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does someone want to send me like $200 so i can turn our power back on and charge my oxygen concentrator. im about to start fucking hysterically sobbing lol
i hate to keep fucking doing this but im freaking out and its freezing outside and we have no heat and i cant charge my o2. help “LOL”
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That’s Louis Rossman, a repair technician and YouTuber, who went viral recently for railing against Apple. Apple purposely charges a lot for repairs and you either have to pay up or buy a new device. That’s because Apple withholds necessary tools and information from outside repair shops. And to think, we were just so close to change.
Follow @the-future-now
Reblog if you:
Have an iPhone and are in need of repairs
Have a friend with that problem
Hate Apple and are more than happy to spite them in some way
No one will know which is it
Reblog because Apple is still going after a single repair shop in Norway because they use refurbished parts to repair iPhones.
https://www.vice.com/en_us/article/9kxzpy/apple-is-still-trying-to-sue-the-owner-of-an-independent-iphone-repair-shop-louis-rossmann-henrik-huseby
Foreshadowing at its finest
The only numbered page in snk (in paper format) is the 13th page of the first volume. In this page, we see Mikasa saying “see you later Eren”, with a flat background (after the Rumbling?). Then Eren wakes up and asks Mikasa if how come her hair is this long, as he wakes up from his “long dream”, then Mikasa asks why he’s crying.
If you’re a Non-Muslim and you see a Muslim praying in public, could you please not pass in front of them?
Go behind them, but not in front. 👍
Oh, signal boost! I didn’t know this.
Okay, but also: if you see a Muslim praying in public and they have something in front of them, like a purse or a bag or something like that, you can pass in front of them, but pass in front of that object.
it’s called a sutrah, and it’s meant to act as a physical barrier between the person praying and someone who might happen to pass in front.
Also, if you did this and didn’t know, please don’t beat yourself up over it. Now you know! Muslims aren’t supposed to pass in front of Muslims praying, either, because prayer is communication with God and you don’t want to break that connection.
Spread culture, respect customs, be good people. Simple as that.
Didn’t know this.
Reblogging again
THE AMOUNTS OF REBLOGS THIS HAS JUST MAKES ME SO HAPPY
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Similarly, if a Jew is saying the Shemonah Esrei prayer (whispered, moving only the mouth, standing facing east with legs together) don’t go in front unless there’s a barrier.
I’ve never ONCE seen one of these and not being just like…absolutely riddled with tension, so. Keep passing them around, I guess!
Reblog this for suicide prevention.
HOW TO SURVIVE A HEART ATTACK WHEN ALONE Let’s say it’s 6.15pm and you’re going home (alone of course), after an unusually hard day on the job. You’re really tired, upset and frustrated. Suddenly you start experiencing severe pain in your chest that starts to drag out into your arm and up into your jaw. You are only about five miles from the hospital nearest your home. Unfortunately you don’t know if you’ll be able to make it that far. You have been trained in CPR, but the guy that taught the course did not tell you how to perform it on yourself..!! NOW HOW TO SURVIVE A HEART ATTACK WHEN ALONE… Since many people are alone when they suffer a heart attack, without help, the person whose heart is beating improperly and who begins to feel faint, has only about 10 seconds left before losing consciousness. However, these victims can help themselves by coughing repeatedly and very vigorously. A deep breath should be taken before each cough, and the cough must be deep and prolonged, as when producing sputum from deep inside the chest. A breath and a cough must be repeated about every two seconds without let-up until help arrives, or until the heart is felt to be beating normally again. Deep breaths get oxygen into the lungs and coughing movements squeeze the heart and keep the blood circulating. The squeezing pressure on the heart also helps it regain normal rhythm. In this way, heart attack victims can perhaps buy precious time to get themselves to a phone and dial 911. Rather than sharing another joke please contribute by broadcasting this which can save a person’s life! Be prepared and become part of the solution. Get your free next-of-kin notification card today. Click here: https://www.InCaseOfEmergencyCard.com/
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I really dont like reading stuff like this cause I an squeamish but its important and everyone should know this information
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ALWAYS REBLOG WHEN YOU SEE SOMETHING LIKE THIS PLEASE; ITS SO MUCH MORE THAN IMPORTANT TO PEOPLE. IT MEANS EVERYTHING TO SOMEBODY AND EVEN THOUGH YOU MIGHT NOT SEE THIS IN THE SAME LIGHT, SOMEONE MIGHT. INFACT YOU REBLOGGING THIS COULD STOP SOMEONE TAKING THEIR LIFE TONIGHT.
Seriously thank you.
Please reblog. I love every single one of you. You’re not alone.
No Attachments -Part 4-
Word count: 3,158
Pairing: Potentials are Jongin x reader, Baekhyun x reader, Sehun x reader
Warning: This is a exo mafia au that many contain themes some find uncomfortable. events such as kidnapping, spiking, stockholm syndrome, objectification of a Minor (17) are within.
When the girl’s eyes fluttered open again, feeling as if only a second had passed being in Jongin’s arms, she was laid on to a soft mattress. Unable to bring her self to look around at the new area all she could manage to focus on were the warm arms pulling away from her. While trying to make a noise of protest the room began to spin, making the girl’s stomach churn and her eyes to involuntarily close.
A silence filled the room when her eyes fell shut, sending little shivers down her arms and legs. The thought of being alone, even in the safety of the comfortable bed, nearly teared her eyes open. Instead a soft, almost hesitant mumble escaped her lips first.
"J…Jongin?“ As the name left her lips a quick Hum from a short distance away came in reply. The girl relaxed slightly at the man’s familiar voice, the small shivers slowly dissipating.
The relaxed flush that consumed her body only stayed for a minutes before a weight on the edge of the bed sprung her body into a light tense again.
"You should be okay” jongin’s soft yet passive voice called from just above her before she felt the back his hand press lightly to her left cheek “the dizziness will pass if you sleep"
"Sleep..?” The girl mumbled back, a light scoff almost passing her lips in a huff “I’ve slept so much, I don’t think I can"
An unexpected light chuckle of amusement caused the girl’s eyes to flutter open in surprise. A shade of pink dusted her cheeks at the dazzling smile she was greeted with. The sight seemed to be the only one that didn’t make her head ache and spin.
"I guess you’re right” Jongin hummed as he re-sat himself further on the bed, further into the girl’s side, all-whilst peering down at her with that dazzling smile.
As another silence fell between them, Jongin nor the girl casted their eyes from one-another, causing the girl’s face to slowly flush a darker shade pf pink. One of Jongin’s eyebrows quirk up under the stands of hair that fell over his forehead, noticing the change in colour and breath-pattern of the girl. His expression only seemed to settle once his eyes flickered to her lips. As if he had read her mind.
With a light cough, Jongin teared his eyes away and instead found their way to her bound hands rested on her stomach.
In-hailing a short breath, the girl watched as one of Jongin’s hands reached out to tugged at the material that tied her hands. His eyes fixated on it, debating with himself.
"Should we take this off?“ Jongin mumbled, as if to himself, but then looked at the girl again, meeting their eyed again. "Don’t try anything dumb. if you do I won’t be nice like this anymore, understand?"
Surprised, the girl nodded eagerly, awaiting the release of her sore wrists, but halted when Jongin tusked.
Her eyes widened slightlyat the sound before her lips parted in realization.
"I-I understand" .
Jongin easily untied the tight knot before tossing the material onto the bed-side table. The girl rubbed along the deep lines and dark patches that now stained her wrists, concentrated on them so much she almost forgot to thank him.
"Ah..” realising her mistake, the girl glanced up about to apologise before her breath caught in her throat when her eyes landed on him. Much like the when he had been lost in thought last time they were alone, Jongin’s attention seemed to be on her hands. She couldn’t tell if he was watching out of cautiousness of her hands being free or disgust at the green-blue bruises because of the completely blank expression settled on his face.
A light throb in her head caused the girl to close her eyes, a small whimper passing her lips from the sensation.
However the pretense of her stare seemed to have pulled Jongin from his thoughts as his voice called to her softly.
"hey, hey, sit up. quickly now"
Just the thought of the action caused a sharp sting in her head, causing her eyes shut.
She heard Jongin’s sigh before his fore-arm slipped under her shoulders, the other steadying her body as he lifted her front half to sit up.
"I know it hurts, but listen when I tell you to do something”
His voice was laced with a slight annoyance and there was a small scowl on his face when her eyes fluttered open.
“I’m sorry, Jongin” she murmured, eyes focused on his “thank you, it’s stopped stinging"
She hadn’t intended it to, but her voice came out soft. Part of her was lost in his eyes again and another part was distracted by his lips. Their bodies were closer now and the girl had to pull her legs into a different position to be comfortable, her hands leaned on the bed covers in front of her, right beside Jongin’s leg.
"Hyunjae” The call of her name from his honey-like voice pulled her from her daze to see the man was staring at her, but with a slight shift in his eyes that hadn’t been there a minute ago.
“Y-yes, Jongin?” The girl, not wanting to look away, let her fingers fiddled with the hem of her skirt to release her nerves.
"If you keep staring at me like that I might attack you" his words, though dark, still somehow managed to sound like sweet honey to her and the of hint playfulness in his voice reassured her he wasn’t necessarily mad.
“I-I’m sorry” she tried to look away but the sudden memory of his lips on her’s made it impossible.
Jongin chuckled, his hand moving from where they had been on the bedcovers to rest on her thigh, of which both had shifted closer to him. The girl had to gulp back a puddle of drool that had formed in her mouth under the small touch. When She saw Jongin’s eyes watching her throat as she did, she realised she wasn’t good at hiding her reactions to him.
"You’re still doing it" Jongin mused, a smirk playing on his lips.
The girl squirmed slightly as his hand gently trailed up her leg, warming the delicate skin.
“It’s as if…” he leaned forward, his free arm moved quickly to support him, his hand landing on the bed covers just past the girl, caging her in. He stopped so his lips were just beside his ear before finishing in a whisper “You’re asking me to attack you"
"Jongin…” the girl whimpered as his lips gently enclosed around a small part of her ear before gently trailing down to her neck.
"Be careful, baby" Jongin almost moaned, “you’re making this hard for me"
The girl could only attempt to restrain the small sounds that burnt in her throat to be released. His lips acting as a small flame that burnt down her neck, leaving a trail of tingling sensation as burn marks.
"I wish I could mark your pretty skin” he muttered against her neck, his breath growing more breathy “I wish I could be more rough with you…"
Jongin trailed off as if realising his own restraints. He pulled back, leaving the girl’s skin to tingle from the sensation of his lips.
"I should stop here” Jongin muttered to himself, his eyes scanning the room as if needing to find confirmation.
"Jongin…" the girl’s voice brought his eyes back to her, her face was flushed red but her eyes were round and sparkling, “You said next time I could touch your hair.."
By the time the words left her lips Jongin had decided he could test his self control for the girl.
His heart was beating strangely fast at the thought of her small hands and thin fingers tangled in his hair.
"Come here” grabbing the girl’s waist, to which she flinched at, Jongin guided the girl from beside him on the bed to on his lap. Her hands seemed lost as they settled to simply clutch his dress shirt gently. Jongin’s right hand moved from her waist to instead gently cup her face.
“You can do what you want with your hands now” he muttered, his other hand momentarily moved from her waist to guide one of her arms around his neck, her other following after.
“Thank you” The girl lifted her hands to touch his hair just as his hand pulled her face closer to connect their lips.
Her eyes fell shut.
His hair was just as she imagined, it was soft under her fingertips despite being dyed a dark brown. And his lips were just as she remembered. She felt as though she could sit like that for hours kissing him as her fingers glided through his soft strands of hair. Even breathing become annoying as they were forced to separate their lips to do so.
Jongin had never been fond of girls touching his hair only allowing it when he was in a particularly good mood. But with the school girl who was panting and whimpering in his lap, her fingers in his hair felt like bliss. She didn’t tug or scratch but more combed his hair with her fingers,her nails that he occasionally felt against his scalp didn’t hurt or sting but felt soothing.
"Jongin..“ the girl’s breathy voice made out his name between his kisses "your hair is so s-soft" She murmured absently before leaning in again, letting the man kiss her any way he pleased.
"Your’s is too, baby. I’ll need to wash it, to keep it that way” she hadn’t expected Jongin to say against her lips before kissing her again.
As the kiss continued Jongin’s hand that was rested on her waist snaked around to her lower back. He felt her whole body flinch when his hand slipped under her skirt. Keeping his hand still, Jongin refocused her attention to his kisses.
As her body relaxed to his hand being under her skirt, his fingers reached towards the hem of her undergarment. Another whimper of his name as he nibbled at her lip encouraged him along.
“Baby, your hands feel so nice in my hair” Jongin whispered, staring into the girl’s eyes “ I can’t even imagine how they’d feel-"
Jongin stopped as he heard the click of the door lock. The faint sound ringing in his ears for a split second before his bedroom door opened. Hyunjae’s breath hitched, only noticing at the sound of the door opening.
"My my, just look at this"
The girl whimpered at the familiarity of Baekhyun’s voice.
Intinctivly, out odf surprise her head began turning to look at the man stood at the door but was stopped by Jongin’s hand that still cupped her cheek.
"You should be careful unlocking my door like that” Jongin seethed through this teeth “you’re lucky I’m with this one"
"And I’m meant to believe that you’re training her right now?” The next voice sounded furious, venom dropping from his sarcastic question.
The girl In-hailed sharply, dread and panic filling her whole body at the furious man’s voice.
Sehun’s voice.
As she heard his footsteps approaching them, Jongin noticed the girl’s eyes had already rimmed with tears and she was suddenly shaking in his hold.
"Get off his lap" Sehun’s voice was behind her and before she could scurry away or cling to the only person she could, her waist was yanked back.
She hit the floor between both men’s feet with a cry that went unacknowledged.
As Jongin stood up, the school girl felt her breath becoming short and an obnoxiously large lump forming in her throat.
"She was clearly letting me do whatever I wanted, does training her to be obedient suddenly not count as training?“ Jongin snapped at Sehun who only scoffed, completely unfazed by Jongin’s threating voice as he stuffed his hands in his pockets.
"She’s only being obedient because it’s you, Jongin” Baekhyun’s voice spoke for Sehun, who only continued to glare calmly at Jongin.
Hyunjae kept her eyes to the ground as Baekhyun moved from the door, his eyes burning holes into her.
"How would you know if that’s the case..“ Jongin spat lowly, glancing down to the girl who fiddled with her skirt. Distracted in the moment he looked at her, he nearly missed what Sehun said next.
"Hyung, take a seat"
Jongin looked over to Baekhyun who’s face was paused in surprise for a second before blinking it away quickly and sitting down on the end of Jongin’s bed,
"You’re not serious Sehun. On my bed?” Jongin scoff went unnoticed by Sehun who looked down at the girl.
She whimpered at the tight grip Sehun took on her bruised wrist. Trembling as he pulled her up to her wobbly feet, her eyes accidentally met his before they had flicked down to her wrists, noticing the bruises he was pushing on and smirked.
“You don’t like that, baby?” He mumbled and the girl felt a swirl of sickness in her stomach when he squeezed her wrist tighter while dragging her over to Baekhyun.
Hyunjae looked over to Jongin who seemed to be looking anywhere but straight at her. his switching between glaring at Sehun and looking at another corner of the room, letting Sehun do as he pleased. She felt her heart thud a little in betrayal but tried reminded herself he had no choice.
"Don’t forget" Sehun’s stern voice brought the girl to look up at him,his other hand gripped her chin “ you still belong to me right now, you’re not Jongin’s"
"Yes, sir” The girl nodded, trying to maintain eye-contact despite the burning instinct to scamper away.
"Good" Sehun released the girl’s chin then turned her around to face Baekhyun instead. Hyunjae’s throat dried as she looked into Baekhyun’s eyes for a second, unable to hold his intense stare.
“Since you seem to be listening now” Sehun gripped her shoulders before she felt him leaning over, his lips just beside her ear “why don’t you give Baekhyun the same show you did for Jongin before we came in, hm?"
Hyunjae could feel a screech of surprise, disgust and protest stop in her throat, but released it as a small breath.
"She can’t Sehun” Jongin’s voice almost didn’t register in her mind" she’s terrified of Baekhyun in particular"
Sehun’s grip on her shoulder’s stung as he snapped back at Jongin “she should be scared of you too, Jongin"
The girl wiped the tears from her face as she peaked up from the ground over to Baekhyun who was leaned back watching the two bickering men. She was going to be taken from Jongin again. She could tell from the way he tried to negotiate again but Sehun wasn’t taking it.
The girl, with wobbly steps shuffled towards Baekhyun, her heart thumping in her chest at the chance of him possibly pushing her off or getting carried away. His eyes flickered to her when she got closer, looking surprised but even more so when she crawled into his lap.
"A-am I A-allowed to call y-you Baekh-hyun?” She stuttered out, scared that she would do something wrong. Her face heated up in embarrassment when he bit his bottom lip, humming in approval as one of his hands left the bed to rest on her waist.
“B-Baekhyun..?” She stuttered and he pulled his eyes from her neck to look at her, giving permission to speak. “C-can I touch y-your hair?"
"Go for it” he chuckled and the girl put her arms around his shoulders and hesitantly ran her fingers through his hair.
The girl noticed he blinked a little, looking slightly surprised.
"Having fun, Baekhyun?“ Sehun’s voice sounded agitated again but Baekhyun just smirked, looking over to the two who had stopped fighting.
"Oh, lots” Baekhyun purred and looked back at the girl who’s attention wasn’t on him anymore but rather trying to look at Jongin.
"Hey, hey, you’re not done" Baekhyun took the hand from her waist and took her chin, making her look at him with a red face.
"I haven’t told her to kiss first so she’s not going to, Baekhyun" Jongin commented
"How long do you think you have?“ Sehun scoffed back at Jongin, but Baekhyun’s full attention was on the school girl.
"That’s fine” Baekhyun pulled her chin towards him and pressed their lips together “you’ll kiss back"
Baekhyun was then the second man to even kiss the 17 year old and his lips were somehow just as soft as Jongin’s. They seemed more gentle and feminine, his kisses were softer too. When she finally kissed back, he went crazy.
Sehun and Jongin’s bickering was interrupted by the girl’s squeal.
Baekhyun had pushed the girl into the bedcovers and was twisted at the waist as he leaned over her, attacking her lips with his hand well up her skirt, caressing her thighs.
"Baekhyun hyung. stop now, you’ll get carried away” Sehun sighed and the older man huffed, pecking the stunned school girl’s lips a few more times before getting off the bed.
“What? So it’s fine for him but not me?” Jongin scoffed at Sehun who shrugged.
“He doesn’t get attached” Sehun said before eyeing the girl who had sat up hastily, pulling her skirt down.
"I’m taking her to down Chen" Sehun said, tearing his eyes from the girl to look at Jongin “but since she’s improved I’ll let you continue training her"
Jongin nodded gently, finding nothing reasonable to argue with in Sehun’s plan. But a bitterness remained in his chest.
"Don’t forget this~” Baekhyun’s voice cooed as he collected a piece of material from the bed-side table. Jongin felt a little quiver of helplessness when the girl tensed at seeing Baekhyun pick up the material.
She stopped herself from resisting as Baekhyun grabbed her sore wrists,
“Aw, look at that; your wrists all bruised up” Baekhyun cooed as he gently rubbed a bruise with his thumb before beginning to wrap the material around her wrists
“Maybe this time..” Baekhyun began to tie the knot after wrapping her wrists gently “we can get a few cuts"
Pulling the two ends harshly to tighten the bound as Baekhyun finished the knot, the girl yapped at the painful sting on her wrists
"It hurts!” looked up from her painful wrists, the girl stared up at Baekhyun, tears welling in her eyes. Baekhyun only chuckled and looked over to Sehun who stepped over.
“It’s meant to” Sehun spat, clicking his tongue as he grabbed the girl’s now bound wrists to yank her up.
The girl whimpered as the material dug into her skin at the rough hold. Stumbling towards the door after the two men, she could only glance back briefly to see Jongin watching her be dragged away. Their eyes only meeting for a a short second before Beakhyun shut the door roughly after her.
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reblog if ur mom is smart and beautiful
I scrolled passed then I felt guilty
Same.
I’ll never scroll past
All day everyday 😍
there’s some wild stuff on this hellsite but it’s beautiful to know that despite all that, over 2 million people will publicly appreciate their mom
Schrodinger’s Douchebag is someone who makes hurtful or bigoted statements but only decides whether they were “just kidding” or dead serious based on how negatively or positively their audience reacted.
I’m not your average skateboarder. I don’t “dress like a stoner.” I don’t “know how to skateboard.” I don’t “disrespect authority.” I’ve never “been on a skateboard.”
Reblog this if you’re pro-receiving a brown paper package containing one (1) handwritten love letter, a small jar of strawberry jam from the farmers market, and a smattering of pressed flowers.
my fuckin health teacher came in as a plague doctor for halloween and proceeded to say nothing to us for the whole class. he did hit a few desks with a walking stick tho
how do you know it was your teacher
scp 049
“how do you know it was your teacher”
Your MC knows they’re in a story, and makes full use of all the tropes to come out a hero every time. Trouble is, there’s a real hero emerging in the city, which presents the MC with a choice: remain a hero and watch the story crumble around them, or become a villain and save the world
