#afg flag

[inqilabi]

The way rest of the non-western world just knows US is a unilaterally destructive force whose hegemony needs to be abolished. And Americans just parrot ~um nunance~ ~but both sides~ and yet don’t think they’re completely brainwashed. If you think about that KONY 2012 campaign where everyone was like, Find Kony. No one knew why, what was happening, it was just a viral frenzy. That’s still how everyone in the west is on a daily basis but just with regular media & wherever they get their political info

[princessmisery666]

Two Birds, One Stone - Say My Name (mini series) - Part 2 of 4

Series Summary: Rick goes undercover to put an end to a crime syndicate. He makes the rookie mistake of falling for his mark, Ally. Will he go through with it and arrest her along with her family? Or does Amanda Waller have ulterior motives, as always?

Part 2

Summary: Rick discovers where Ally was during the takedown, but he doesn’t like it. Waller gets her claws firmly in Ally and tests her powers.

Warnings: smut, angst (what is wrong with me? Why can’t they just be happy? *cries in fangirl*), betrayal, manipulation.

W/C: 3.9k

Characters: Rick Flag, metahuman!OFC, Amanda Waller, Bruce Wayne (Batfleck).

Pairing: brief Bruce Wayne (Batfleck) x OFC (Ally). Rick Flag x OFC.

Bingo: @anyfandomgoesbingo Square Filled: batman smut.

A/N: @petitgateau911, here is your batman smut 😁

Betas: @deanwinchesterswitch // @cockslut-padalecki // @wonder-cole // all mistakes are still mine.

Graphics: pics found on google, title card made by me, divider by @firefly-graphics

Master Lists: Series // Main // AFG Bingo

Two Birds, One Stone.

Ally was familiar with nice things, expensive clothes, wine that cost more than the clothes, fancy cuisine, and being treated like royalty. However, her family's riches and influence paled in comparison to Bruce Wayne’s. The lie she fed of working late and being too tired to meet for their third date hadn’t deterred the billionaire. Though she hadn’t expected it would, she’d been using her power on him for almost two weeks, and he was smitten; he couldn’t have said no to anything she asked of him. He’d been the one to insist she meet him in the restaurant of her hotel at nine-thirty. That fit perfectly with her plan, so ever playing the role, reluctantly, she’d accepted.

Just after eight-thirty, a hotel employee delivered a gift from Bruce to Ally’s room; a green silk gown with a thigh-high slit, the same color as her eyes, and sparkling silver Jimmy Choo stilettos. By twelve-thirty, all that remained were the heels.

The lounge area of Ally’s hotel suite was large, but so was Bruce. He’d already kicked over the coffee table in his eagerness to get it out of his way so he could slot himself between Ally’s legs and taste her. After her second orgasm coated Bruce’s tongue, she licked her juices from his mouth in a luscious kiss and guided them both to their feet.

“You’re wearing far too many clothes, Mr. Wayne,” she teased, walking backward toward the bedroom.

Bruce stood where she’d left him by the couch, dumbfounded; white shirt unbuttoned, hair in disarray where she’d run her hands through it to fuck his tongue, and his open pants hung on his hips, erection straining against the extortionately expensive Italian fabric.

Her mauve fog swirled around the whites of his eyes, and she was concerned she’d given him too high a dose while she’d rode the wave of her climax. Sometimes she couldn’t control it.

She waited a moment for the fog to clear, and fortunately, it didn’t take long.

“Well,” Bruce said, voice deeper than she’d heard it before, “we’d better do something about that.”

She beckoned him forward with a seductive curl of her finger, and he followed like a lamb to the slaughter, helpless and clueless. He shed his clothes while he stalked toward her, and she sat on the edge of the bed.

“Shoes on or off?” she asked.

“On,” he demanded and fell to his knees at her feet. Taking her left foot in his hand, he pressed a gentle kiss to her ankle and traveled north, locking his eyes to hers, and the small smirk that tugged at the corner of his lips spoke volumes. He was primed and ready for her to do what she needed to do.

“Bruce,” she whined, laying flat so he could kiss her stomach. “I need you, now.”

He stood to his full height, fisted his cock, and gazed down at her. “How do you want me?” he asked, lip caught between his teeth, chest puffing with stunted breaths as his hand moved faster.

“I wanna ride you.”

In a haze of passionate kisses and determined movements, Bruce ended up in the middle of the bed, Ally straddling his lap. She gripped his length, pumped a few times, and then lowered herself onto him. Their combined moan of satisfaction fulfilled at that first delectable connection echoed around the room, and they both panted to catch their breath.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” he said.

The gentleman she’d come to know seemed to have faded into the background. Bruce’s fingers dug painfully into her hips and he used all his strength to lift and drop, thrusting up to meet her hips, and impale her on his cock every time. He pounded into her as hard as he could, and all she could do was hold on tight.

The interrogation room was cold, crumbling concrete, grey plastic chairs that made her ass numb just looking at them, one mirrored wall that was obviously two-way glass, and a tv hooked up on the wall to Ally’s left. It was a step up from an eight by eight cell, but she knew it was no more than that, a prison to hold her until they were ready to ship her off to a real one.

“Allura Knowles, I’m impressed,” Waller said, stepping into the room and closing the door. Though, it sounded more like condescending praise for being an obedient little puppy.

Amanda Waller was a bitch. She’d agree with anyone who made the same statement, but Ally had to admit she respected her. She got shit done, and she didn’t care who she had to crush to do it. Everyone was expendable, and she didn’t discriminate.

Taking a seat across from her, Waller tapped the screen of the tablet she was never without. “Three dates to get him to confess all. Is that a new record for you?”

She shrugged, chewed the inside of her cheek, “I could’ve done it sooner, but figured I’d make the most of being able to sleep in a California king-size bed.”

“Smart,” Waller agreed with an approving nod. “But you didn’t do much sleeping last night.” She tapped the tablet screen, and the tv sprang to life. A split-screen showing four angles of the entire hotel suite before a few more taps and the bedroom filled the screen. Ally’s tryst with Bruce Wayne began playing out in full high definition.

“Again,” reiterated Ally, keeping her focus on Amanda, “figured I’d have a bit of fun while I still can. I might as well get something out of this deal too.”

Waller regarded her for a moment while the video continued playing in the background, small whimpers and deep groans of desire filling the small space.

“Tell me,” the boss began, phrasing it as a question, but Ally understood this wasn’t a negotiation. There would be no back and forth; Amanda was gathering information, and she’d get it. “Is your power stronger when they’re inside of you? Do you have more influence?”

“Sometimes, depends on the person.”

“So that’s not why you let him fuck you?” Waller asked, lips quirking into a smile inspired by debauchery.

Ally sighed with a shrug, “he’s hot; I had a job to do. Two birds, one stone.”

On-screen, Ally commanded, “Tell me a secret, Bruce.”

“Look at the screen.” The woman in charge waited until her orders had been followed.

Ally turned to the replay of her activities, Bruce in the middle of the bed, eyes closed, Ally straddling his lap, face buried in his neck. Mauve tendrils flowed from her hands and wound themselves around Bruce’s body, and Ally repeated her request. His lips moved against the shell of her ear. The video froze.

“Is this when he tells you, right here? The mics didn’t quite pick it up, I’ve got my tech guys enhancing it, but it’s easier if you just tell me.”

“Yes,” Ally said, “he told me he’s Batman. But you already knew that, right?” Waller gave nothing away, not a quirk of her lips or change in eye contact, nothing. Not that Ally expected her to. No one gained as much power as Amanda Waller had by having a shitty poker face. “You just wanted to test my powers. The dark knight was like the ultimate test. Get him to tell me who he really is, and then you know I’m not faking it.”

Waller smiled, it was anything but sincere, and Ally knew it was the closest she’d ever get to earning the boss bitch’s respect. “Flag told me you were smart.”

Ally bristled at the mention of him, and she hated that it got under her skin, especially so in front of Amanda. “Not that smart,” she digressed. “I let him in, didn’t I? Although, he confessed all to me without me having to use my power, so I think that reflects more on your operation than ours.”

“My operation went exactly to plan.”

“So he was supposed to tell me the truth?”

“He played his part.”

“I wonder did he know I was the real mark, or did you feed him the same bullshit as you fed me? It took me a while, but I figured out what we’re really doing here.”

The other woman cocked her brow, “enlighten me.”

It was an invitation to continue that Ally didn’t need but took regardless. “When you picked me up that night, you told me that you wanted to take down my family, a high profile crime syndicate and that my abilities and I were just the icing on the cake. But that was a lie,” she stated, confidence in her theory growing with each word. “I’ve seen the news, whatever you were trying to pin on them, it’s not sticking; my brother’s already out. But it was never supposed to, right? Keeping me under lock and key, but dressing it up as seducing Bruce these last few weeks, it looks like I’m in hiding, that I was the rat, so now I can’t go home.”

“Two birds, one stone,” Waller repeated smugly.

“So, really, it was me you were after all along. But you got impatient because you couldn’t arrest me for any crimes; I’ve never committed one, Colonel Flag can attest to that.” Ally smirked, feeling arrogant that she’d worked out Waller’s plan. “Yeah, I’ve lived a life of luxury off the back of crime, but I’ve never partaken nor witnessed one per se, so you can’t touch me.”

Amanda balked; a twitch of her lips showed she was impressed, but that was as far as her admiration went. Ally knew she was treading a thin line. “I can make anything stick if I really wanted it to.”

“I don’t doubt that, but this is what you actually want.” Mauve fog clouded her eyes. “I’m sure there’s some scientist in a lab somewhere with my blood trying to replicate it, right? So I’ll make you a deal.”

“Go on.”

“I’ll comply with whatever you need me to do, no questions asked.” Waller couldn’t hide her surprise, and Ally took pride in it. “But while the mad scientists are tinkering away, I want them to find a cure too. I want this out of me.”

“Then what?” Amanda scoffed, “you get to ride off into the sunset with a knight in shining armor.”

“Let me worry about the after.”

Waller considered her for a long, tense moment, and Ally worried she’d played her hand too soon. “Come with me.”

Seeing no point in rushing to be thrown in a jail cell until Waller deemed her necessary again, Ally followed her out of the room reluctantly. The door had almost closed behind Amanda, and Ally stepped into the hallway just as the door to the room behind the mirrored glass closed.

Flanked by two soldiers, Rick stood ramrod straight, hands resting on the gun strapped across his chest, glaring at her.

“You two haven’t been formally introduced,” Waller teased cruelly, “Allura Knowles, meet Colonel Rick Flag.”

“Fuck you,” Ally snarled, taking a threatening step toward the woman, fists clenched at her sides.

The two men behind Rick reacted immediately and trained their weapons on her, red dots hovered over the center of her chest, and she stopped. Rick remained a statue; Ally wasn’t sure he was breathing. She didn’t care; it’d be easier if he weren’t.

“Don’t worry, there’ll be time to get reacquainted,” Amanda said as if the tense standoff wasn’t happening. “Murphy’s Estate,” she directed toward Rick, “no outside contact. Guards on every entry and exit.”

“Expecting trouble?”

“Let’s just say the Bat isn’t too happy with my methods of testing. He knows about Belle Reve, she won’t be safe there, and I need her alive. I want your team to transport her; after that, I don’t need you for anything for a while. Take some vacation time or stay,” she shrugged, “your choice. But keep your phone on and be available.”

Ally had known the woman only a few weeks, but she knew whatever Rick chose, stay or leave, Amanda had ulterior motives.

The Murphy Estate had been confiscated in the nineties from a doctor who had been performing illegal human experiments until the CIA shut him down. That was all the information the guards had given her. He may have been borderline psychotic, but he had an appreciation for the beauty of nature.

Ignoring the armed wardens that followed from a safe distance, Ally had walked the grounds a few times in the twenty-four hours she’d been there, mainly to try and walk off the strong-ass sedative they’d given her before transportation.

Standing beside the blacked-out SUV in the loading bay, Rick held up the syringe, half full with an off-white substance. “It’s protocol,” he’d said. The authoritative tone in his voice was alien and new, and she didn’t care for it one bit, but the apologetic smile slipped through the mask. “Can’t let you see where we’re going.”

“I’m not letting you put whatever that shit is in me.”

“It’s a sedative,” he explained, “it’s just gonna make you sleep for a few hours. When you wake up, we’ll be where we need to be.”

She pressed her lips in a hard line. “No.”

“It’s me or one of them,” he pointed toward the two officers loading the trunk, the ones who had held her at gunpoint protecting Waller.

Ally unnecessarily weighed her options, as there wasn’t much in the way of choices. “Fine,” she huffed, snatching the needle from him. She held his eyes and plunged the sedative into her neck.

“Shit, Ally,” he said.

The last thing she remembered was Rick’s forlorn expression as he reached out toward her. She wasn’t sure he caught her limp body, but she had no injuries, so she assumed he had.

He’d kept that promise, at least. When she awoke, she was in a large bedroom of the Murphy House. She’d walked the halls of the grand house, getting her bearings, trying to see beyond the grounds from the windows to figure out exactly where she was, but it was too big.

A large lake with a dock was the focal point of the entire estate, and if granted permission, Ally wanted to find out if it was man-made or natural. It spread far and wide, with one long dock. Ally sat in one of the wooden deck chairs at the edge, with the house behind her and no walls visible beyond the lake’s reach. She could pretend she was on a mini-vacation, like the fishing trips her father used to take her and Max on.

Heavy boots on the old wood disrupted her reminiscing, and she wondered which sentry had been brave enough to approach her. Of all the ones she’d passed today, twenty-four by her count, she had asked two questions and been met with expressionless silence.

She glanced over her shoulder to see Rick striding toward her. The jeans and henley he wore didn’t fool her, neither did the bottle of bourbon and two glasses he set down on the table between the chairs. They weren’t friends having a drink and catching up while the sun set; she was his ward.

“Figured you’d need a drink,” he said, pouring a shot into each glass.

She said nothing, looked back out at the water and hoped she could fall back into her daydream of happier times.

Rick had other ideas. “How’re you feeling? Any side effects from the sedative?”

She closed her eyes and ignored him. After a stretched silence, he asked, “Have you eaten? I can get a pizza delivered or something.”

“Stop,” she sighed. “Faking being concerned about me isn’t fooling anyone, so just stop.”

“I’m not faking anything,” Rick implored, “never faked anything with you.”

“Just your name, Flag,” she reminded him, turning a sneer in his direction, “family history, past, and, oh yeah, who the fuck you are!”

“I lied,” he rebuked, holding her eyes, “I never faked anything. Everything I felt about you, everything I said, none of that was fake. I can prove it.” He shuffled to the edge of his seat, held his arm out to her, rolling the sleeve of his shirt to expose his flesh. “I’m not immune to your power,” he admitted, “I was taking a suppressant, but I haven’t had any for weeks. Use your power; ask me anything.”

The sincerity in his expression held her hostage for a moment. Unable to look away from the brown of his eyes. Brown didn’t even begin to describe the color, not with the setting sun shining on them. They were dark crystallized chocolate, ringed with gold light, like the corona of an eclipse that was impossible to look away from. She pondered for a moment how anyone could look into them and not fall for the courageous and kind man they belonged to, and that thought reminded her that someone else had.

“Okay, tell me, Flag, does June know you fucked your target?”

The cognitive process hopped over his features, a confused pull of his brow, his mouth opened and closed before recognition hit as to how she could know. “Waller told you.”

“Seems you have a thing for metahumans,” Ally snarked. His jaw flexed, and the amount of pleasure she took in getting under his skin was shameful. “Should I watch my back for her too?”

“No,” he sneered, “we broke up a long time before I met you.”

“We didn’t meet!” She spat, “you wormed your way into my life as an objective to your mission!”

He didn’t deny it, a fact she was thankful for. It was exhausting to fight with him, and she wasn’t sure she had much left in her.

“Ally, please,” he appealed, holding his arm out once again. “I need you to know everything I feel about you is real.”

“Stop!” she shouted, jumping to her feet to put distance between herself and the temptation of his offered hand. He didn’t deserve the opportunity to make himself feel better. “I don’t want to hear it. Maybe what you claim to feel about me is real, but I don’t know you, Flag.”

The muscles rippled across his jaw as he bit down whatever it was he was holding back. Gradually his features softened, and he asked, “Why didn’t you warn your brother?”

“I got arrested.”

“You didn’t get scooped up for three hours after you left my apartment,” Rick said matter of factly. “You had plenty of time.”

“I couldn’t get a hold of him.”

“Bullshit. We have your phone records. You didn’t even try to call him.”

“So?”

“So, you chose me.”

“I didn’t choose anyone.”

Smugly, he said, “Yet you did.”

“Shut up.”

“Whether you admit it or not, you did, you could’ve warned your brother, but you didn’t. Cause you knew he’d have killed me. You love me, Ally; I know you do. Otherwise, I’d be rotting in some unmarked grave somewhere.”

The idea of Rick; pale, sunken skin, flesh rotting from his bones, those beautiful eyes being lifeless made her want to gag, but she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of knowing how much it affected her. Because then he’d know how much she still cared. Instead, she growled, “I don’t know you, and I don’t love you, Flag.”

He shot to his feet, crowded her space, and through gritted teeth, he demanded, “stop calling me that.”

“I’m never gonna say your name again,” she said, and the ache of sorrow unclenched his jaw, and his mouth fell slack. But she wouldn’t let his torment dampen her resolve; she held her ground, squared her shoulders, and glared at him. “I can promise you that. So I may have chosen to save your life,” she languished. “But I also chose to fuck Bruce Wayne, and look how that’s working out for me. Clearly, my decision-making is flawed, Colonel Flag.”

“Is that why you screwed him?” asked Rick, “to get back at me.”

Yes. Absolutely. But she’d never admit to it because to do so would be admitting that she believed he cared for her. She shrugged, “maybe,” and paused to give the statement the full effect she wanted. “Or maybe I was under orders.”

“Waller didn’t tell you to fuck him.”

“Tell me, Flag,” Ally growled, “did she tell you to fuck me, or was that your choice?”

His head dropped to his chest, and she stepped around him, picking up the bottle of bourbon from the table before she marched toward the house.

Part 3 - Honey Trap

Dabbling in DC: @xoxabs88xox / @petitgateau911

Risking it all for Rick Flag: @cockslut-padalecki

Say My Name series: @loverhymeswith // @b3autyfuldisast3r // @harper-emory-writes // @nerdysuperchick

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[ask-pakistan]

//psssstt i had some time to do this quickly, so enjoy some Pak-Afghan drawing while you can//

[imranhalim003]

[potafg]

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[madame-vera]

AFG LGBTQA Bingo Masterpost To Be

For now I'm noting down ideas for every prompt but once the card's complete I'll either edit it into a masterpost or reblog as a production reference for a masterpost.

Exclusion/Rejection

I'm absolutely going to pick a character from the Royal Tutor for this. Really amps up the social expectations part of things.

Bulge Kink

Kokoro

Trans Omega

Gareki is a FTM Omega. Part of why he's pissed at affection is the social standards behind it. YogixGareki (Karneval)

"I love you, I love him, you love me... Why can't we all love each other?"

I'm having trouble deciding on the media and characters for this but tamaki/haruhi/kyoya is trumping thus far.

Moyashimon is also a strong contender

Karaoke

The MCs take a break away from their cafe by having a karaoke date. Chatting At The Amber Teahouse.

Height Difference

Ed x someone (fma)

Himawari-san and forgethernamedammit (Miss Sunflower)

Moyashimon

Flags

could be red flags

could be flag flags

maybe nhs (mdzs) with pins and patches? he could design them?

Still In The Closet

Maybe Seiya from Tsurune? mayhaps?

Modern AU

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Love Triangle

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Crying Under The Rain

Chigusa has an emotional moment during a rainshower, overwhelmed by the easy prevalence of water and it's gentle fall. Rakan helps him through it. (Silver Diamond)

True Mates (a/b/o soulmates)

you could get some real drama using junjou romantica for this. tricky, but possible, and very dramatic.

Free Space

Celebrant AU - gay marriage becomes legalised and in order to avoid bankruptcy via wedding gifts the MC gets a cheap celebrancy license and offers free services to his friends as the present. I'll decide the MC and fandom later.

Sharing An Umbrella

Hikaru and Akira walking back from their personal go match. Hikaru gets nostalgic about Sai and Umbrellas.

"And They Were Roommates"

Shen Yuan and Shang Qinghua having a laugh over heir partners being temporary (unwilling roommates). Bingmei just wants t know what's so funny. (SVSSS)

Strap On

That sex toy designer character I like from that manga I like (gonna need to take a scroll through my faves) makes a secondary penis strap-on and torments his boyfriend with it.

Showing Love Without Words

Shen Yuan wants to give Binghe all the love he can but can't bring himself to say 'i love you'. So instead he does sneak acts of service. Filling the kitchen with his favourite ingredients, using his favourite incense, sneaking cultivation supplies into his qiankun pouch, keeping books to Binghes interests on the shelf, etc. (SVSSS)

Dysphoria

Wandering Son (more attention on this story please, it's so good)

Danny Phantom (the fan theorists have a point)

Carry In Arms

Monochrome factor,(we need more cute Akira), Shirogane can carry him. could include a funny omake since Shirogane is invisible, would be very odd for a random bystander.

Roommates AU

Soma and (was is Takumi? the older italian brother) from food wars

"Nothing will stop me from loving you."

Megumi x Mikoto from Princess Princess sounds like an awesome idea.

Bar Fight

Takahiro gets into a drunken drawl with a homophobic asshole. Akihiko bails him out, very happy that Takhiro is slowly coming to accept his relationship with Misaki, if only very drunkenly begrudgingly. (Junjou Romantica)

Royalty AU

Maybe a Harmony AU, if i can work out how

Non-Binary Coming Out

Aoi officially comes put as a bi NB (he/they) after reaching high school. They come out to their friends and family (their immediate family does not take it well, their aunts take a little convincing but get there, 2 MCs are chill and supportive). Aoi picks a more open high school to live freely, further away from his previous schoolmates for a new start. Aoi, after some indecision, uses flags to come out on their blog page while announcing a hiatus because they want to work on their technical skills, personal growth, school work, maid occupation and develop a new blog image for the new stage he's at.

The flag bit may or may not be used as the upper flag prompt in a chaptered fic. We'll see how it goes. This is for Kaichou wa Maid-sama.

Alpha With Two Omegas

I'll be using the three main characters from Daites Ryou Koubouki (Offense and Defense in Daites) for the story since they have an interesting canon polyamorous dynamic. I haven't decided who to make the Alpha just yet. Koscise would be fun with two temperamental omega, but Mathesa honestly just makes more sense given their political relationships. We'll see.

[azizaryan]

Happy 100th Independence day.#afghanistan . . . . . . . . #HID #happyindependanceday #afghanistan #afghanistanflag #afghanistanday #face #eyes #flag #afg #afghan https://www.instagram.com/p/B1VQMEOg8CI/?igshid=vhm9l9z3e8c9

[cwnerd12]

The palace ballroom is set up for Council: seating is set up all around the edges, sectioned off into eight sections. Each section has its respective flag hanging over it. In the center is a round table with eight chairs. TV crews set up their cameras and make final checks. people begin to file into their seats.  In a secluded area, Andrew talks on his phone, “I’m busy! It’s Council! I can’t miss Council! Call my mother!” Beth, Adam, and Liam (all wearing their AFG jackets) enter, and begin searching for a spot to sit. Adam, “Where do you want to sit?” Liam, “I dunno, somewhere with a good view,” he points to some seats, “How about up there?” Beth and Adam follow him and sit down. Liam, “I feel stupid asking this, but are they selling snacks anywhere?” Beth, “Spectators are allowed bottles of water but nothing else.” Liam, “That sucks!” He leans back in his chair, “So what do we do now?” Beth, “Wait, I guess.” Liam sighs with nervous annoyance and looks around the ballroom. He spots Andrew in a corner, and leans into whisper to Adam, “Hey, isn’t that the motherfucker who made us leave Ammon?” Adam, “King Warner?” Liam, “No! Jack and Michelle’s cousin! The one who owned OMGossp!” Adam looks, “Oh… I dunno.” Liam pulls out his phone and begins searching. Adam, “What are you doing?” Liam, “Yes, it is him!” Liam goes over to the edge of the riser, “Hey!” Andrew dances over at him. Adam hurries over to Liam, “Come on, Liam, knock it off!” Liam, “Yeah, I know who you are, mother fucker!” Andrew says into his phone, “I have to go. I’m being harassed by AFG thugs.” Liam, “You think you’re so fuckin’ big with your gossip site spreading shit about David.” Adam, “Liam, man, shut up!” Something clicks in Andrew’s mind, “You’re the ones from Damascus, aren’t you? The ones with the bombs- what were your names? Montrose and So…..” Adam, “Solon.” Andrew, “Right. There was another one. Where’s he?” Liam, “He died fighting for the AFG!” Andrew, dismissively, “What a waste.” Liam, “You come say that to my face, motherfucker!” Adam elbows Liam as hard as he can, “Quit it!” Liam rubs his ribs, “Ouch!”Andrew rolls his eyes and turns to leave. Liam, ‘Hey were are you going?!” Andrew, “Where I won’t be bothered. You can talk to me when you realize how hollow your idol truly is, but until then, don’t bother me.” He walks off. Liam, “Hey!” He luges but Adam grabs him. Adam, “Come on, man. It’s not worth the fight.” Liam backs off, but still snarls at Andrew, “Our next target should be him.” Adam, “That’s up to David."

[mensrightsff]

RT @rahmanrahmanee: 3 districts in Ghazni, 3 in central AFG, 3 in the north, & 2 in the south have been cleared from Taliban terrorists in the last 48 h. 83 Pakistani citizens were killed between these hours. Some of them were buried in open ceremonies in Quetta with Taliban flags on their graves!

[jayu123-me]

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In a tempered glass, the tempering puts the outer surfaces into compression and the interior into tension. As a result, tempered glass does not splinter into jagged shards, but crumbles into small granular chunks when it gets broken. These smalssl granular chunks help prevent serious injuries and major accidents.

Tempered glass offers benefits such as high durability, better strength, and high safety. Therefore, it is widely used in various applications including passenger vehicle windows, shower doors, architectural glass doors and tables, refrigerator trays, and mobile screen protectors. It is also employed as a component of bulletproof glass. Furthermore, it is employed in diving masks. Tempered glass is also employed in various types of plates and cookware.

Tempered glass is widely used in various passenger vehicles. In the construction industry, tempered glass is used in interior and exterior elements of various structures, such as skylights, large windows, elevators, sliding doors, and windows, which extend close to the floor level. Tempered glass is also employed in swimming pools, doorways, and stairways due to its high strength and ability to ensure safety.

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Key Drivers and Restraints of Global Tempered Glass Market

Rise in consumer expenditure on interior designing is anticipated to be a major factor driving the tempered glass market. Growth in construction and automotive industries in emerging economies such as India, China, South Korea, and Indonesia is expected to boost the tempered glass market in the near future.

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Increase in demand for tempered glass in various end-use industries is also estimated to propel the market in the next few years. Similarly, growth in usage of tempered glass or toughened glass as a mobile accessory is expected to boost the tempered glass market during the forecast period.

Increase in usage of laminated glass as a substitute for tempered glass in the automotive industry due to its various beneficial features, such as anti-breakage and light weight properties, is anticipated to be a major factor hampering the tempered glass market in the near future.

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Tempered Glass Market: End-use Segment

In terms of end-use, the global tempered glass market can be segmented into automotive, building & construction, electrical & electronics, and others

The building & construction segment is expected to hold significant share of the global tempered glass market during the forecast period, owing to the rapid growth in usage of tempered glass in interior designing.

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Asia Pacific to be Key Region of Global Tempered Glass Market

In terms of region, the global tempered glass market can be divided into North America, Europe, Asia Pacific, Latin America, and Middle East & Africa

The tempered glass market in Asia Pacific is likely to expand at a faster pace compared to that in other regions during the forecast period. It is projected to be closely followed by North America. Increase in construction expenditure in countries such as Singapore, India, and Australia is expected to boost the demand for tempered glass. Growth in the construction industry in Asia Pacific & Middle East and expansion of the building & construction industry in countries such as India, Brazil, Indonesia, Vietnam, and Argentina offer lucrative opportunities to manufacturers of tempered glass.

Key Manufacturers Operating in Global Tempered Glass Market

The global tempered glass market was highly fragmented in 2019. Major players have prominent presence in developing countries. Key manufacturers operating in the global tempered glass market include:

Asahi Glass, NSG Group

Press Glass SA

Tyneside Safety Glass

Fuyao Group

Guardian industries

Saint-Gobain SA

AFG Industries

NSG Group

PPG Industries

Cardinal FG

Pilkington Group Limited

AYG Coating Glass Co., Ltd.

Shanghai North Glass Technology & Industry Co., Ltd.

Abrisa Technologies

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Brexit Day Finally Comes to U.K.

LOS ANGELES (OnlineColumnist.com), Jan. 31, 2020.--After three-and-half years since British citizens voted June 23, 2016 to exit the European Union [52% to 48%], the tumultuous Brexit issue comes to an end today at 2300 GMT or 2400 Brussels’ time.  While euroskeptics celebrate Britain’s exit from the European Union [EU] outside Parliament, 63-year-old former Prime Minister Theresa May can only ask why it didn’t happen on her watch.  Much to his credit, 55-year-old Prime Minister Boris Johnson pulled it off, delivering on Brexit some five months after taking office July 24, 2019. Whether admitted it or not, the European Union drove Britain out of the EU with its backing since March 15, 2011 a proxy war against Syrian President Bashar al-Assad.  EU officials joined Saudi Arabia, the United States and Turkey in trying to oust al-Assad.  Nine years of proxy war drove 15 million Syrians out of their country, scrambling to get into the EU.

            German Chancellor Angela Merkel and French President Emmanuel Macron funded the proxy war that killed about 500,000 Syrians, causing the worst refugee crisis since WW II.  When Syrians started flooding the EU’s borders looking for asylum, European countries were stressed to the breaking point.  U.K. voters reacted to terrorist attacks in France and Britain, eventually letting the immigration issue to drive the Brexit vote.  Today’s U.K. exit costs the EU $2,743,568 trillion in wealth, dropping the EU’s nominal Gross Domestic Product  to [GDP] $18,705.32 trillion, under the U.S. GDP of $21,439,453 trillion, placing the EU’s 27-member block squarely under the U.S.   “It’s a sad day, let’s not hide it,” Macron told French citizens.  “But it is a day that must also lead us to do things differently,” referring to Brexit as a “historic alarm signal,” offering only his profound regret.

            Macron expressed his regret because of what Brussels did to drive the U.K. out of the EU.  While there’s plenty of blame to go around, nothing drove Brexit more than the flood of Mideast refugees seeking asylum in Europe.  German Chancellor Angela Merkel practically destroyed her political career taking some 1 million Syrians into Germany, if not temporarily, in 2015.  Under pressure from Brussels, other EU countries like Czech Republic, Hungary and Poland threatened to follow Britain’s lead if the EU doesn’t stop its pressure campaign to take more Mideast and North African refugees.  Immigrant riots in Paris in 2018 led to the rise Alt-Right parties like Marine Le Pen’s Right National Party [NRP] in France and Germany’s AfG [Alternative for Germany] Party, both strongly anti-immigrant.  When Macron talks of taking inventory in the EU, he’s talking about revisiting the EU’s refugee policy.

            At EU headquarters in Brussels, the Union Jack was removed, officially recognizing the U.K. is no longer part of the EU. While removing the U.K.’s flag at EU headquarters in Brussels, EU Commission President Ursula von de Layen tried to find a silver lining to the momentous event.  But anyway you slice it, the EU. Loses 20% of its GDP losing the U.K.  “As the sun rises tomorrow, a new chapter for our union of 27 will start,” von de Leyen said, knowing replacing the U.K. is impossible.  No one in the EU’s previously 28 nation-state embodied the economic and human rights principles more than Great Britain.  Von de Leyen’s kidding herself ignoring the reasons behind Brexit, largely due to the EU backing of the nine-year-old Saudi proxy war against Damascus. Without recognizing how Brussels alienated the U.K. and other key EU states, the EU could shrink more in future years.  Poland’s independence movement threatens take Warsaw out of the EU next.

            Poland’s Parliament passed legislation Dec. 20, 2019 allowing MPs to toss out bad judges in Poland’s judiciary.  EU members, like Merkel and Macron, chastised the Polish government for voting to allow the parliament to toss out bad judges. Backed by 47-year-old Polish President Andrzej Duda, the Polish parliament defied Brussels, telling the EU that Poland will be the master of its own laws, not the EU.  Poland’s defiance of EU standards sets up future confrontation with other EU countries, especially Hungary and the Czech Republic.  If Von de Leyen doesn’t play her cards rights, she could watch the Czech Republic, Hungary and Poland bail out of the EU. Whatever lessons were learned from Brexit, it’s that the U.K. didn’t want the EU’s problems, especially when it came to its immigration crisis.  Looking to the future, the EU will have to accommodate differences in remaining member states.

            Completing Brexit today at 2300 GMT, Johnson told the U.K. it’s “not an end but a beginning,” meaning the Britain will thrive just fine without EU membership.  Johnson’s committed to keeping the EU border in Northern Ireland open, just like it’s been since Britain singed on to the March 26, 1995 Schengen Agreement, allowing passport-free travel across all EU countries. Johnson still has to deal with a comprehensive trade agreement, trying to retain many of the benefits of EU membership.  EU ministers insist that the U.K. maintains all the trade standards and security arrangements that applied for EU membership.  But satisfying Northern Ireland and Scotland won’t be easy for Johnson for whom Brexit was opposed by large margins.  Most of Britain’s big cities opposed Brexit, including Scotland.  Brexit “will be a moment of profound sadness for many of us across the U.K.,” said Scottish Minister Nicola Sturgeon.

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Labor Backs Down On Brokers

Federal Labor will allow mortgage brokers to continue being paid by banks if it wins government, abandoning its previous support for the Royal Commission’s call that consumers should pay brokers.

Shadow Treasurer Chris Bowen says upfront commissions, which are paid by banks to brokers for arranging loans, should be allowed to continue but be capped at 1.1% of a loan’s value.

That would roughly double current upfront commissions, which would partly cushion the impact from Labor’s already flagged policy to ban trail commissions.

The policy is a stark change from Labor’s initial “in principle” support for the Royal Commission’s recommendation that all commissions be phased out and replaced with a fee paid by consumers. Investors are now betting the outlook for mortgage brokers is as grim as feared. After shares in listed brokers Mortgage Choice and AFG crashed in response to the Royal Commission’s call for an overhaul of remuneration, both stocks rebounded following the backdown from Labor.

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Any Fandom Goes Bingo - Round 2

@anyfandomgoesbingo - looking forward to diving into this one, see what I can conjure up 😁

Warnings (detailed warnings on fics) -

🥰Fluff // 💔Angst // 💀Death // 🤬Language // 🔞Smut // 💋Cheating // 👊🏻Violence // 🍺Alcoholism // 🥵Implied Smut // ⚠Trigger Warning

Flirting With Mayhem

Squares Filled: Batman panties - Fandom: Sons Of Anarchy

W/C: 2.8k Pairing: Opie Winston x fem!reader Warnings: 🔞💔🤬🥰

Summary: The graveyard shift is your favorite. The characters that wander into the all-night diner are weird and wonderful, none more so than Opie Winston.

Stay

Squares Filled: Stay by The Kid Laroi ft. Justin Bieber - Fandom: SPN

W/C: 3k Pairing: Dean Winchester x fem!reader Warnings: 🔞💔💋🤬🍺🥰

Summary: Sometimes people run because they want to be found. Dean runs from his feelings and when he's finally ready to face them, maybe it's too late for the one person he wants to find him.

Say My Name - Part 1 Mini-Series

Squares Filled: Positions by Ariana Grande Fandom: DC

W/C: 2.8k (series 12k) Pairing: Rick Flag x metahuman!OFC, brief Batfleck x metahuman!OFC. Warnings: 🔞💔🥰

Summary: Rick goes undercover to put an end to a crime syndicate. He makes the rookie mistake of falling for his mark, Ally. Will he go through with it and arrest her along with her family? Or does Amanda Waller have ulterior motives, as always?

Two Birds One Stone - Part 2 Say My Name Mini Series

Squares Filled: Batman Smut Fandom: DC

W/C: 3.9k (series 12k) Pairing: Batfleck x metahuman!OFC. Warnings: 🔞💔🥰

Date Night

Square Filled: Dean Winchester - Fandom: Supernatural

W/C: 1.2k Pairing: Dean Winchester x Fem!Reader (she/her) Warnings:🔞🥰

Summary: It's date night and Dean has a perfect idea.

Tell Me I'm A Fool

Square Filled: "It's me or her. You have to choose." - Fandom: Marvel

W/C: 1.9k Pairing: Steve Rogers x OFC Warnings:🥰💔

Summary: Thanos has been defeated but with that comes consequences. The stones offer Steve a chance to live the life he dreamt of with Peggy but is that truly where his heart belongs?

Frustrations

Square Filled: sex in front of a mirror - Fandom: Marvel

W/C: 600 Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!reader (she/her) Warnings: 🔞 🤬

Summary: She knows how to push his buttons till he has no choice but to take his frustrations out on her.

What It Tastes Like

Square Filled: "I thought I could trust you." - Fandom: Marvel

W/C: 1k. Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!reader (she/her) Warnings: 🥰🥵🤬

Summary: Bucky didn't intentionally break her trust, but maybe Sam has the right idea of how he can make it up to her.

Turning Into A Vampire - A Bucky Barnes x OFC fic coming soon. Details to be confirmed.

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Master Lists: Main // Supernatural // Marvel

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As 4th of July approaches... I ultimately think of Lake Floyd Club I truly miss it, however, when I was deployed to Afghanistan was the year that Terry Feight had Cole (some know him as bug) my son raise the flag on that day, July 4th, 2012. That day will not be nearly as important to him as me. See the thing is I grew up next to Terry. He was a quiet man but I was so envious of his wood shop. Not bc he had a wood shop but for the fact, he had a place to escape. Terry and I may had only spoke a thousand words besides the occasional "hello." Which scared me as a kid....I mean if you know me you know I'm a "communicator." "Sorry I digress." After that 4th, when I got to see Bug (it's like Boo for those who really know me) "cole" on FaceTime he was so excited bc he got to raise the flag in front of everyone in honor of me being in Afghanistan. While still down range in AFG I got a package in the mail. It was from Terry. I have no recollection of anything else in that package (sorry Terry) other than the coolest/best/most memorable/ shocking challenge coin I could have ever received. ***If you don't know what a challenge coin is please Look that up before going on *** Terry sent me a Purple Heart coin for the date he received it. A lot was going on at that time while we were deployed so I don't really know if I had ever reached back It wasn't until 2 years ago I was in a very rough spot dealing with life and all the other things I go through. I decided to reach out to him. Thankfully for me, he was willing to talk. This man had a Purple Heart license plate my whole life but I never knew why or him till I needed him and he was there. Terry, "It's not Veterans Day or Memorial Day, it's the day that I will forever be so grateful! You helped Cole to remember me and be proud of his mom as a service member and to be proud that he got to raise the "Ensign" that day. Thank you so much for what you did, you're service but even more so thank you for reaching out, you doing that was and has been more than most would ever understand. I wish I would have known earlier in life. "Happy 4th!" I miss the lake parades so much!"

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