…..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment
likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post
I literally hate every single last person that works for or is associated with TMZ. First yall have that uglass agreement with R Kelly, but yall bitches really posted Cameron Boyce’s death certificate. I hope all of yall take turns licking satan’s ass crack.
Fate Strikes Thrice - Then, Fate decided that perhaps she had looked too kindly upon Odinson, and cast her first strike. Thor-centric.
I Owe You 🌩️- When a random stranger saves your life, you make it your mission to repay him no matter what. Bucky x Reader.
Nightingale - After the Battle of Sokovia, you meet the one man who makes you bend and break for the first time in your life. AU Post-Age of Ultron until Post-Infinity War. Thor x Reader.
In the Woods Somewhere - Or, the part where Loki learns how to move on without you. Loki x Reader.
Avatar: The Last Airbender
boy next door - Katara moves into the same apartment building as Sokka and Zuko happens to be her next door neighbour. Or, Zuko and Katara know each other better than they think they do. For Zutara Exchange 2019.
To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before:
Rumour Has It 🌩️⚡- You didn’t come to university to get picked up by some lacrosse jock but when Peter Kavinsky offers a chance to prove unflattering rumours wrong… well, you never were someone to back down from a challenge. Peter Kavinsky x Reader.
Heart on A Sleeve ⚡- You were always someone who wore your heart on your sleeve and now, without some place to call home, you felt it beginning to fray. When a random stranger at the bus stop offers his home to you, you can’t help but say yes. Josh Sanderson x Reader.
Seven Miles ⚡- Peter Kavinsky wakes up to a frantic call from you and immediately bolts to your campus. Unfortunately, the campus is seven miles away but that makes him no less determined to reach you. Established Peter Kavinsky x Reader.
Social Justice ⚡- When a new student threatens the power couple of high school, you and Peter Kavinsky firmly put him back in his place with a proper verbal smack down. Established Peter Kavinsky x Reader.
Pachelbel’s Canon in Disaster ⚡- When you’re invited to your cousin’s traditional Chinese wedding, your boyfriend’s feelings about meeting more of your family resurface and while you don’t want him uncomfortable, you do want him to go. So, it’s up to you to convince him. Established Peter Kavinsky x Chinese!Reader.
Pillars of Eternity (* includes the main pairing, Claria x Edér explicitly):
we transcend lifetimes* -The story of my Watcher, Claria, throughout the first game.
Reunion* - Claria reunites the old gang at a party. Prompt 0001 from @pillarspromptsweekly
who we were - Aloth and Claria dive through their shared past. Prompt 0002 from @pillarspromptsweekly
Maddichos - Aloth’s lost his grimoire and it’s up to the others to find it without the Watcher finding out. Prompt 0003 from @pillarspromptsweekly
Anything else you find are either no longer fandoms I am interested in writing in, or have no pride in.
WELL NOW I KNOW WHAT THE ORIGINAL TUMBLR POST IS AND I JUST FUCKING STUMBLED UPON IT!!! THIS IS THE OG! This is just a great day for me! I feel great about my sexuality AND I find the original Tumblr post AND it’s officially pride month!!! I’ve peaked!
This is more common than you may think. Many urban areas that have high homeless populations are using “defensive architecture” more and more. Sloped and divided benches to keep the homeless from sleeping on them. Spikes placed in sheltered areas where they tend to stay. City planners argue they are only trying to relocate the homeless, pushing them to see out shelters and homeless centers. But that rings hollow. They just want them out of sight. I don’t have a simple, easy solution. But this isn’t it. Making things harder for the homeless does not help them.
All these corporations have so much money to spend it on putting spikes on places where homeless people sleep yet absolutely NOTHING goes to those who are homeless. This country really doesn’t give a fuck about the well being of homeless people at all
Hostile architecture makes me so viscerally angry and sick on sight. Humanity can create vile things but at least many of them don’t try to hide the ugly, violent, destructive spirit behind.
This is so horrifically casual. It’s not created out of war or desperate need for safety or power. It’s pure, cool-headed, blithe contempt for fellow human beings for no other reason than feeling they’re too gross to even deserve a cold, hard surface to sleep on outside. It takes a special level of disregard to endorse that destitute people shouldn’t even have the freedom to lay on the fucking ground at your goddamn feet because it makes you too uncomfortable.
The argument that it will have them seek out homeless shelters is difficult to swallow – I’ve talked with homeless people about shelters. There are waiting lists. Waiting lists. And you have to show up by a certain time to get on the list and then show back up at another time in the evening or your slot will be forfeit because the shelters do not have enough beds.
Putting up spikes, sloped benches, and other such means is just about keeping the homeless out of sight and somewhere else.
Exactly! Also shelters often have many rules to keep out drugs, alcohol and certain behaviours, but considering how many homeless people are self-medicating or in the throws of severe addiction, it actively keeps many of them out. It outcasts them for not being the ‘good kind’ of poor people.
Plus many mental conditions make it difficult to enter a new environment with rules and structure (and other people). It seems so easy to just go get help somewhere but seeking and maintaining help for one’s self takes a shitload of sustained direction, clear thinking and executive function. Many people in the streets are there precisely because they have reached an extremely low level of functionality. Every tiny life activity is monumental at that point. It’s like people just can’t comprehend how falling off functionality and society is truly like. You can’t tooth and claw yourself out when you have no claws or teeth left. There is no easy anything.
Also, look into homeless shelters where you live - you’ll be surprised how often it actually costs money to stay there. Not insignificant amounts, either; many in my area cost about $18-21 a night, which puts it in the same price bracket as many youth hostels.
Shelters are also often violent and unwelcoming; even those that are able to monitor for violence and thievery within the shelter itself can or do not prevent intimidation from occurring within the lines or on the street. Many shelters either outright refuse to take in LGBT people (especially trans women) or encourage hostile and violent attitudes towards LGBT people to force them out - whether that encouragement is active or passive. There’s little done regarding racist violence and attitudes, and shelters are much more likely to view people of colour as unruly, drunk, disorderly or aggressive as they’re predominately run by white people. Sexual violence often runs rampant. Shelters also often have minimum age requirements, barring youth - sometimes even barring children who are with a parent - to protect themselves from legal culpability.
Shelters are HORRIFICALLY inaccessible for most of the people that need them most. Which is why, and I can’t stress this enough, giving money to people directly will ALWAYS do more good than giving to shelters. Life on the street, or in squats, or just bouncing between hostels if you can afford it, is so much safer than trying to tackle shelters. This kind of hostile architecture pushing people into shelters isn’t a blessing; even if people can afford to and succeed in getting into a shelter, it’s often pushing them directly into violence.
Summary: Well Sam imprinted on one of Leah’s friends and then he finds out that she is going on a date with Emmett. This is the date. Kinda a filler but it isn’t too terrible.
Hey If you guys like this story please send me a message or comment. I am feeling lack of motivation to do anything.
Chapter 4
(Y/N)’s POV
I arrived at my house a little faster than usual. My mind had been racing and honestly I didn’t really know what to do. Sam had seemed so… genuine? Upset? I don’t know. It was clear he doesn’t want me to go on a date. But honestly, since when has Sam freaking Uley cared about what I did. God. It makes my stomach drop at the thought of him pleading with me. But I can't focus on that. I have a date, with a single, sweet guy, who likes me.
I pulled up to my house to see Emmett sitting on my porch steps. He looked great...better than great actually. He was wearing black slacks, a white button up with a black jacket. It fit im wonderfully. His pale skin sticking out against the dark colors. I could have drooled with house nice he looks. He looked up at me and smiled. I stepped out of the car and his smile grew impossibly larger.
“You look absolutely stunning” he said as he grabbed my hand in his. His hand was freezing, but I couldn’t focus on that when his eyes were devouring me.
“You don’t look to bad yourself” I replied with a laugh, trying to distract him from burning a hole through my with his gaze. It seemed to do the trick, since he walked me to his car and opened my door allowing me to get in before he shut it and got in himself.
We chatted in the car a little before I figured I should explain my tardiness.
‘Sorry for being late, it was totally by accident” I explained, “I went over to Seth’s and ran into Sam Uley.. do you know him? Well he was acting like I was going out to personally piss him off. I figure Leah is giving him an earful about his behavior.I sure as hell would have had I not been running late already”
He glanced at me with a strange look. He was either worried or confused, maybe both. He didn’t answer though, but his grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly. Thankfully, the awkward silence didn’t last too long as he pulled into a rather fancy looking restaurant. Like before, he got out and opened my door for me. What a damn gentleman I thought.
We walked in, and as we were being seated, people would not stop staring. I was sure the look were meant for him, but he placed his had on my hip and flexed his fingers occasionally. It was very possessive. It was hot as hell and my mouth went dry. It made my heart beat a little faster. It had been a while since anyone had their hands on me, sexual or not.
Dinner had gone great. We were both slightly awkward at first. We talked about school and homework, but then we started talking about our hobbies and interests. Emmett is a lot smarter then he lets people believe. He is well versed in literature and culture. However, his intelligence did not stop him from making such corny jokes all night.
“Why can’t ghosts have babies?” hed asked with this goofy grin on his face.
“I don't know Emmett, why can’t ghosts have babies?”
“They have hollow-weenies.” I was a little ashamed at how funny I found it. I laughed so hard that my drink came out of my nose while laughing.
Most of the time until our food came was him teasing me about it. Then our food came and I noticed he had only taken a few small bites.
“Sorry love, I just prefer to eat leftovers. It's no big deal, eat as much as you’d like.” he’d said when I asked if he wasn't hungry. It was making me a little nervous to be the only one eating. But he just kept talking like it was so common.
He’d paid the bill and asked if I would like to go on a walk. I was having a great time, so why not I thought. He asked if I was able to walk in my heels. I laughed and told him id manage. We walked about the park, still hand in hand and it was turning out to be a great date.
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However, our date didn’t end on a great note. He drove me home and walked me to the porch no problem.
“I had a great time Em, even if soda came out of my nose” I said and he laughed this hearty laugh.
“I also had a wonderful time,.” he said as he slid a strand of hair behind my ear. He grabbed my chin, lifting it towards him with one hand and the other was placed on my hip to draw me closer. I could hear my pulse in my ears and I hoped he couldn’t hear it too. I watched as his lips got closer to mine and my eyes shut lightly.
His lips were soft but they felt wrong against my own. It's not that the kiss was bad, it was wonderful actually, sweet and thorough, but it was like I wasn’t meant to kiss him. Things were just a little off. There was no heat or physical connection. But I didn’t get the chance to explore the kiss because one second we are kissing, and the next Sam fucking Uley was pulling him off of me and punching Emmett in the face.
NOTE: Thank you guys for reading. I will try to update more often. I am just trying to get a job and dealing with college drama and life drama. I might post a reader jasper fic soon. Let me know if you would be interested in that. Thank you my lovelies
Yall out here rebloggin’ ace or pan discourse at the speed of light but wont even like a post about how anti black the gay community is or the struggles of black trans women or how much black people have done for the movement. Then I’m gonna hear about “We can focus on more then one thing” then fucking do it bitch. If I dont see one post on your blog about queer black people or even other POCs then you’re trash, how can you claim to care about community but at the same time ignore a huge chunk of it??? Fun Fact of the day: There are black gay/trans ppl yet we’re NEVER talked about. Anyways Happy Pride Month. Say gay yall
I celebrate pride month. And when I am, they are included whether it is said or not. I didn’t know I needed to verbally address them. But if I’m talking about our community, they are immediately included. Because they are in fact a crucial part of the community as anyone else.
Summary: Evangeline Charlotte Swan is Bella’s little sister, and she has a secret. On her first day at Forks High School, she finally has proof she isn’t crazy. Edward Cullen was a mysterious boy with two secrets, and she shared one of them.
Pairing: Carlisle x OC / Bella x Edward
Words: 701
Please, note that I am French, so there might be some mistakes here and there.
I really hope you’ll like it!
I won’t be posting again in a while, I’m going on vacation so I will post the next part in the end of August or the beginning of Setpember :)
Don’t hesitate to let me know what you think!
Enjoy!
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