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Dads for Deku Day 4: Father Embarrassing son
Jin just wants to support his kid :)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/26888368
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CHAPTER 1 FEATURING BABY DEKU
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
ok this gif that’s the post wtf is this i’m in awe
Just-
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Don’t scroll past this. Kylie Armstrong was diagnosed with breast cancer and these small dimples were the only signs. She posted the image on Facebook so everyone knows that “that breast cancer is not always a detectable lump.” Here’s how Kylie is doing today.
(If you’re not sure how to do a self breast exam, instructions can be found at BreastCancer.org.)
This could save a life!
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Stay healthy!
PLEASE Reblog This and save a life!…
Always reblog
You would expect with a promotion a gift like a free thermos, gift card or free t shirt. Not an omega or even an angel omega at that.
WARNING
Not Beta Proof.
Owned
Chapter 1
Promotion
The loud grumblings of Hell is similar to white noise static on a tv.
Constant and nonstop.
The smell of sulfur and filth would destroy any good nose if someone were to visit, with a high chance of being pick pocketed.
You got used to the stench of Alphas, Betas and Omegas if you lived here long enough. Rare times a demon would be able to gain a promotion and leave the pit.
The levels were quite simple really, if you do a good job your promoted to Earth.
If you are really good at your job you'll be promoted to the lower level of what used to be Heaven.
Currently a demon was shoving himself through the crowd to a small meeting room.
Standing in the said room was one of the Princes of hell Beelzebub.
The Omega was notorious and powerful, and specifically this demon's boss.
"Crowley." They spoke with sheer boredom, hooded eyes giving the vibe of wanting to be anywhere else but in the pit itself.
"Lord Beelzebub, your dastardly."
Crowley spoke with a dip and bow.
You see Crowley was good at what he did, causing trouble was so easy for him when he fiddled a little here and there.
That was why Beelzebub was here in the pit today, to promote the alpha.
"With the performance you have been doing lately, we decided to promote you."
Beelzebub droned as his arms uncrossed.
"Your home is in the downtown of Heaven, your things have already been moved and a gift will be waiting for you.
Follow me."
Beelzebub didn't wait as they headed off to leave the pit, Crowley followed with a short run after the Prince.
Now usually when a promotion was given, you would expect a meager gift of fruit or even a thermos cup of the company you worked for.
Downtown of Heaven wasn't the high rich, but it beat the slums of Hell anyday.
The condo was very much bigger than his apartment, littered with boxes tossed haphazardly there.
The demon would for sure have to miracle the few fragile items repaired, it was nice until the smell hit him.
Beelzebub turned their head as the smell grew stronger, Dagon sauntered in holding a leash.
Connected to the leash was a collar forcing an angel to follow Dagon closely.
The angel was short, a tad pudgy with soft cream skin and white curls.
Terrified blue eyes swept the room.
It wore a simple beige robe and the obvious smell of a distressed omega filled the room.
"Lord Beelzebub… what is this?" Crowley was glad for his dark shades to aid in schooling his features as the demon turned its head from Dagon and the Angel to the Prince.
"Part of the promotion, your status allows you a few omegas.
This was a gift." The Prince's eyes narrowed.
"From the Council." He buzzed with a low warning, if Crowley refused he would probably be demoted to grunt right back to the slums.
"While… I feel honored, I didn't expect an angel."
Crowley was careful with his words.
"Suspected a demon… or hellhound… hellcat… hell….bird…" he was rambling as he watched their reaction.
"It is just a Principality, even You can handle it." Dagon sneered out as she tossed the leash to Crowley who fumbled and caught it.
"We're leaving."
Beelzebub left, followed by Dagon as Crowley and the angel were left in silence.
"Aziraphale." Came a soft voice.
"What?" Crowley glared at the shifting angel.
"My name is Aziraphale…"
Beautiful and Damned 24 - Traitor in the Castle [Geralt of Rivia x Reader]
A.N: My loves, your wonderful feedback makes me so happy, thank you! Please don’t forget to tell me what you think of this chapter, kisses!
Reminder: This story will not follow the show’s plot, so even if you haven’t watched the series, you can still read it.
The previous chapters are on my masterlist!
Summary: Trust no one.
Word Count: 3015
Warnings: Mentions of sex, threats and violence, death.
To be perfectly honest, when you invited Geralt into your chambers you had planned to talk to him and explain how he had broken your heart and how protecting you from himself was a complete nonsense.
And when he first appeared at your doorstep, you were still determined to discuss these matters.
But apparently, your desire for him had other ideas so before you could even say two words to him, you had thrown yourself into him arms, speech be damned.
Needless to say that it was almost morning when you dozed off in his arms, and when the curtain of the sleep was slowly lifted off of you, you rubbed at your eyes and snuggled into the covers before looking up at him. He was awake, with his arm curled under his head, and his other hand was playing with your hair. You pressed your naked body closer to his and he looked down at you with a smile on his lips.
“Morning.”
“Good morning,” you smiled back before you pressed your lips together, “That…wasn’t talking, so to speak.”
He tilted his head and shot you a mischievous look, “No?”
You shook your head and reached out to steal a small kiss from him, a growl climbing up to his throat as soon as you pulled back.
“So, I give you the chance to…” you waved a hand in the air, “Make amends. You may start now.”
“I thought I started last night,” he commented and your jaw dropped, a fire sweeping over your face.
“Shhh!”
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I have been having a rough year with the death of my grandmother, Covid 19 and worrying about something else I completely ignored this series.
I started healing by cleaning up and reread everything all over again. Honestly I feel so much better, thank you @dreamwritesimagines for this and talking with me through the rough times I had earlier this year.
I can't wait for more.
PREACH
Let’s be real. If little girls’ knees, shoulders, and clavicles are a problem for male teachers, you don’t have a dress code issue. You have a pedophile issue.
Y. E. S.
Firefighter demonstrates how to put out a kitchen fire
Reblog to actually save a life
To explain. The latter works because you’re cutting off the supply of oxygen to the fire and suffocating it
as opposed to slapping oxygen inside the pan with the downward motion
Reblogging, because this is so important. When I was learning how to cook for myself in my tweens, I had at least a five years of fire safety seminars from school drilling this into my head, and I STILL had that instinctive put-the-fire-out-with-water reflex. Didn’t even think. I saw our oily burner catch fire after frying eggs, whipped around towards the sink for water, and my brain immediately screamed NO!!! NO WATER! I mean that fire safety stuff straight up bitchslapped me out of REFLEXIVELY setting my house on fire. I found a pot lid and inched it over the burner before turning off the heat. Even if you think you know this stuff, panic is powerful shit. Make knowledge more powerful.
Cannot overstate how important this is. Baking soda also does a good trick, but this is still just so, so important!!
so this guy followed me yesterday after I posted some selfies and then this happened. At first I just wanted to say ‘anyway men are awful’ but I figured I might help especially younger female followers identify a douchebag when he starts a seemingly harmless, friendly conversation so let’s go through it shall we
First off, I have a big nose. Growing up I was very insecure about it but I’ve learned to not care about it now. Fact is it is something that is generally considered unattractive and this dude knows it. So he compliments me on something that he thinks I am insecure about but doesn’t get the expected reaction of ‘omg noooo it’s so ugly, thank you!!!!!!!!’
so he keeps digging: ‘do others compliment it?’ and ‘what do you think of it?’ He was waiting for me to confess that I’ve been insulted or laughed at because of it and that I cry myself to sleep every night. So he can be the one guy to find me attractive despite my tragic fate.
He picked a feature of my face that is not conventionally attractive, counting on my low self-esteem so I would be grateful and he’d prove that he’s ‘not like all the other guys’
and as soon as I made it clear I don’t have vulnerability to exploit he blocked me lmao
TL;DR men will use your insecurities so don’t give them the opportunity and don’t open up to them
hey uh this post is 4 years old but since people keep reblogging it I just wanna say that terfs don’t get to touch this post and can fuck all the way off, you don’t get to align yourself with me
I decided to make Izuku from @bananaink 's imprint au to do a dumbass pose. XD
SUPER PROUD OF THAT HAND I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!
As your resident "essential" retail worker, if you can stay home...stay the fuck home.
It should not be this busy at my job.
If you don't need things and you're just shopping for things you want, go the fuck home.
RESPONSIBLE-black-unicorn
LET ME TELL YOU
LET ME FREAKING TELL YOU
I NEVER THOUGHT WE'D HAVE TO GET THERE
crying about cave paintings at 7:51 pm is a good exercise that i recommend
there’s something so horribly, painfully human about cave paintings, particularly negative handprints like these
here are people, thousands of years ago, their hands stretched out in greeting. here are people who painted the world around them and saw fit to put themselves in there too. here are people who only said, “i was here. i was a person. i existed. don’t forget me.” here is a person reaching thousands of years into the future, saying “im alive. im alive”. and there’s nothing more human than that.
Patient in the 1800’s: I’m like…tired
Carlisle: I’d suggest you do some cocaine about it
Patient in 2006: I’m like…tired
Carlisle: I’d suggest you do some cocaine about it
Patient: I should do what?
Carlisle:
This was too brilliant to not share with you all.
this is beautiful
choking on water is the worst because how do you stop choking? drink something? well ive got some bad news for you
Lean your head forward, preferably to knee level, and let the water kind of drain out of your mouth. When your are able to, take deep slow breaths. No heimlich maneuver or physical assists from somebody else should be used beyond this, otherwise you could vomit and escalate the issue. Its about keeping the larynx open. Hopefully this helps.
Reblog to fucking save a life.
I am so proud of this.
@dreamwritesimagines
OH MY GOD PROTECTION *lone gummy shark falls from my mouth* That. Was. So. GOOD!
Lolll omg honeey😂😂❤
That BACK TOUCHING GOT ME LIKE
