’s home. Not a single officer announced themselves before ramming down her door and firing 22 shots, shooting Breonna 8 times, killing her.
Alejandro is a innocent 15 year old, African American who got shot 7 times while walking to Boone High School, in December of 2018. NO ARREST HAVE BEEN MADE!!!
We need legislation now that prohibits police officers from shooting unarmed citizens!!!
none of you 5k reblogs signed shit without links, don’t bullshit me.
Joao Pedro
George Floyd - petition accomplished!
Arrest all four - petition accomplished!
Julias Jones
Tony McDade
Shukri Abdi
Ahmaud Arbery
Jennifer Jeffley
Regis Korchinski-Paquet
Sean Reed
Amiya Braxton
Emerald Black
Chrystul Kizer
Tamir Rice
Siyanda Mngaza
Breonna Taylor
Alejandro Vargas Martinez
Hands Up Act
Look, I get it. There are a lot, it took me 30 min to link everyone’s petitions. but we have to do more than The Bare Minimum if we are going to root out institutionalized racism, and the Black Community is Done with our insincerity
edited to add: DO NOT donate money through Change.org btw. as a blogger I follow pointed out on insta, the majority of money from Change.org fundraisers does not go to the cause, it goes to Change.org “”advertising costs”” even though they host ads on their platform to pay for that cost
the lea michele situation is actually a prime example of why we should be wary of performative activism right now. if you are supporting the cause by protesting, donating, posting your support, etc. that’s great! but this problem goes so much deeper than just police brutality.
every single non-black person who has posted #blacklivesmatter this week needs to take a step back and analyze whether or not their actions (not just their words) have shown that they truly believe that statement. it’s a clear and obvious choice to speak out against the brutal murder of an innocent man. however, if you are not making the obvious choice every day to speak up for us when your friends/relatives make racist jokes, if you are not listening to and respecting the black people you know in real life, if you have not sat down to analyze the ways you actively benefit from this system, if you have not worked to start unlearning the biases you were raised with, or if you thought “black lives matter” was a controversial statement until this week, do not pretend to care just because everyone is talking about it right now.
when these protests are over, there will still be many battles to fight. this is not a game, and this is not something you post about just for likes and clicks. if you are resting easy right now thinking that you’re “one of the good ones” for showing public outrage over a situation that should anger any reasonable person, you need to do more. racism is not something you can pick and choose when to be against. we don’t get to pick and choose when we experience racism. so if you’re going to get involved with this situation right here, right now, then you need to be ready to hold yourself and others accountable for anti-blackness in all other areas of your life.
summary: while out with the time, a comment from the group gets spencer thinking… and god, if he thought like this every time, you’d be in luck. Because your night just got a hell of a lot better.
pairings: spencer reid x reader
warnings: smut!!! oral, male and female receiving, penetrative sex
a/n: this is the second time posting this. A couple people had some mean things to say the first time so… let’s try this again. when a word is in caps and bolded, it’s a scene change (Tumblr doesn’t have cuts anymore so kindly get off my dick about this)
“So let me get this straight…”
The others laughed as Morgan fumbled through his confusion, his gaze never once wavering from yours, “You don’t want to make sweet sweet love to me?”
His fake offense was obvious, but you’d have to praise him for his theatratics. Man sure knew how to put on a show.
“I’m sorry, you’re just not my type,” you sigh, playfully laying your hand over his.
“You can’t have two dominant people in one relationship, it’d never work,” Emily quips, glancing between the two of you with a smile.
“Truth. She needs someone more like… Reid.”
At this, the genius’ head perks up, taking note of the way the tips of your ears flushed.
Request: Hi, I just finished reading your story for the prompt request and I absolutely loved it and was wondering if you could write for prompt #9 (Hotchner assigns you to shadow Spencer after he unexpectedly has to miss work) with a fem or neutral reader where while shadowing him Spencer develops a crush and tries to avoid the reader as much as possible because he is self conscious about the flustered word vomit that he can’t control around you but you confront him and fluff ensues? It doesn’t have to be that specific really anything for #9 is okay with me! - Anon
A/N: Thank you so much for your nice words, Anon! This piece was longer than I was expecting, and it really got away from me. I’ve unfortunately been having some health difficulties and super busy days at work, but I wanted to get this out before I lost all motivation on it. I hope it’s still up to par and you enjoy it! I appreciate you always <3 I didn’t have time to fully edit, so please forgive any mistakes! I might come back to rewrite it eventually.
Couple: Spencer Reid/Reader
Category: Pure Fluff, nothing else
Content Warning: N/A
Word Count: 6,805
MASTERLIST
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I can’t believe I’m finally standing inside the bullpen of the BAU.
I’ve been hearing about it for years from Aaron. Well, he talks about his work with my parents, and I eavesdrop. I’m pretty good at it. But hey, he doesn’t seem upset about it, especially now that I’ve decided that profiling is exactly what I want to do (or at least something analogous).
That’s why, now that I’m in my last year of undergraduate, Aaron Hotchner has agreed to let me shadow him at the BAU.
Well, whenever our schedules line up and they’re actually in town. After a month of canceled plans, I was starting to think it would never happen.
But here I am. The day came and he didn’t call me! He didn’t cancel! And I made it all the way to Quantico, got onto the base, and made it into the building.
And now I am in the bullpen.
The only problem is, the person who got me here thinks I know what I’m doing since I know Aaron. I definitely do not. So, recap: I’m in the bullpen, a place I’ve never actually been in, and I have no idea what’s going on or what I’m supposed to do.
After a brief scan of the place, I noticed a man scrunched up in a chair, drawing his fingers quickly down each page of the book in his hand. It had to be him. Awkwardly shuffling over to his desk, I poked my head over his book. He didn’t notice.
“Are you Dr. Reid?”
Surprised, he suddenly sat straight up, dropping his book on the ground. It was kind of adorable, but I also felt terrible.
“I’m sorry!” I shouted, bending over to pick up the book at the same time as him, which made us both directly knock into each other. Smooth.
“I’m sorry!” I repeated, already wishing that I could start this entire interaction over. Why was I excited to be here, again?
“I-It’s sorry. I mean, I’m sorry. Hello. I’m sorry. Yes. I’m Dr. Reid. C-Can I… Can I help you?”
I was so enamored by his flustered, charming, adorable response that I almost forgot why I was there myself. I suddenly felt less like an awkward loser standing somewhere I clearly didn’t belong.
“Yeah, I uh…” I was saved by his phone going off. Once he glanced down, he held up a finger, mouthing the word “sorry” before answering.
“Hey Hotch—“ He was cut off, I’m assuming because Aaron was about to tell him that he was not, in fact, going to make it. Something must have come up.
“Uhh… yeah. Okay. Yeah, sure. I will uh…” He was panicking. It was not looking good.
I leaned against his desk, holding my notepad close to my chest. I tried to regulate my breathing as he gave his farewell to Aaron, turning his attention back to me. Which was he going to pick?
“Hey, so, I’m really sorry but SSA Hotchner just told me he’s not going to make it, and uh… He’s honestly probably better guide than me.”
Oh no. He’s picking option A, isn’t he?
“I understand if you want to reschedul—“ He started, but I stood up, excitedly yelling, “No! I want you!”
That came out wrong and drew way more attention than I was anticipating. Shit!
“I-I meant. I want you to… I don’t mind if it’s you, if you don’t mind.”
summary: your dog locks you out of your car. the locksmith who shows up to let her out? is kinda hot
pairings: scott lang x reader
warnings: you have a big dumbass dog (but a cute dumbass) and your dad is your wingman (and if you dont have a dad im ur dad now have you taken your meds today? wanna go fishing?)
a/n: this is based off of a tiktok i found, which you can watch here (x) nobody requested this but i love scott so much. big love.
A van pulls up to the house, and parks in front of the driveway. It’s repurposed, definitely, with the words “X-Con Security Consultants” lovingly (read: clumsily) painted (read: scrawled) onto the side.
“That’s Hank Pym’s kid,” your father says to your mother, and she scoffs.
“No he’s not, he’s the intern boy,” she argues, but you don’t care who’s son he is or if he’s interning. He’s beautiful. He has a wide smile on his face as he makes his way from his sketchy van with a bag of tools in hand.
“Scott!” Your father greets, leaving your mother to grumble amongst herself about the man’s origins.
“Hey! Morning, sir!” Scott calls back, and your father gives him a firm handshake. Your father doesn’t notice the pain in Scott’s eyes when he does this, but you do, and you like him immediately for it.
Your father leads the conversation as he guides him over to your car, you shamefully stand by the passenger side, treats and toys in hand. You come around to greet them both.
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