#it's not like I personally know any Puerto Ricans (unless one of you is... I just don't know many people in general)

[medicinemane]

Make Puerto Rico a state already, don't like having second class Americans, and that's how I'd describe it when they're out there paying taxes, contributing to the good of the country, but they don't even get representation via things like a senator

Like I'm sat here thinking about it and... do Puerto Ricans living in Puerto Rico even get to vote for president? Cause... that's never listed in the electoral college vote count, so I'm gonna guess no

Seem to remember hearing somewhere something about "no taxation without representation", sounded pretty good I thought

Make Puerto Rico a state, make them a state. Every year I get more and more pissed off as I think about how fellow Americans are treated like this. I'm extremely pro Puerto Rico, they're clearly a part of the union... you either make them a state or make them their own country, you don't keep people trapped in this limbo state where they've got less rights than I do

[thekeeperof-thefandoms]

I asked a few of my favorite hazbin writers this and only one answered and it was ok but I felt like it could have been expanded on so here's my take

Vox, Val, Alastor, and Lucifer react to your love language being baking/cooking

Vox

(Starting with him because he's the one thaf inspired this).

Vox came from the 50s and even though I firmly believe he is past all the ingrained gender roles and homophobia I think he still has some internalized misogyny. He wants to be viewed as the man in the relationship, the breadwinner, the provider. He can cook for himself but it's pretty basic food (except steak. Like every other man since the invention of the grill how to bbq has been hardwired into his brain. If his partner also grills ya'll fight over whose turn to cook out it is)

(Unrelated but as a lesbian who loves to grill, and is the designated grill bro, butch lesbians or cookout lesbians are some of Vox's favorite type of gays to chill with)

I firmly believe that's why even though he's a sub, it's so hard and would take time and trust to get him to let you top and enjoy it. He's so worried people will find out and judge him, that you'll judge him. His ego can be very fragile.

Especially if we go with the Vox used to be a cult leader theory. His power, image, and success are linked to his ability to appear in control. To appear to have all the answers and take responsibility. It's going to take a lot of time and patience to unravel all that and help him seperate his personal and professional image.

That being said, a partner who uses acts of service as a love language is perfect for him. He's a busy man, so he tends to be a gift giver type. The gifts are always well thought out and expensive. He wants it to be something you need, want, can get a lot of enjoyment from, and be worth the money spent, so he puts time and effort into them. Unless he's just showing off by giving you his card and telling you to go nuts.

So you taking time to make his coffee for him the way he likes, ordering lunch from his favorite places and having it sent to his office so he remembers to eat, or just texting him reminders to drink water or eat/take breaks throughout the day makes him giddy.

If you're his assistant or something, (and I believe Vox absolutely would have his partner working for him/with him), then it's even better when you take on extra work to try and help him. Organizing his schedule, sorting emails/mail, and proofreading things. Any small act you do for him, because you want to and care about him, makes his heart rate pick up.

It'll really make him overheat, glitching slightly, literal heart eyes, if he comes home after a shitty day and you're cooking for him.

His internal monologue is absolutely raving about what a good housewife you are for him, a hard working husband.

Bonus points if you cleaned too! Either way, he adores you even more now, letting you fret and coo at him, removing his jacket and tie, pouring him a drink and telling him dinner will be ready soon and you made his favorite. He's so tempted to bend you over the counter right now, but that would ruin dinner. After you guys eat though, he's having you for dessert. Man's gonna make sure you know how much he appreciates this by turning your knees to jello, good luck walking tomorrow, doll.

If you bake treats and bring them to VoxTek he's gonna brag so much. Literally the embodiment of John Mulaney's, "That's my wife!" If you bring them just for him, he's defending his treats like they're the last ones in Hell. He has literally hit Val with a fly swatter for even asking if he could have one.

(Unrelated but like, chubby vox maybe? You're cooking is too good)

Valentino

Val wishes he could cook better. He's some kind of latino, so I feel like the fact he can't cook very well is a sore spot culturally. He can make the salsa and chips and like, help with stuff, he knows how to wrap tortillas and tomales (I picture him as like Mexican or Puerto Rican but that's just cuz the town I grew up had a large Puerto Rican group).

It doesn't help that his eyesight is even more shit in Hell. He can't see what he's doing hald the time. It ruins his art hobby too. He's overall just more easily frustrated with his bad eyesight.

I don't imagine you guys dating per se. Maybe you're his sugar baby, maybe you're someone he hired to help him do stuff like clean and organize and you just sorta start doing other things to help him. (Again I'm not saying it excuses jackshit, but as someone who worked with bipolar people and people with mood disorder I kinda see the fan theory in him, either way I think all the Vees could be sort of trained to be better people, but especially Val. We already saw Vox do it.)

After all, he's usually in a much better mood if you do and that means less outbursts. The first few times you cook him something he teases you about being his housewife, tries to make it sexual. It's not really something he clocks as being an act of love because I don't think you'd realize it yourself at first. I think the more you got to see him when he wasn't stressed, lashing out, being abusive, you'd start catching feelings. ("I can fix him", delulu asses)

He loves to be in the kitchen when you cook once it starts becoming a regular thing. He can't see clearly what you're doing but the way you move around the kitchen and get what you need, even if you're an ADHD mess and do steps out of order or at random, he can tell you know what you're doing. He likes to smell the food too while it's cooking.

He will ask you to try and make some spicier/more traditional foods he grew up with, but he doesn’t remember all of the ingredients, and it just gets him more frustrated he can't tell you. If you look them up and surprise him with it it'll probably be the most genuine, human response you get from him.

He's shocked, silent, standing frozen in the penthouse as familiar smells waft around him. You present him a plate nervously, practically shaking hoping it's good enough. The first bite nearly puts him in tears. No one's done anything this nice for him? Why would you? Lowkey thinks you want something from him. It's gonna make him paranoid for a while so don't expect a verbal compliment but he eats it all.

Eventually though, one day when you're in the kitchen cooking, humming softly and swaying your hips, one set of his arms will wrap around your waist, the other reaching around you help with the salsa, or wrap a tamale, and he'll prop his chin on your head and mumble out thanks. Some praise, maybe. Would definitely tell you stories about eating these foods growing up.

It's the first step towards having an actual relationship with him.

Alastor

This man almost always insists on cooking. He isn't much of a sweet tooth either. You tell him one night you want to try cooking for him. Tell him you understand it's an activity he enjoys and relaxes too, (especially if you know it's something that reminds him of his mother), but you want to do something for him and this is one way you show you care.

It's gonna remind him of his Mama so much that if you didn't know why he loved cooking so much before you do now. He compromises. You pick the meal and gather the ingredients and do most of the cooking and he helps prep and does dishes.

He playfully critiques you the entire time about adding some spice too it or a little southern flair. Just smack him with the wooden spoon, gently. It's gonna make him laugh because his Mama used to do that when he wouldn't keep out of the sweets, or tried to add stuff to her cooking.

Once you start it becomes habit to help each other in the kitchen every night, trading off who cooks and who preps and does dishes.

If you do find baked goods he likes that aren't too sweet and send them to him as snacks, especially to Overlord meetings, he's so fucking obnoxious about his sweet little doe (doesn't matter if you are one or not) and how they spoil him. Especially rubs it in Vox's face (not him whining to his partner so they send him with treats too so he can also brag).

Only shares with Charlie, Rosie, Niffty, and sometimes Zestiel. If he's feeling generous, Husk can have a bite.

Low-key also has a thing for his partner behaving domestically even if he isn't exactly invested in traditional marriage.

Favorite activity though is dancing with you in the kitchen to jazz while dinner cooks, holding you close, in his room usually, so he can hear the sounds of the bayou. If he closes his eyes he can pretend this is how his life went and that his Mama is in the corner or sitting in her chair, watching him, happy to see him find someone.

He will literally kiss Vox willingly before admitting that last part though.

Lucifer

It's not that he can't cook, it's just....it's easier to just snap his fingers and make food appear. He's been in a depressed slump for decades man, he's lived off of the 'want food, no cook, only eat' mindset.

When you come into his life it's a complete overhaul. Despite what issues you have yourself you can recognize someone in worse state than you and immediately categorize and prioritize. First thing first, get this man's duck collection/obsession organized, thinned out, and under control.

Second, help him work through his issues with Lillith and Charlie. Encourage therapy, be a mediator between him and Charlie (and trust me she appreciates it. She knows her dad struggles, didn't know how bad, and still feels awkward). Help him socialize more, rebuild his connection with the other sins.

Get this man a work schedule!

Then it's on to personal habits. You help him get out of bed, you're both probably a little helpless in the sleeping on time category though. Help him get a routine again to keep out of his funk. Then you start cooking for him. It just happens naturally. You enjoy cooking, you enjoy showing people you love how much you care by providing good meals.

At first he's gonna resist and tell you he can handle that, you already do so much for him. He can cook or better yet he can just make it appear and you laugh and tell him it tastes better when it's made with love. He brushes it off as a joke too, you're both just being silly and obviously you said that to get him to quit fussing. Except, unholy hell does it actually taste so much better.

Lucifer hadn’t realized how bland and unsatisfying just materializing the food was. Maybe that's because he was so depressed and uninterested in what he ate, maybe not. Either way, your cooking is so much fucking better. He actually looks forward to eating now. If he gets caught up in work or has a bad day, you make sure to always bring him something, leaving it as an offering of sorts. It almost always works and entices him to eat at least once.

You cook, he does dishes, and he will not budge on that rule. He wants to be a fair man. He occasionally boots you out to do dessert, though. Apple pie is his bitch and you've never tasted one as good as his. He also makes good pancakes and some absolutely orgasmic angel's food cake.

Ironicall, devil's food cake is one of your go to recipes. Sometimes you both make a cake and take it to events just to watch people get confused as fuck when it's revealed the literal Devil did not make the devil's food cake.

Everyime you're in the kitchen together it's a disaster, you're both to silly and chaotic. You were making noodles one time and he threw flour at you so you smacked him with the noodle you were holding, leaving a line of flour and a speck of dough against his cheek. From there it escalates. It happens every time. Making cakes together, you're smashing frosting on each other. Making cookies, you're fighting each other to stop eating cookie dough.

Once, after you get fed up with him stealing her spatula to lick the chocolate off of, hovering above you with his wings, you pout and bat your eyes, asking him sweetly to please give it back. He swoops down in front of you, booping your nose to smear chocolate on it and leaning in to kiss you, letting you have a taste of the chocolate batter you were mixing for brownies. While his tongue is in your mouth, drunk off the taste of you and chocolate you smash an egg over his head and let out a triumphant cheer, snatching back your spatula.

He's so stunned his wings disappear and he drops the last few inches to the ground while you cackle. His heart is pounding, his ears are ringing, and his chest feels like it's gonna explode. His eyes are literal sparkles. He hasn't felt this much joy, wonder, and love since Charlie was born. It feels like witnessing creation all over again, of the breathlessness he felt when he first saw Lillith.

You're laughter stops when you realize he's just staring at you awestruck and you smile, asking if he's ok.

"For once...yeah..Yes. I'm ok." He responds, genuinely. You kiss his cheek and resume baking. He watches you from the counter now, dreamily, thinking about how he's gonna marry you someday.

[witness2caesar]

Introduction Post !

Hello! I already had one of these but some has changed in that little amount of time and I decided to finally get on with it to rewriting it. So here is some stuff about me and my practice.

Before we get into it I would like to say I am so genuinely thankful for having people interact with me on here and be kind to me even when I ask certain questions for help. This especially applies to anyone who saw and comforted me on my very first post going over my anxiety with this and the post where I vented about my depression. I do not reply to comments under posts mainly because I am nervous to but please know that I am forever grateful for all the kindness and support. ❤️

I go by multiple names but as of right now I use "Alyce", "Amleth", "Nakoa", & "Heloise" the most. I have just turned 17 years old about a month ago, I use any pronouns along with Neos such as vamp.(Because gender is fun). I am a Puerto Rican Taíno, with some Dutch thrown in there from my moms side. My experience with my practice hasn't been for long, but my research makes up for it I think. I have been hyper-fixated on Greek Mythology in general since Elementary school but became interested and drawn to the Hellenic practice in middle school. I am not by any means saying my research has been 100% reliable or valid compared to actual first hand experience.

I am a baby witch! I have been interested in the idea of it since around the same time I've been interested in the Hellenic practice, my mom is a very superstitious lady so that still has effect on how I can practice in the house. I am still very new to Tarot, and I have a long way to go with it (Searching up on YouTube for shuffling tutorials)...

About my worship and relationships with Gods, I publicly worship Apollo, Ares, and Hermes. I mostly keep my worship and relationship with Helios, Selene, Nyx, Dionysus, and Aphrodite very private unless to post something silly or progress that I am proud of. This is just a personal choice of mine for now. So you will most likely see more posts of those three than those other five.

I am a writer! The main genre I stick to is around Thriller and Fantasy, and have at least 20+ unfinished book ideas in my docs. I've been feeling much more confident about my writing though and started thinking about doing writing commissions in the future. I do block a lot! So if anyone finds themselves blocked by me its just for personal preference on what I want on my dash, so please don't take it personally :3<

I have an Instagram and TikTok that is also for religious posts but I have just recently made the Instagram and for the TikTok you will have to dm for it because I do not feel comfortable giving it out on a site like this. Thank you:)

[juannaflippa]

random total drama reboot sexuality headcanons (made these while listening to laufey)

priya is pan, she just kinda knew she loved any and all genders. demiromantic, falls in love at first sight but always thinks twice about if its a crush or not (it never is). uses she/they. scared to tell her parents

millie gives lesbian tbh, never felt attraction to a guy. had 'crushes' on girls and always brushed them off until she was like wait. holy darn i'm gay what the flip okay. also demiromantic, just like, never has crushes but knows she can

julia's bi. idk she just like, likes girls. she's never dated a girl but she lowk wants to, never told anyone

hear me out. mk, aromantic. always joked about how she was too busy with her tech to be into romance, then she realized she wasn't joking. also lesbian and nonbinary

nichelle is THE closet lesbian my god, straight on air but lesbian off set. got caught on a date with a girl once and literally had to make a whole 10 page insta slide explanation (everyone skimmed it, no one even cared, literally everyone still thought she was still straight UNTIL she made the post.)

axel is just so lesbian to me idk. her and ripper get together in season two tho so idk but i still live by the lesbian hc tbh

scary girl is just. scary. idk man she's not a girl or boy they are just an essence. unlabeled, asexual, probably uses any pronouns because as long as you're scared she don't care

emma is so transfem to me she is just a trans girl trust me. she's also bisexual and uses she/they. chill about telling people she's bi, but doesn't really bring up that she's trans unless she trusts you

raj is obviously gay. felt more free when he realized. lowk forced himself to have crushes on girls to fit in, like just thought you could choose someone and be like "yup ur my crush now"

wayne is either the BIGGEST straight ally ever or aroace. idk he just gives aroace vibes to me, also faked crushes. raj and wayne would LOWK be jealous of eachother for actually having crushes on girls ☠️

bowies gay of course. always just kinda knew, very very open about it. get's bullied for it sometimes but he doesn't care (the other person always get BODIED by his insults if bowie feels like it)

damien is transmasc and bi, pretty open about it. he doesn't mind telling people cause he doesn't care if they hate him for it. always shocks people when he comes out, he finds it funny

chase is so transmasc oh my god he has literally never told anyone and he is scared to. also the HARDEST bisexual closet case my god

zee idkk like maybe genderfluid bisexual asexual and uses any pronouns.

ripper is an on the low bisexual. wants to held by a MAN

anddd caleb idk probably straight ally

non sexuality related but

emma listens to laufey!

emma and chase havent come out to eachother about being trans. emma told chase about being bisexual and chase just kind of ghosted her for a few days

raj is autistic and wayne has adhd

damien listens to tyler, the creator

axel is def hispanic, she got that puerto rican blood in her i swear

damien got snake bite piercings

chase still payed for all of emmas subscriptions after they broke up ☠️

chase was buying tampons for emma and deadass asked her "babe what size yo pussy". she blocked and ghosted him for a good week

emma is an avid minecraft player, lowk got chase into it (they had a hardcore world for THREE YEARS and chase got them killed by a creeper when they were making a bakery for emma because he SWORE emma was paranoid for wanting to wear armor)

bowie used to be a track kid

emma tried to go vegan for like a week before she quit

damien is probably autistic

chase used to work at one of those kiosks at the mall that sell shitty overpriced sunglasses

priya has watched total drama more times than she can count. her parents didn't let her watch any other shows until she could memorize all the lines to island, action, and world tour if she was LUCKY

chase is a kpop stan

that's it. that's the post. same time next week guys???

[dr-spencer-reids-queen]

Lo-Fi: Part Two

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~1.9k

Warnings: canon violence, canon language, canon talk of death, methods of kill

Author’s Note: I do not own anything from Criminal Minds. All credit goes to their respective owners. If there is any warnings that exceed the normal death/kills from the show, I will list them. If you’ve seen the show, then it’s the same level of angst unless otherwise stated

The only way you're going to get an accurate profile on your unsub is if you walk the crime scene. Brustin, JJ, Rossi, you, and Derek head to the subway where the most recent murder happened. The police have sectioned off this stop, so you're not worried about people getting off the subway and contaminating the crime scene.

"Who in the hell thinks they can get away with murder in the middle of the day in New York City?" Derek asks angrily.

"Someone patient enough who waits for the one who gets separated from the flock."

"Is that the spot?" JJ asks, pointing to the area where the unsub shot a man in cold blood.

"Yeah," Brustiun says, clearly not interested in you being here.

"Are we boring you?" Derek asks. "Look, I know you don't like SSA Joyner. That's fine, I get it, but we're here to do a job."

"Have any of your people ever been cops?"

"Chicago," Derek immediately answers.

"Then you'll understand. I take it real personally if something like this happens in my city. I was a beat cop during the Son of Sam. This is worse. He's not just going after one type, he's going after everybody. I need everybody working on this case, taking it personally."

"You have that," you say.

"We'll see."

You turn your efforts into piecing together what happened hours ago. The energy left behind is still fresh, and the spirit of the deceased still lingers around. You close your eyes and let yourself be consumed by the energy so that when you open your eyes, you're brought back to when the crime occured.

People stop off the subway in a hurry to get somewhere. There are some walking by slowly so they don't miss anything, but everyone has somewhere to be. Everyone has a job to get to, a significant other to see, and places to spend their money with.

The victim never even saw it coming. He got off the train thinking he was going to go home without an issue. The unsub walked off the subway seconds later, but you can't make anything out on his face. He knew he was being filmed, so he kept his head down so you aren't able to see who he is.

You walk closer to the man and pause the scene so that everyone is frozen around you. You bent slightly to get a better look at his face, but all that's there is a black hole where his eyes and mouth are. He's tried so hard to conceal who he is that he's done a good job at masking himself from you.

The only thing you get is the color of his skin. He is a white male, and that's the majority of the city's occupants. The other thing you get is the color of his energy. It's red, but it's a calming red as if he decided to shoot someone like he'd decide what meal to eat next.

No matter how much you replay the events, you're not getting anything else off the unsub.

"We've had glimpses of this guy, but the descriptions have been sketchy. Some people said he's a light-skinned black man, Asian, Puerto Rican, which is basically every homeboy in the city," Brustin scoffs.

"He's white," you say and look at your team.

"How do you know?"

"I saw him. Not all of him, but enough to see the color of his skin."

Before Brustin has a chance to respond to that, Derek takes over. These detectives wouldn't understand what you can do. Cooper might, but Brustin definitely wouldn't.

"Were the ballistics the same for every shooting?"

"We checked the records back ten years, but the gun's never been recycled," Brustin answers, finally peeling his eyes from you.

".22s aren't exactly the weapon of choice these days. All I know is this guy is organized. He studies the cameras, and carries a gun that's easy to conceal. He knows what he's doing."

This kind of unsub is smart, too smart for your own good. He'd never strikes near where he lives so that he can put some distance between his murder life and his personal life. The unsub strikes at the same time of day, and he knows where the cameras are placed. That means he's doing his own pre-surveillance. A need-motivated killer operates within his own comfort zone while an organized killer with some other motivation will make sure to strike outside that zone, not where he lives.

Unfortunately, that means that every other neighborhood in the city has a reason to be terrified.

The unsub truly did his research because while your team was at the subway, he was striking somewhere else in a different city. As soon as you got the word that there is another murder, your half of the team heads over there to meet with Hotch, Cece, and Cooper. JJ went back to the office to be with Spencer and Emily to work the case from home base.

Since this is a fresh crime scene, and the body hasn't even been taken away yet, the energies are strong enough for you to picture exactly what happened. While the first unsub stepped off the subway, this second unsub came creeping around the corner of a building and targeted the victim.

You say second unsub because the energy is different. While the first one had a calming energy about him, this one is more angrier. While the unsub could have gotten angry after leaving the subway, you know this one is a different person because the base color of his energy is different.

You're dealing with two unsubs. That, and his skin color is a lot darker than the one before him. You're not sure if there is a third, but you're definitely dealing with two people.

"Uniforms are rounding up witnesses. It doesn't seem like anyone got a clean look," Cooper says.

"It makes sense because he's probably gone before anyone even realizes what's happening."

"Is this what it felt like during the Son of Sam?" Kate asks since she wasn't there for it.

"Yes. At first, we realized that if the violence was truly random, there was almost no way of stopping it. It seems like these people have figured that out," Brustin states.

"From the placement of that camera, odds are the only view they're gonna get is the back of his head," Derek says.

"Let's not be too quick to decide what we do or don't have."

Kate gives him a cold look before walking away. Brustin and Cooper whistle lowly at the fact that Derek was on the receiving end of her cold demeanor and not them.

"Do you mind telling me why I'm catching attitude from her?" Derek asks Hotch.

"FBI Brass has made it clear to her that if she doesn't bring this case home, she's gonna be reassigned. You are at the top of the list to replace her."

"Are you kidding me?"

"Why should you be surprised? You're good at your job. People notice that."

"What happened to the bureau patting itself on the back for stealing her away from Scotland Yard?"

"I don't know. Politics here are different, and you can see she doesn't pull punches."

"I think we're dealing with two unsubs here," you say, catching the attention of the two detectives.

"What evidence do you have to support that?" Brustin asks.

"None, but--"

"Then you're not sure. This is the work of one seriously messed up person."

"Look, Hotch, I saw the first unsub step off that subway. He was white and had a calming energy about him. This unsub is black and has an angrier energy. We're dealing with a duo, maybe more."

Hotch knows to trust you when you say things like this, which is why he doesn't hesitate to back you up on this.

"We should look for evidence that would point to two people. We can't dismiss the possibility of this being a team. We need to consider all possibilities here."

"Whatever you say, boss," Brustin sighs.

"Six murders, and he's finally communicating with us," Rossi says, showing everyone the Tarot card in his hands. "It's a Tarot card. Death."

"Isn't that a little on the nose, even for a psycho?"

"Regardless, do you think this guy is into spiritual stuff? Or both of them if it is two people?" you ask, wording the question that way for Brustin's benefit.

"If he or they are, he certainly doesn't know tarot. The death card doesn't actually signify physical death. It's more of a transformation from one place to another like a job promotion or a marriage."

"If he's not into fortune telling, what's with the card?"

"This card is meant for us. He wants us to know that he knows we're here. If they're doing their own surveillance, then it's likely he's watching us now. Smile, you might be on camera."

After you gather everything you can from the scene, you let local police deal with the body and the public. Your team including the two detectives head back to the FBI office in New York. Once word got out to the reporters about what's really happening, they surrounded the building with microphones, cameras, and tons of questions.

Everyone ignores their questions as you head inside where JJ, Emily, and Spencer are.

"What did you find out?" Hotch asks.

"Here is the latest shooting," Emily says, pulling up the video of it. "This was the previous murder." She pulls up the subway murder. "Okay, do you see anything weird here?"

"The second one sprints off, and the first walks calmly. It's two entirely different demeanors," Derek says.

"With six kills in, his behavior should be set."

"Check this out. Garcia, are you still there?" Spencer asks.

"Would I ever leave you?" she chuckles over the phone. "I did a digital perspective analysis rendering on the shootings where we have footage. Now, the first two are inconclusive, but the last two I found something weird. Your calm walking type is about 6'1", but your sprinter is 5'9", 5'10" tops."

"We've got more than one unsub," Hotch confirms what you've been saying.

You needed them to get to that conclusion on their own or they would have never believed you.

"Do you believe me now?" you ask Brustin and Cooper.

"So, we have more than one unsub. What does that tell us?" Rossi asks.

"Most teams stick together. They don't usually kill separately. It could be some kind of gang initiation."

"Gangs will kill you if they encroach on your territory, not random people all over the city," Emily dismisses.

"I'll coordinate with the gang task force and make sure we have an overview by morning," JJ states before walking away.

"Do you think we have enough for a working profile?" Kate wonders.

"We still need more information. Dave, you, Y/N, and Reid talk to the agents here. Morgan and Prentiss, brief the police when each shift comes on duty tomorrow," Hotch orders.

"I think we should get out on the streets," Derek says.

"I brought you here to create a profile."

"Which we can give in the morning, and then they can share it with the afternoon shift," Derek argues.

"We've allocated every extra man we have. This is New York City. It's not like a few more people are going to blanket the city," Kate sighs.

"I understand it's a long shot, but these guys hit at midday. We could target the entry and exit to particular neighborhoods. Position us near express stops--14th, 42nd, 59th--"

"Morgan, it's not your call," Hotch cuts him off.

Derek scoffs and leaves before he says something he regrets later.

"I'd like to join you in the profile if that's not stepping on your toes," Kate asks.

"It's no problem," Rossi shrugs.

You're not going to get any more work done today since it's the end of the day, and the unsubs aren't known to shoot during the night. They want an audience and want to be seen, so the best time to do it is in the middle of the day. The mornings and nights are the safest from these kinds of people.

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[bluemoon160]

【IᑎTᖇOᗪᑌᑕTIOᑎ】 💙🌌

Hey everyone! My name is Rosalind but I also go by Ross or Ros. OR you could call me by my internet names Blue or Bluemoon if you’d like! (It’s a lot of names I know lol sorry. Just pick whatever).

I’m a 20yo artist, writer, and editor who will be mostly focusing on fanart, self ship, furry content, and maybe some cosplay on this blog. I do have a business focused on my published books, OCs, and editing services which you can find here if you’re interested. I’m more active over on those accounts since I work on that stuff almost full time now but I try and post fan/personal content when I can. This blog specifically will be a place for all my self indulgent interests. I may not be super active here but will try to anyway :)

【ᗪIᔕᑕᒪᗩIᗰEᖇ】

Skip ahead to read more about me, my, interests, and who I ship with, etc. But in the meantime, I need to get this out of the way and say that I really wanna make new friends here but I’m also hesitant to rejoin any sort of self ship and/or fan communities because of how many horrible experiences I’ve had with them before. Perhaps Tumblr is different but I wanted to put this out here for my own peace of mind lol. So please be patient with me. I grew up in fandom and self ship spaces that had constant arguments about literally everything. I didn’t even know what half of these discourses were even about and everything I’ve learned has been against my will. So no, this is not me “taking a side”, I just don’t want to be apart of drama anymore. My morals are this: live and let live unless you’re supporting/romanticizing anything immoral. If you have genuine critiques about how I portray certain things then definitely let me know since I’m always concerned about how I represent stuff, but aside from that, this is just a blog to talk about stuff I like so let’s keep it chill please. 🧍‍♂️

【ᗩᗷOᑌT ᗰE】

⭐My full name Rosalind B. Sterling (or you can call me by the other names listed above)

⭐I’m 20 (covered that lol)

⭐I’m bi and aroace (I also sometimes use the term procul but I don’t identify with it as a sexuality. Just an add on term for my asexuality to explain how my sexual attraction fades away once my relationship with someone becomes real).

⭐I’m genderfluid and my pronouns are she/he/they

⭐I’m mixed race/Puerto Rican

⭐I’m neurodivergent (OCD, MaDD, and a few other things) so tone tags would be great to use around me but they’re not required

⭐I currently live Ohio (yes I’ve heard all the jokes and they’re honestly pretty accurate lmao)

⭐My favorite colors are aqua, bright purple, hot pink, and neon green

【ᖴ/O's】

Note: some of these characters might come from controversial media. I just like them for personal/creative/self indulgent reasons so don’t interact if these make you uncomfortable.

“Main” f/o’s

(Putting this in quotes since I hardly ever talk about these characters nowadays. They’ve just been my main for a while and I feel too attached to take them off the list)

⭐Dan {Dan Vs.} (Started shipping 7 years ago)

⭐Gary {Final Space} (Starting shipping 6 years ago).

Current main:

⭐ Alastor {Hazbin Hotel} (Started shipping 4 years ago) And before anyone comes after me with the “but he’s aroace!” comments, I know that and I don’t erase it. I’m aroace too and kind of imagine him and my S/I being in a possible QPR type thing. I still have developing to do. I just like the thought of two aroaces hitting it off and bonding closely. I take a lot of comfort in him as a fellow aroace so leave me be please 😭

⭐The Narrator and Stanley {The Stanley Parable} (This one’s a polyship and is pretty recent. Been shipping for about 7 months now)

Other f/o’s:

⭐Pinkie pie {MLP}

⭐Reagan {Inside job}

⭐Jinx {Arcane}

Other characters I like but don't consider f/o’s:

⭐Connor {Detroit Become Human}

⭐The Warden {Superjail}

⭐Andre {Inside Job}

⭐Ken {Barbie Movie}

⭐Mike {fnaf movie}

⭐️Rarity {MLP}

⭐Reigen {Mob Psycho 100}

⭐Archer {Archer} (It's always the walking red flags that get me 😔)

Familial/platonic f/o’s:

The only ones I can think of rn is Angel Dust from Hazbin Hotel. I kinda see them all like family tbh but specifically Angel Dust. Also maybe Kirk from Star Trek. Like we’d definitely be besties I’m so fr.

There’s probably more but I’d have to think about it.

【KIᑎs】

⭐Reagan {Inside job}

⭐Brett {Inside job}

⭐Moxxie {Helluvaboss}

⭐️ Millie {Helluvaboss}

⭐Tina {Bob’s burgers} (This one’s so funny to me but it’s so true. She’s literally me in every way possible😭)

Am I comfy sharing any of my f/os and kins?

Yes! I’m fine having doubles. I used to hate it a few years back but now that my mental health is a little more in check and I don’t have to rely on self shipping for major comfort like I used to, I no longer feel bothered by that. It was unhealthy anyway. Not to judge anyone who hates having doubles. I understand folks have pretty valid reasons for it. I just realized the attachment I had to these characters was turning into an unhealthy kind of obsession and was hurting me more than helping. I’m out of that place now luckily. I still self ship for comfort reasons but it’s not as in ease as it was before and mostly just for funsies now. If you're comfy sharing and we have doubles, totally message me so we can gush and ramble together! I love doing that 🫶💖

【ᗰY ᖴᑌᖇᔕOᑎᗩ】

Putting this here too since I'll probbaly be sharing furry stuff whenever I get the chance. So here is my eyesore of a fursona which is a wolf/fox/bat hybrid with a scene kid aesthetic who looks like every middle school edgelord oc deisgn vomited into one character. But idc honestly. I’m not doing anything serious with her and am just having fun. I also might use her for self shipping if I end up F/Oing any anthro characters but idk.

Art credit goes to coral-kun

【IᑎTEᖇEᔕTᔕ】

⭐Anything sci fi, crime, or comedy

⭐Any time era from before the 2010s. Though I specifically love the 20s-50s, and 80s-2000s the best :)

⭐Cartoons. Specifically for adults. Adult swim is literally my go to channel lol

⭐Reading, writing, art, crafting, etc

⭐Space, science, dinosaurs/paleontology and history

⭐Animals and zoos

⭐Conspiracy theories and mysteries

⭐Anything horror, paranormal, or creepy pasta

【ᑕᒪOᔕIᑎG】

And that's it! I hope I can meet some new friends and stuff but also predict that my reach won't be all that huge since I've never had massive luck with algorithms. Especially as of late. But if you're seeing this, don't be afraid to message me or interact! I love meeting new folks :3

[tweed-tune-on-friday]

Big announcement for my blog [plus updates and boundaries]

Hello Everyone this week has been a fantastic week for me I recently got a new pet (a hamster and her name is Dakota) I am so freaking happy right now I could scream and I have a four-day weekend so go me it’s just been an amazing year for me. I’m not here to gloat or anything so I’m just going to get into it this post is just to restate my boundaries and inform the people who follow me what’s going to happen moving forward with this blog I’m also feeling a lot about myself I am now a multifandom person. I love all Fandoms, but the phantoms I’m primarily in are

Wh/welcome home 

Tadc/the amazing digital circus 

Tbg/the bad guys 

Clh/captain Lazerhawk 

Basic info

Name: tweed/mrs tune [i’m not comfortable giving my name out For privacy reasons]

Age: 14 [keep your fucking kinks away from me pls]

pronouns: She/her/them/their

Sexuality: bisexual[huge preference for women]and aroace

Race: African-American/Puerto Rican

Boundaries Update 

#1: OK, so first I’m just going to say that please don’t expect to me to post that often. I’m currently dealing with school in my personal life. I am happy to post.  I am always happy to post on here but please don’t force me to post and don’t bombard me on TikTok or any other social media or spam like me you will get immediately blocked. 

#2: And secondly, I want to let everybody know this is a safe place for all ages. This is also a Safeplace for the LGBTQ plus any bigotry racism, homophobia transphobia, or any hate directed towards the LGBTQ community is not welcomed on my page if you are any of these do not interact with me at all and stay far the fuck away

#3: Thirdly I have made a conscious decision that I am not ok with repost unless I am properly credited unless you ask my permission or credit me properly then you may not repost my artwork. I am OK with reblogs since they actually link you to the original artist I can’t stress this enough. I hate when I see reposted art that clearly says do not repost. It’s frustrating and it’s even more frustrating when you confront the person in the act, rude and entitled, and all you have to do is just properly credit the artist it’s not that hard oh, and if I find out that you reposted my art without my permission or you didn’t properly credit me I will confront you and ask you to take down the post. If you do not I will report you you only get one warning.

#4: Fourthly I don’t do commissions, request, or trade, due to the fact that I don’t have a stable bank account where I could put that money for commissions or our trades. Secondly, I unfortunately don’t do request I just like drawing and doodling my own little characters, so please don’t ask me to draw your OCs it’s just weird if I don’t know you like that or or you’re not one of my moots .It makes me feel uncomfortable if you ask I’ll just ignore you and if you keep repeatedly asking I will block you.

Now here are the dues and don’ts and rules

Can interact pls

#1: multifandom people

#2: in LGBTQ

#3: bisexual people

#4: animal lovers 

#4:foodies 

#5: non-toxic people

#6: people who don’t support bad things happening to other people

#7: neurodivergent people

#8: extrovert and introvert

#9: funny blogs

#10: horror fans

#11: Furrys and cosplayers

Basic Dni

#1: homophobe

#2: transphobic

#3: bigots and racist 

#4: adult blogs

#5: young audiences

#6: pedophiles/groomers

#7: proship’s, or pro shippers

#8: Wally x Julie fans (I don’t like the ship that much unfortunately and I am a wallaby shipper no hate )

#9: toxic people in fandom

#10: Animal abusers

Starting off strong with the next one what I’m not comfortable with

Uncomfortable with

#1: OK, so with that out of the way I just wanted to say I am not comfortable with my OCs specifically my child OCs or comfort characters being sexualized or use without my permission please ask before you do anything with my comfort OCs anddon’t claim they’re yours. It makes me uncomfortable and it’s extremely rude and disrespectful to me if you’re going to use my comfort OCs just ask for permission

#2: sexualizing me I am a minor and it makes me uncomfortable for obvious reasons. I’ve already stated my age in my bio. I will happily report you if I feel like you are doing anything inappropriate on my blog just don’t do anything weird 

#3: claiming to be my moots when you don’t know me or for me it’s weird you only become my mood when you follow me and I actually know who you are either in real life or you respect my boundaries  oh so please don’t privately DM me if I don’t know you like that or you’re not one of my moots I’ll 10 times out of 10. Ignore you. 

 Comfortable with

#1: NSFW art it’s OK but I just don’t do it on my account

#2: fanart of my OCs if you’re going to make fanart of my OCs just tag me so I can see and I appreciate it a lot just don’t claim my OCs are yours

#3: all of my boundaries being respected I don’t ask for much is just please respect my boundaries and be nice to people. This is a safe place for everyone [excluding the Dni list this is not a Safeplace for you ] we won’t have any issues if you just respect my boundaries and what I am comfortable with and not comfortable with that’s all I have to say bye

Bye and don’t be an asshole to people







[richardsgraysons]

:0 hai, unsure if ur doing batfam matchups but haii.

im unlabled for both gender n sexuality n use any prns

blk puerto rican and indigenous puerto rican🇵🇷🇵🇷‼️‼️ very big on my culture i love sharing my cultural history and food🤤🤤

uhhm im 5”5, my aesthetic varies between y2k, streetwear, maybe a little emo, and mostly earth girl , lotta earth tones. i wear a lot of jewelry and prefer tight clothes (not like leggings n shit adhd wont let me) . i got curly hair, i like wearing it down but for the sake of consistency and my sanity i style it whenever the curls ain curlin.

my personality NGL, m’ fucking amazing at messing around, i make people laugh pretty easy but im also very big on making people feel safe and comfortable. im mostly reserved when i first people, on my protecting my peace shit, and if im rockin with people��i wont open up quickly but in an appropriate timeframe if that makes sense

( very big on baby steps in ANNYY kind of relationship )

im very big on growing as a person, i think facing flaws and issues are so fucking important. im very big on self preservation, whicchh maayy or maayy not lead to massive consistency/dependency/commitment issues but like ill cross that road when i get there

I fucking love philosophy, psychological horror, history, sci-fi,( BLADE RUNNER 2049 COUGH COUGH,), history, mythology, and ive been dabbling in poetry lately, not my strongest suit but one of those things im still interested in.

Massive hyperfixation on Regular Show and Adventure Time for the way they tackle topics on growing up. hyperfixation on the book Annihilation by Jeff Vandameer and THE MOVIE “BLADE RUNNER 2049” BABBYYYYYYY

just really into media that has a lot of care put into it

also super big on music like actually listening and caring about music, mostly r&b, hip hop, jazz, rap, n KENDRICK FUCKIN LAAMMAARRR

i also have an UNHOLY hyperfixation on pokemon unite, and splatoon (700+ hours on splat😔)

i kinda need someone to ground me / bring me back to homebase. I take on a lot and burn myself out kinda quick, im hard working and have the “fuck it we ball” mentality. also probably need someone who can make me chill out when im having anxiety, get tha’ shit for no reason sometime.

m’ really good with people that genuinely wanna change their life for the better, who are ready to break cycles and start new ones, on some the only way to go after hitting rock bottom is up shit. on some lets go soul searching together shit.

nnnn’yywayy dunno what else to put thats it i guess

DAMIAN WAYNE

you want someone to ground you? you’re in luck! damian will never hesitate humbling or grabbing someone from the clouds at any time. he just likes to remind people that they’re not the invincible god they sometimes might think they are

unironically, i see damian hearing r&b for the first time and going like “this is not half bad. show me more like this”. i have a feeling that for some kendrick lamar songs, he’d just go 😐

hardworking together tho ooh. late night cram sessions while he works and you’re doing your job or what we. he likes helping (doing it) for you

“no, this is how you do it” and you know that he just loves helping you—even though eventually, this just leads to witty banter

soul searching? girl…you know damian is not gonna do that shit. “what the hell is the point” is gonna be said in a lot of it but he’d do it like once or twice with you

he’d so agree with you on media with a lot of thought. damian wouldn’t watch things unless they’re genuinely good so you know movie nights are gonna be amazing

that’s why everyone in the batfam chooses you two to pick movies for movie nights

also damian is half white and one fourth Arabic and one fourth east asian I think so there will be clashing cultures—both of you will learn something new off each other and joint holiday celebrations 🫶🫶

also safe and comfortable!! fuckkk you know damian needs someone like that. he needs someone to tell him it’s gonna be okay, that he can feel happy around and like he can trust you. the first step into damian wayne’s heart is trust

[thealphabetmurders]

Some tips on writing Latino OCs/characters

Avoid the stereotype of the sex-siren “fiesty” Latino tropes: This stereotype does more harm than good, as almost all classic TV representation for Latinos is shown as the big hypersexualized character. By boiling down a Latino character to simply their sexual appeal, it denies them of their cultural identification if they do not fit what non-Latinos imagine all of them look like. 

Not all Latinos speak Spanish: In fact, many Latinos do not speak Spanish that often or at all. Many times, non-bilingual/Spanish speaking individuals will write Latino characters “slipping” into speaking Spanish. This, obviously, does not happen in real life. If a Latino says something in Spanish then they meant to say it in Spanish. Here are some realistic reasons why a Latino character could say something in Spanish/Spanglish:

They are speaking to their grandparents or other people who only speak that language

For emphasis. I would sometimes speak to my partner in Spanish because I felt as though I could express myself better and more naturally (also ‘te amo’ feels more impactful than ‘I love you’, but that just may be a personal thing), but this did not occur often. 

They are short phrases that any non-Spanish speaker could pick up on. Hola, gracias, de nada, mucho mejor, qué onda, madre/parde, casa, por qué are all ones I use around my friends sometimes. Again, sometimes.

There are others I am sure, but please be careful when writing a Latino character speaking Spanish. As a Latino living in America, if I am be honest, unless speaking with other Spanish speaking individuals, I do not use the language all too often (just like any other language, weird how that happens). 

Do your research naming Latino characters: Please do not simply look up “Hispanic names” and choose the ones you like off of a list. If all your names look something like “Diego Rodriguez” then you are doing a bad job. Here are some tips: 

69% of South America is Catholic and 19% is Protestant. Using that information, you are bound to have a lot of religious names. All of my siblings are named after biblical figures. Some examples I see a lot are: Rebecca, Isaiah, Claudia, Gabriela, Marcus, Elizabeth etc.

In Latino culture, many times children take both their parents last names so their names would be hyphenated. For example: Father’s last name could be Perez-ABC and Mother’s could be Ramirez-XYZ so the child’s name would be Perez-Ramirez. 

This isn’t a hard and fast rule. If only one of the parents is Latino than most often they will simply do what most of Western culture does and take the father’s last name as the family name.

Represent many aspects of Latino culture: I far too often only see Mexican Latinos, which is great, but also there are many other countries/places to represent (Cuba, Colombia, Puerto Rico, Costa Rica, Peru, Chile, Honduras and more)

Latinos have a variety of hair colors and skin tones and body types, make them: Afro-Latino people exist, write them. White passing Latinos exist, write them (though if you are only ever writing Latinos with pale olive skin and eurocentric features, you’re doing it badly). Latino people with thick curly hair and bold features exist. Talk about it. Latinas are not just your vessel to write about “thicc” or curvy women. Petite Latinos and especially plus sized latinos need representation. Represent them. 

Latinos do not just eat ‘Mexican’ food: Stop associating all your characters with tacos and burritos. 

If you do have Latino characters don’t be afraid to make them queer or disabled or anything else under-represented. 

Avoid stereotypes altogether: The maid, the drug dealer, the sex symbol, the immigrant, we get it. That’s all we see in the media. Look up stereotypes, avoid them. It’s not “making a statement”, it’s racist, stop it. 

If you describe any Latino person as “spicy” or “exotic”..................... :) you know

Make sure the connection to their cultural background makes sense: Some Latinos have a strong connection to their country and culture, some do not. Make sure it makes sense for their family history, background, etc.

This is all I can sort of think of off the top of my head. Latino people, please feel free to add on with anything else (my experiences are a bit limited as a Puerto Rican living in America, so the more perspectives the merrier). White people and non-Latino POC’s can comment questions but please don’t clown (no “I am not latino but also...!)

Please reblog, this is important for non-Latino creators!

[ravewood]

Fresh meat:part 2

Juice Ortiz imagine 

Little smutty

Part 1 Part 3

Masterlist

You where in Charming for almost a year now. You grown to love the small town. It held so much secrets, its own name contradicts itself.

You did end up finish college still looking for the career job. You didn’t want to leave the bar. It was almost like a safe heaven.

It didn’t take long to pick up on what’s going on in town either. You knew the son of anarchy where more then just a club or co workers. But you happened to think they where your best customers. And even in the lines of friends almost.

The guys frequented the bar pretty often… especially a certain tattooed Puerto Rican. Seeing Juice would always be the highlight of your day. He easily could make you smile even on the worst kind of day. It was just something about him that made you heart ache and skip a beat all in once.

Maybe it was you, and your dumb taste in men. You liked how dangerous he looked. Juice had a certain aura to him. He was built, tattoo inked across his tanned skin. He always seemed to be in black. He looked like he can easily pick you up and throw you around. And your not really sure why you liked that idea.

But you knew there was so much more to this man. He may look like a outlaw biker but he was so sweet. He almost had a child like charm with his goofy personality you grew to love. Not that you’d ever admit that to him.

Juice always seemed to make time and visit you at work. You’d like to say your friends. Well the closets thing you have to a friend here in the middle off no where. He’s helped you out more then enough other with your car and even some house work.

You would tease him. He’d flirt with you. But that’s all it ever was. He never made a move to cross the line you where so dying he would.

And just like now Friday was another night. The guys where already at the bar once you showed up for your shift.

“Thank god your here, Juice’s neck bout to break from him checking the door every damn time that bell ring.” Jax joked as he leaned over the bar.

“Im early still? He should know that.” You joked and you tied the bar apron on. You never felt like dressing up for work. You knew you’d be busting the bar barely had any time to even take a breather on Friday. Jeans and a tank top where by far your favorite. You didn’t might the extra tips from drunk horny men. But you especially didn’t mind catching Juice looking at you through out the night.

“Hey JC.” You said making smile on the nickname you had for him. It made him feel more special then the other guys. He was always your number one. Not that you ever paid attention to anyone else and he liked it that way.

“Hey (y/n).” Juice said loving how your name sounded. He always said it any chance he got.

“Are you free tomorrow? That stupid new dishwasher finally came in. I don’t understand why no one delivers to charming.” You huffed as you opened the guys new beers. Juice promised weeks ago to help you install it. You knew nothing about anything. And you loved Juice over your house helping. Something about him doing house work made your inside stir.

“I’ll be there in the morning, unless your closing tonight and sleeping in?” He asked. He didn’t want you to have anyone else over. He liked helping you with anything. He would do any silly task you would ever ask if that meant spending more time with just you. 

“Yeah hopefully I can get this place cleaned up and shut down before morning. You can come anytime. And have I ever told you your the best Juice.” You said giving him a big smile. You probably wouldn’t have made it here this long without him.

“Juicy boy get your ass over here. Got to show these old guys about you know what.” Jax yelled over the noises bar. Your rolled your eyes watching Juice walk to the back of the bar. Probably some dumb super secret SOA stuff.

Most of the night went pretty uneventful. You just wanted to see Juice but they where doing club shit. Your heart raced when the door would open but still no Juice.

“Hey doll another one.” A customer asked. You simply smiled filling another beer. But he didn’t leave he just stood leaning at the bar. You haven’t seen him around before, it was odd.

“Anything else?” You asked him trying not to sound rude.

“Just your company would be nice. Has anyone ever told you that you have the most captivating eyes? Almost like your staring right through me.” The stranger flirted with you. You weren’t one to flirt well the only man you wanted to flirt with has you last in his priorities list.

Juice made his way out the back room. SOA was discussing a run with another branch. It was a far run almost to the coast. Juice felt like it was a waste of time but agreed.

He quickly hurried through the bar to find you. He almost froze as he noticed some stranger in his place at the last stool at the bar. That’s where he always stayed and talked with your during your long shifts.

“Who the fuck is this.” Juice grumbled making his way over. He didn’t like how this man was making you laugh. He didn’t like his when you went to serve another customer that guy just eye raped you. He didn’t like that you haven’t told him to piss off either.

Juice was never one to share. Your weren’t technically his but he still wouldn’t share. No one would even understand in the slightest what you two shared together. He always wanted to it to progress farther into more. He just was stuck and didn’t know how to make the next move. Juice was a confident man but when it came to (y/n) he was in shambles of a nervous mess.

“(Y/n).” Juice stated leaning over the bar trying to get a big closer to you. He hoped you wouldn’t notice how much of an effect you had over him.

“Gez took you long enough. Thought you got kidnap for a second.” You joked as you poured him a whiskey sour.

“I knew you missed me it was only 2 hours babe.” He said finding the anger and jealousy to be fueling his confidence. His dark eyes flickered over to the guy who was still sitting there looking at you. All Juice wanted to do was stand up and yell that no one was allowed to look at you that way or any way. He felt like a child having a tantrum. 

“Excuse me (y/n) I’ll take another.” The man said making juice blood boil. He didn’t like hearing someone else say your name.

“Here you go.” You quickly popped the lid off the beer handing it to him.

“I was thinking, maybe you’d want to grab a drink when your not in the clock.” The guy said make Juice lose it. Right if front of him. Juice was up in the guys face before you could even say a word.

“Hey kid, you better get the fuck out here before I start rearranging your face.” Juice threatened holding the guy by his neck. He can be very intimidating when needed. His appearance really was threatening but you knew he was just a goof ball. You gulped down feeling nervous yet kind of engaged seeing Juice like this. You can see his veins sticking out on his muscular arms. His jaw clenched and back muscles bulging.

“I didn’t know man.” The stranger said his eyes darting from the threatening biker to you. You’d admit you never though Juice would react like this. With one swing he threw the guy over. It took less then ten seconds before he disappeared.

“Was that necessary?” You asked him putting your hand on your hips.

“Lets go.” Juice said spinning his finger. You could feel anger radiating off him. You’ve never seen him like this before.

“JC you know I’m here till 3 to close.” You nagged on. You weren’t sure what he’s getting at.

“(Y/n) we’re going.” He said taking your hand pulling you along with him. His hand gripped hard. It was rough you can feel his calluses rubbing against your skin.

“Where?” You finally asked as you where already outside. He didn’t answer he just pushed you up against the cold wall. His hand holding you up by your hips. His forehead pressed against your making your breath mix with his. You can see he was breathing pretty heavily.

“Juice?” You whispered a little scared to say anything. Your hands gripped in to the sleeve of his shirt.

He didn’t say anything. He just crashed his lips against your own making a low moan escape. You  pictured kissing juice thousands of time made but this was even better.

You couldn’t hold yourself up, only relying on him to keep you up. Your hands two went to the back of his neck pushing him even closer to you. His hands pressed roughly against you as he tried pulling you even closer to him now.

“Juice..”  Your breathed out your lips still brushing against him. Your eyes searched his looking for something but you weren't quit sure what. 

“I’m taking you home.” He stated not really waiting for you to respond. You just simply followed in suit with him to his bike. He helped you on the bike before getting on himself. Your arms quickly wrapped around his waist pulling yourself closer to him. You’ve never been on the back of a motorcycle. You knew he can feel your heart thumping against his back. But you weren’t sure if it was from the nervousness of going on the bike or from the kiss earlier. 

You almost didn’t want to pull your arms off Juice once you pulled up to your house. You felt so warm pressed against him. Juice also felt warm but he wasn't sure if he was still angry or horny from your chest pressed against his back. 

Juice quickly got off the bike, helping you again to get off. He kept watching you as he followed you to the front door. The silence was oddly calming and at the same time terrifying. He couldn’t help himself as he stared down at your perfectly sculpted bum as you unlocked the door leading him in. 

Juice didn't even give you a chance to say anything before you pushed you back against the wall reattaching his lips to your. It was like they where made to fit perfectly together. You loved felling him against you. Your kissed quickly turned more desperate by the second. 

Juice slowly lead you through the hall way not breaking any contact from you. Next thing you know you where being pressed against you bed with Juice on top of you. The only moments your lips broke apart was when you pulled each other clothes off. 

He eagerly trailed kisses down your neck making you moan when he was a little too rough. your hands gripped his large biceps knowing you where going to leave marks and not really caring at the moment. 

“Off now,” You mumbled into his lips as you played with his belt not able to undo it your self. He pulled always smirking with his eyebrow raised. You took your chance to gather your breath as you watched his undo his belt letting his pants fall to the floor. You bite your lip trying not to stare at the huge imprint in his boxers. 

Juice winked at you leaning back over and quickly pulling off your own jeans. Anywhere where his skink touched yours felt like it was on fire. You couldn’t compose yourself as Juice climbed on top of you. 

“Tell me to stop.” He mumbled out in a deep raspy voice you never heard from him. Oh and you liked it so much. You imagined that’s how he sounded right when he woke up in the mornings. 

“Please Juice. You begged him trying to pull him back to you. You felt so desperate but at this moment it didn’t matter because you where. You where so desperate for his touch, for his love. 

It didn’t take anything else before Juice leaned back down to you. His hand gripped your throat and his lips moved with yours. You can feel him getting rougher with you and his tongue made its way past your lips. 

With ease Juice flipped you over. It was almost like instinct that you pressed your bum up meeting with his lower reign. You needed him now. Juice groaned rolling his eyes back. He never thought it would end up like this. But seems like for both of you the animalistic lust just took over. You both have been holding back for way too long. To scared to cross a line the other might have been unwilling to go over. 

His large hands gripped on your ass as he pulled you closer. Juice couldn’t realize if maybe he was still sleeping or if this was real. You where already wet and dripping down your own thigh waiting for Juice to make the next move.

 You arched your back just a little bit more. You can feel him right at your entrance. Juice knew once this happens theres not going back after this. without having a second though he filled you up. At the moment you weren’t even sure what to think everything felt like cloud nine bliss. 

He slowly moved in and out groaning as your dripped over him. Sex never felt this good to him, he must be in a dream. You groaned not likely the slow teasing pace. You needed so much more of him. roughly you pushed back on him finding your own rhythm against him. 

“Shit (y/n)” Juice groaned out meeting every one of your movements. He loved seeing your ass bouncing back on him. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold out. 

“Don’t stop.” You let out feeling your high coming faster then you ever thought possible. Your hands gripped the sheets under you as your body started to shake on its own. Juice took it upon himself to make sure he gave you the best orgasm of your life. His huge hands gripped your ass pushing into you harder then ever before. He couldn’t hold himself back any longer before he let himself go inside you. He leaned over you fall down to the bed with you. 

“Damn baby” He whispered pulling you back to him. 

“Uh huh” You whispered, you couldn't get anything else out really. Your head was still spinning and your whole body still felt the high. Juice moved slightly behind you, Slowly slipping out of you. If it wasn’t for that orgasm you might have been freaking out a little about not being safe. But you didn’t even seem to care, it was Juice. 

“Good night.” He mumbled behind you as he pressed a kiss to your shoulder. 

“Goodnight JC” You said smiling to yourself before puling the blanket over both of you. 

[quercus-queer]

BA’s Reckoning

Yes, I stole this title from the Sporkful podcast. You should check it out!

So just a reminder the whole thing that kicked this off was when Tammie Teclemariam tweeted the photo of Rapoport in brown face (yes its brown face its a purposeful caricature of Puerto Rican ppl, his girlfriend called him her papi in the caption as well) saying he should simply write the article on Puerto Rican food then (the issue was Illyanna Maisonet, a Puerto Rican food writer, got rejected rudely by Rapo for her pitch to write about Puerto Rican food) Which brings up the larger issue of BA being racist and not covering any other dishes besides Eurocentric ones, and the ones that aren't Eurocentric are almost always either whitewashed or done by white people which is what happened with Masionet’s article (this is where Amanda Shapiro and Meryl Rothstein come in).

This led to a zoom meeting where Rapo made a shitty apology leading Sohla El-Waylly’s instagram posts, where she condemns Rapo, talks about her 50k salary despite having 15 years of restaurant experience (She ran a fucking restaurant and 50k in NYC is pathetic), being hired to help white editors, and not being paid for ANY of her video appearances (none of the poc you see in videos have been compensated including the zoom videos). Which has led to many people at BA being exposed for being terrible (Conde Nast is the parent company and owns BA, Vogue, Architectural Digest, Allure, Glamour, Wired, Epicurious,Teen Vogue among other things... also take note how most of these have consistently been criticized for their racism or “race problems”)

ANYWAY here’s a general guide of what each BA person has done, this is in no way comprehensive, feel free to investigate on your own, always fact check and form your own opinions!

Adam Rapoport: Brown face, not paying his non-white employees for their video appearances, treating his assistant Ryan Walker-Hartshorn (a black woman) like shit (she was working overtime and was barely making rent with what he was paying her), he's sexist (see every video with Molly) and racist (mixing up Sohla and Priya Krishna and never apologizing) and more!

Check out the Business Insider piece, twitter (Tammie’s, Christina Chaey’s, and Priya’s), Sohla’s podcast and interviews, and someone made a compilation of Rapo being condescending I think

Matt Duckor: Disgusting, racist, homophobic, sexist all around terrible person, probably the most obviously terrible of the bunch (see Rick Martinez’s insta plus Duckor’s own tweets), strung along Sohla for months saying that her pay was “stuck in legal” so that she would keep appearing in videos, gave Sohla a contract when this stuff first started happening to try and shut her up, HE is the one deciding pay for everyone at BA and was the one not paying poc for video appearances.

Check out Rick’s Insta, Twitter for Duckor’s tweets (screenshots bc he deleted his account)

Carla Lalli Music: First off, ppl are pointing out she was condescending af to a lot of her guests on her show (except for the white ones). The racism at BA did not start nor stop with Adam Rapoport and guess who was editor in chief before him? Yup, Mrs. Carla Lalli Music! Necessary amendment: Carla was the food director NOT the editor in chief and she is currently an editor at large... still a powerful position though and I think the sentiment still stands. She had a pretty pathetic twitter thread about how she should’ve done more but was focused on the sexism/focusing on women, strange because she also sent that shitty email to two women along with Delany and Brad after the two of them, Delany, and Brad were talking in the kitchen, telling them not to enter the kitchen without permission (not enforced on Brad or Delany obviously, only the two women who happen to not be white) I misread the article, Brad was a part of the convo, he did NOT receive the email, and didn't respond to the articles request for comment.. he fucking works in the test kitchen, i’m an idiot and that's on me

Business insider and her twitter 

Alex Delany: I have a post with the screenshots of the confederate flag cake he made himself because he felt the “need to express some southern heritage in cake form. Such a glorious cake...” for his friend moving to South Carolina, the lovely vine with the classic “F*g is a bundle of sticks joke” also have a post discussing that, he’s wildly underqualified for DRINKS editor and overpaid, also his girlfriend is Allegra Lorenzotti whose mother Eva Lorenzotti, is in Jeffery Epstein’s black book which is concerning (though who knows maybe Delany is dating a different wealthy Allegralo), also those sexist tweets

I have screenshots from Tumblr, ppl have the vine on twitter along with the sexist tweets (he deleted his twitter and Tumblr btw)

Andy Baraghani: There are screenshots of Alyse Whitney’s (an asian woman) twitter thread saying Andy purposefully undercut her articles multiple times because of a petty feud with Antoni from Queer Eye by using his friendship with Amanda Shapiro (Whitney’s editor) to kill the story, which is shitty and brings up the bigger picture of BA being cliquey and getting in with a friend of a friend and such which is just a toxic work environment

Amanda Shapiro: Puerto Rican food article, Alyse Whitney’s articles, she’s a perpetuator of the toxic work environment, stealing Nikita Richardson’s work and getting credit and pay for it (pls check out her twitter and the articles with her), also racist, should not be in charge

Chris Morocco: Made one (1) basic post (simply a reply to Molly calling him out actually) at the beginning of all this agreeing to not be in anymore videos until his coworkers got paid/backpay, he said he was complicit (duh) but also that he had no idea this was happening, but guess what? He is the one that hired Sohla for only 50k! There is a whole can of worms about how little Sohla was hired for despite her experience plus talent along with her current pay and Chris is a part of that. Also both his gumbo video and Halo Halo recipe are downright disrespectful at BEST and they should not have had a white man doing them (again with the white people doing articles/videos that can be EASILY given to someone whose actually part of that culture) and before anyone says anything yes the gumbo was for Chris’s show (strange how only white ppl get shows or in Andy’s case unless you’re friends with a higher up) still doesn't make the video less disrespectful, also he’s SAID he is friends with Anna Wintour (head of vogue, and a racist “there’s no room for black women” the reason the vogue challenge is happening)

Brad Leone: Himbo status permanently revoked, “Brad who just found out racism is real”(Sohla said this in the Sporkful podcast) is NOT acceptable for a 35 year old white man whose coworkers are suffering in a clearly toxic work environment, the screenshot with “I didn’t sign her contract she did” is NOT how you respond to your coworker being underpaid and disrespected by the company she works at because she is not a white man. I do not like him anymore, he has made apologies but ignorance to this extent is willful and I don't completely buy it the rumors he was upset Delany was going to be fired/would quit if Delany was fired/was mad at Sohla is not something I was able to confirm but based off of what I’ve seen he really needs to prove himself to be better, he can stay if that’s what his coworkers want but he is on thin fucking ice

Stuff I can't accredit to a single person, but BA is racist: 

NIKITA RICHARDSON, pls check her out on twitter

They sent Sohla to interview black chefs (bc BA has a bad track record) because she was the darkest and there were literally NO black chefs working at BA

Making Priya only cook Indian dishes (which were kinda whitewashed) I actually think this may have been Duckor

Tokenizing the poc staff (they would make them be in the kitchen when filming the white hosts shows and push them in front of the camera to highlight nonexistent diversity)

Paying Hawa Hassan only $400 for her video (probs also Duckor)

[cloudraker]

Hello! May I get a MTMTE/LL matchup?

If so I am a 5'1 chaotic Scorpio nonbinary Puerto Rican (even tho I don't speak a lick of Spanish(๑•﹏•)) and I tend to be shy around people when I first meet them, but I'm super quick to open up and willing to befriend almost anyone. My mood tends to be the first thing people notice about me, one minute I'm laughing and having a good time then I'm trying to get away from anyone and everyone for a little personal me time. I would like someone who is patient enough to not get not get mad when I make s mistake or 10, and someone who will push me to do things I wouldn't do otherwise, also someone who will hype me up and make me feel confident. Some of my flaws are that I don't take criticism very well and tend to be way to anxious about everything. I also feel really self conscious about my personality because my family always tells me to be ME, but when I do they tell me to be "normal", so I tend to pick up personality traits from people and characters I like so I can fit in.

Sorry If this is too much, I don't do asks often but thank you for reading even if you won't reply. Have a great day!

For sure! Thank you for requesting <3

I match you with...

Brainstorm!!

Under the cut :)

Thought your shy personality at first was adorable! It's what drew him in at first, and was pleasantly surprised when you opened up and started to chat with him

Notices your mood swings, but doesn't comment on them. While he isn't the same, he does understand that sometimes you just need space and he's willing to give it to you. After a while, he'll ask you what's up and accepts any explanation you give him. Might sulk for a bit if he's on his own for a long time, but it isn't personal, he's just lonely

Not the kinda guy to get mad at mistakes, unless it results in something disastrous, and even then he'll probably find a way to turn it into a positive, claiming his genius saved the day!

He's not gonna hold anything against you, he knows that mistakes happen and does his best to help you so they don't happen again

Brainstorm also doesn't take criticism well, but he does enjoy bouncing his ideas off you. Your opinion is one he respects, and your input on any inventions he's gonna whip up is valuable

The best hype man around. He’s got a lot of practice from hyping himself up, and he can easily do the same for you! Takes every opportunity to say something, even if it’s something most would consider mundane, like how you hold a pen 

Time spent together is usually in the lab, working on projects and filling the room with chatter

[marksinn]

Passion Project: Inspiration

I don’t think I’m starting at the beginning with this post. Keep your eyes peeled for later posts that explain what I’m doing and why.

After a month of thinking about, sketching and painting designs, I have finally done something. Essentially, recently watching two films has pushed me into action, and a part of me is ashamed to admit it. There isn’t a word count or any typesetting to curtail my thoughts here, so strap in.

When I created this brief I figured I’d draw a million wee skateboards, colour a few of them in, then fling my favourites into Adobe illustrator and make them look good. From there I would take the 5 best up to the skatepark and ask some of the patrons there which designs stood out to them. Next, I would adapt the three front-runners and create sweet PhotoShop mockups that would show what my designs would look like as skateboards. If I had the time, inclination or money by the end of the project, I would have the design laid onto a real skateboard (I’ve been looking to buy a new one for some time) and then be proud of myself.

So I’ve drawn some wee skateboards. Then I started upscaling the designs onto the floorboards of my loft:

This was an exercise to let me see how small things need to be adapted to be blown up. Skateboards can have any level of detail that you like on them, I hadn’t considered this until I was trying to draw a semi-perfect triangle for the traffic cone, or until I was using chalk to recreate four cubes. It’s also been fun to work with different media on chipboard - I have learned that most kinds of pencil, paint, chalk and charcoal do not like being used on chipboard. Decorating paint, however, has no such issues. Thanks, Dulux!

And so, with a few of these under my belt, I decided to try some digital designs. So I jumped into Illustrator and totally ignored my sketchbook, coming up with three designs that were all inspired by the day I had just had. The top design, I’ll focus on last, for reasons that will become apparent (unless you follow me on Instagram, where you’ll already know that it’s an absolute hit, with over 19 likes already!). I was told by a guy at the skatepark that he likes decks with very basic designs, just a colour or two, nothing overly detailed. Another skater told me that he often likes the basic wood background with one small emblem or sticker just beside the wheels.

The duo-tone design felt nice, I’m usually one for over-complicating things. I definitely have an attitude of “If there’s more in it, there’s a greater chance someone will find something they like”. The first colour choice put my girlfriend in the mind of a hand-bag she had seen photographed in the arms of Carrie Fisher - it was designed to look like a Prozac pill. So I changed the colours up, and added the separating black lines and textures to give it some subtle character. I then went full meta with the Minimal design. And, if I’m being honest, I’m incredibly happy with how it looks like a wee character. Expect to see that making a comeback in the very near future. But the top design is what really got me going. 

I’ve recently been watching...

...Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse, and have been loving Miles Morales’ multiple hobbies of graffiti, mixing beats and saving his neighbourhood from a variety of dangers. 

I then went to the cinema to see In The Heights, telling the tale of the Latin community during a blackout in North Manhattan. I found myself wrapped up in the romance, tribulations and music of the cast, and was felt oddly proud of Lin Manuel Miranda - who wrote this as a stage-musical while he was in college, had a modicum of success with it, then went on to create Hamilton, one of the most important musicals of our time. With the success of that particular show taking the entire world by storm, he was given the opportunity to make his old, relatively only semi-popular play into a blockbuster film. You can’t help but be inspired by someone like that.

I often find towards the end of a film I’m inspired by the characters’ journeys: be that from zero to hero, from lonely to loved or from rags to riches. Then I walk out and carry on with my normal life doing normal things. And as the hero of the story’s dreams all came true in the closing minutes (sorry for the spoiler, but it’s a musical, they rarely end in despair), a thought floated across my mind:

I’m utterly sick of being inspired

Now, to my credit, I did figure out in the car home that ‘tired’ would be a far more fitting and rhythmic word to use in this sentence, but this was a mentality that I found resonated really strongly with me. I’m very good at being inspired, I think most people are. We hear stories of people starting their own business, achieving some sporting brilliance or overcoming a personal hurdle and we say “Wow, isn’t that inspiring?” or

“It really inspires you to go out and make a difference!” or

“They are such an inspirational speaker!”

Then we go off about our day, not acting on the inspiration, and, for the most part, remaining uninspired. So I decided to act. 

I did some very quick research (/acquiring of images of graffiti) in order to get the right shapes and textures to create a spray paint effect in Illustrator. I did some very quick research (/confirming the colours) of South American flags, taking the blue and red used in flags of the home nations of Miles Morales from Spider-Man and Usnavi from In The Heights. And I created the top design.

YES! I had been inspired and I had drawn a wee picture to show that - I had acted on my inspirations!

Then I looked to my left and spotted three, blank skate decks that I had bought on a whim from Re:Ply (a wonderful wee company who do a great deal of charity work supplying boards to people who need them, selling boards to people who can afford them, and for a very reasonable fee, providing unusable decks to people who want to use them for artistic purposes). I realised I hadn’t acted on my inspiration, I had just drawn a few pictures of skateboards with the eventual aim of PhotoShopping them onto other pictures of skateboards.

So I took myself...

... into the city centre with a shoddily prepared speech: “I’m looking for some cheap, small cans of spray paint. I’ve no idea what I’m doing, or if I’ll be good at it, so don’t want to invest too much into this.” Hiding behind this self-deprecating shield I barged into multiple art-, pound- and model-shops and pleaded with the staff to help a young idiot out. Amazingly, a very kind shop assistant pointed me in the direction of Fat Buddha, a clothes shop I’d always ignored as it seemed a bit to “...” for me. I don’t know what it seemed, but I knew it wasn't my kind of shop. Happy to prove me wrong, the guys in there were super helpful and they helped me buy my first cans of spray paint. 

Now I’d spent money...

... and as a skinflint, that meant I had to get use out of my purchases. I had tricked myself into being inspired. Inspiration led me to the drawing, inspiration had led me to buy decks and the paint, now inspiration had to make me spray paint.

I’ll stop yammering on now. Essentially, I had planned on creating some analogue designs then digitising them (I’m guessing I should do a post on my brief, yeah? Might just upload the PDF to save me talking more), but then I found that I was doing the complete opposite. Genuinely accidentally. I had played with a few typefaces from various websites to get fonts that represented the ideas I wanted. The top one was semi-stolen (I can’t use the word ‘inspired’ any more in this post) from the end credits of In The Heights. The larger font is something of a nod to inspirational quotes you see on Facebook or on glittery frames in B&M.

I printed those out and cut them into stencils (very impressed that my digital boards have been drawn to a workable scale, thanks Maths). And after putting down a tack-layer (GRAFFITI JARGON (I think)) I sprayed the whole lot in blue.

Next, I tried to get a little fancy. Using cardboard blockers to create straight lines I added stars* (borrowed from the Puerto Rican flag) and made the bottom stripes vaguely reminiscent of America’s Old Glory.

I peeled the lettering off, and I’d done it. I may have to explain the overtly-negative inspirational quote to people, but to me it’s a clear sign that there’s no point in just being inspired, and that’s all I wanted.

A weight I didn’t know I was carrying was lifted from my shoulders. The plan was to possibly end up with a self-designed skateboard. And now I have one.

*Yes, I know they’re crosses.

[narrowtriangle33-blog]

White people called out.

"It just amazes me how white people never have anything to say when you see “them” being accused of murders and other strange crimes, but if a Black man gets arrested or shot by police; they just have all kinds of opinions don’t they?"

"Fact: White men commit 66.9% of assaults on family members and children, 47% of murders , 73.3% of sex offenses, 65% of forcible rape, 63% of aggravated assault, 69% of burglary, 75.4% of vandalism, 59% of violent crime, 78% of arson, 63% of auto theft , 58% of suspicion, 68.7% of fraud etc… Also 88% of Serial Killers and Serial Rapists are white males." {source: FBI}

"Now does this mean that this ostensible data of crime rates among whites is accepted? Absolutely not!

The U.S. media wants you to think Blacks are doing all the crime. While you are focused on the action on TV, their corporate bedfellows will rob your 401K, stock options and bank accounts blind.

Here’s a crude illustration I have created to make it clear on the crime in America.

Say you have 100 people…

60% are White people 15% are Latino people 12% are Black people 8% are Asian people 5% are Jewish people ___________ 100 people

Are all of the Black people committing crime? No. Lets say HALF, which is highly exaggerated, are committing crime…take that number for the other ethnicities, too.

IF HALF OF EACH ETHNICITY WAS A CRIMINAL REGARDLESS OF CRIME COMMITTED…

30% White criminals 7.5% Latino criminals 6% Black criminals 4% Asian criminals 2.5% Jewish criminals _______________ 50 criminals

Even if only about 1 in 8 White people committed crime, it is still more in numbers than half of each individual non-White ethnic populations…

IF 1/4th OF EACH ETHNICITY WAS A CRIMINAL…

15 White criminals out of 60 Whites 4 Latino criminals out of 16 Latinos 3 Black criminals out of 12 Blacks 2 Asian criminals out of 8 Asians 1 Jewish criminals out of 5 Jews __________________ about 25 criminals out of 100 people

Conclusion: Logically speaking, there will always be 3 times more White criminals…or 60% of all criminals are White…but then not all things are equal. One could argue that Latinos are 4 times more and Blacks are 5 times more likely to be ARRESTED by police…its not always what has been done, but what can be proven. Its a general belief that cops, regardless of their own personal racial lines, are prejudiced.

It would be interesting to find out what is the racial makeup, in terms of %, compose the police forces of the United States."

"But, if you go on FBI Table 43A you will see back in 2013-2014 as the data will show that almost 10 million white males have been arrested to 3 o 4 million black males roughly. White people out number every other race in every crime category you can think of. But you know they always have an excuse for why they out number every race in crime statistic is that they make up 72 % of the American population. I can’t tell you how many times I shot this argument down. But here I go once again.

According to the Bureau of Census, in 1996, 73% of the 264. 6 million who live in the U. S. are White. However, according to the MacMillan Almanac, most Puerto Ricans are automatically defined as White by the U. S. Census. Furthermore, any Latin who claims to be White is counted White by the Census Bureau, and all babies born to White women are defined as White, regardless of the father’s race, unless the mother makes a request that her baby be classified as non-White. If a half-Black man and a White woman have 10 children, they are all counted as one big White family. Therefore, the number of American Whites is extremely less than 72% Then to add to that Consumer Report came out with stat that 80% of the smart phones sold in America are owned by black people. This means that if you are 70% of the population and black people being 13 we should not in any instance out pace you in purchasing power. The question you should ask yourself is this, how many traditional white people make up that 70% yall claim to have outside of the other races who are not white who check white on the US Census? You are not counting the biracial, Hispanics, and Latins who also mark white on the census. So please white blonde blue eye people do not make up that whole 70% to claim that is the reason you commit more crime.

How are you 63 of the population and black people allegedly being 13% but yet we have 80% of the smart phones in this country? That means if you out number us by 6 times we should not out pace you in purchasing power for anything. 13% can not equate to 80% ownership if the so called dominant race represents 60 percent of the country. Even when you look at the Nielson Report’ on who watches more TV according to the popular hit show ”Empire” it reported that African Americans watch more TV then any other race in the country. Again this would not be possible if we only (black people) make up 13% of the country. We would not have a hit show for our small dismal 13% of the country’s demographic. So this should tell you that there are way more black people in this country then previously conceived.

But wait didn’t they just arrest 36 white people for food stamp fraud in New York a month ago? Nationally, most of the people who receive benefits from the Supplemental Nutrition Assistance Program are white. According to 2013 data from the U.S. Department of Agriculture, which administers the program, 40.2 percent of SNAP recipients are white, 25.7 percent are black, 10.3 percent are Hispanic, 2.1 percent are Asian and 1.2 percent are Native American. This was reported in the Huffington post. White people are on more government assistance then any race. Again’ this is another indication that even though you make up a small percent of the country you still dominate the welfare benefits. Remember when Rick Santorum was running a couple of years ago and he said black people make up 80% of the welfare programs in Florida? Well the next day Scott Pelley of CBS News came out and said on prime time television that that was a lie and say actually that white people make up 90% of the government programs toward those who are unemployed."

"Somewhere in the deep recesses of the white mind, white people have convinced themselves that they are the innocent victims being terrorized by the Dark-skinned Negro. Somewhere in their minds, their crimes against humanity and against the entire planet have been replaced by a selective amnesia where they have forgotten the most important factor in this equation: Race was their idea. Race was their construct. Race was their political tool for wealth. They are deathly afraid of the repercussions for their crimes against the Original Human. They fixate on our would-be revenge because they know intrinsically what awaits them in the near future. They feel their impending doom lurking beneath their nice houses, new cars and full-time jobs with 2-week vacations. Nothing they do or say now in the name of “righteousness” will make their karma less devastating. And they know this.They sense this.This is what drives them to buy gun, after gun, after gun. Fear is caused by wrongdoing.This is why they cannot be in peace. They are deathly afraid not of us, but of their own extinction caused by their own actions."

[starfirette]

pauran | ship

This is a Mystic Messenger ship for my friend @httphimitsu​!! Inbox is open for ships. Click here to see the ship package, click here for fandoms list 

my name is paulina, and my nickname is pau! my pronouns are she/her and i’m bisexual! i’m pretty short, 4’11, and kind of pale. i have freckles that cover my cheeks and nose, as well as shoulder-length wavy brown hair! the word people most often use when they describe me is “cute”, and i’m trying my best to believe them!!! i really like drawing, writing, baking, and admiring/collecting cute things!! i get emotional pretty easily... if i look at a stuffed animal for too long, i’ll start to think about all the love that was poured into making it, and how cute it is, and the tears start to flow! i also really like fashion, especially girly princess-like clothing, but i don’t stick to a specific style. looking ladylike and well put-together just makes me feel happy! i was born and raised in puerto rico, and around there, most people are very warm and friendly, which definitely shaped who i am today! i love helping people and offering advice, and will stop at nothing to make those i love happy. however, i do tend to get a little gloomy sometimes, and i can get very anxious around new people to the point where i just get overwhelmed and shut down. i’ve gotten a lot better over the years though! :o) progress! i am TERRIFIED of cockroaches!!! i hate them more than any other bug. if i see a big one, i will freeze and start crying. i know it sounds pathetic but i can’t help it! i also hate comment sections. too often, i’ll find myself scrolling through the most ridiculous and hateful comments and just get myself upset. people can be so stupid! i hope that’s enough about me.. it might be.. more than enough!!! but just let me know!!! :o)

I was tempted to ship you witH;

Jaehee: Because you both obviously love to bake. You’d meet her by applying to the bakery and yall would fall in love.

Saeyoung: Because you two seem really similar! He’s also a lover of cute things. You seem like someone Saeyoung would fall so hard for

Vanderwood: Because I’m a sucker for goth boy x pastel girl. enough said.

ANYWAY I ship you with Saeran, though!!!

More specifically, Ray

let’s dive right into the good stuff

Ray is the first to take a liking to you. Unknown and Edgy Saeran find you annoying, but only because you’re really adorable. You’re the perfect counterpart for Ray. He thoroughly enjoys giving you the dresses you enjoy. You two make Rika gag because you’re both so cute together. You basically match all the time. 

Expect lots of picnics in the garden with Ray! 

Your ship name with Ray is Rayna because it’s CUTE OKAY??

Unknown finds you......funny. You’re strange to him, at first. He wonders how you can be so calm when he’s starkly different from Ray. He thinks it’s annoying when you go on about how he is Ray, how you love Saeran for who is his blah blah blah. Unknown comes around to you when you begin to bake for him. He’s a sucker for baked goods and he can really feel the love. You and Unknown are the epitome of goth boy x pastel girl, like with Vanderwood. Unlike Vanderwood, Unknown is very edgy. You’re essentially his root to the earth. You keep him calm. He pretends he doesn’t like your affection but he does. He thinks it very adorable how emotional you are. He pretends he keeps you around for sex and other material reasons, but he actually loves you very much. He’d go insane if something happened to you. 

I can’t think of a ship name for you two. Paulina x Unknown sounds like a cool fanfic or story though. 

Suit! Saeran is.......

Hmm. How can I explain the nature of Suit! Saeran. He’s pretty crazy. He is taunting and he intially makes fun of you for being the another version of Ray. You’re sickeningly sweet and he hates that. He doesn’t like how friendly you are. We Puerto Ricans are known for being outward, extroverted, and over all friendly. You’re likely a physical person, and he doesn’t like that. Don’t try to hold his hand. But secretly DO try to hold his hand. The more affectionate and “normal” you are with this Saeran, the more likely he is to calm down and accept being regular Saeran Choi. 

Once it’s all said and done (Mint Eye is destroyed, Rika is in therapy but also being investiagted for her knowledge of chemicals because she fucking made her own brand of lsd and that’s something no one pays attention to or says anything about????? she probably grows cocaine or some shit. she’s crazy), Saeran is very likely to want to live right beside Saeyoung, so be ready for that. I really can’t see Saeran wanting to be separated from his brother. You three probably live together! 

Saeyoung likes you because you’re fun, you make his brother happy, and you two are very much alike. You have a lot in common with Saeyoung and sometimes that drive Saeran up the wall. When you and Saeyoung team up and start the ridiculous Team Rocket nonsense, Saeran just has to stick his head in the freezer and wonder why you two are the way you are. 

He actually likes it though. He’d be so heartbroken if his brother and his girlfriend didn’t get along. 

Saeran is a pastel goth, I believe this so firmly. He still likes baked goods. He’s more willing to accept the physical affection from you, and once he’s comfortable and healed after Mint Eye, he’s going to be all over you. Always hand holding!!!! 

Saeran will protect you from cock roaches. Don’t worry. Saeyoung definitely would not, though. Sometimes he hears Saeyoung scream but he thinks it’s you, so he runs in and sees Saeyoung freaking out over a cock roach. Saeran just rolls his eyes, picks it up, and flushes it down the toilet. Saeyoung would probably scream and run to find you, then let you know Saeran touched a cock roach with his bare hands. 

You and Saeyoung bully Saeran into washing his hands for about fifteen minutes straight. Saeran knows he’s not getting any action unless he does this for your peace of mind. Otherwise you won’t be into it, because all you’ll be thinking about is Saeran’s fingers literally just held a cockroach. 

PAURAN! PAURINA! SAELINA! SAU!!! SAULINA!!!! I COULD COME UP WITH SO MANY SHIP NAMES FOR YOU GUYS

Your theme song with Saeran is The Way I Am, by Ingrid Michaelson. The song here goes both ways. You love Saeran for who he is; you love every part of his personality, even the darkest parts. He would do anything for you. 

[shannygoatgruff]

Stay Safe, Stay Home Writing Challenge - (Call me if you need anything) @waiting4inspiration​

Genre: Romance

Pairing: Modern Ivar x OC

Warning: Language, sexual innuendo, insecurity

Rating: M

Chapter 2 || Chapter 4

Chapter 3

 “Biiiiiitch...” 

“Bitch,” Cash acknowledged.

“Bitch,” Glenn replied, stunned.

“Bitch, I know, right? What the fuck?”

“Bitch,” Glenn answered. 

“Bitch,” Cash responded in disbelief.

“And bitch he got brothers? Shit, tell him I’m cute, Puerto Rican and a bottom. What’s up?” Sitting up, Glenn ran his fingers through his mess of auburn curls.  

“Bitch, focus! This is not about you, right now.” She rolled her eyes at his smiling face. “I’m sitting here like, no fucking way. I’m being played for real.” Cash pulled her hoodie up over her head to hide her embarrassment. “Do you think he’s serious? That can’t be him. There’s no way fucking way that’s him.” She covered her mouth with her hand to stifle a scream. “What the fuck am I doing here? I don’t meet some guy on the internet and hop across an ocean to meet him.”

“Bitch you are living your best life.” Glenn’s smile faded quickly as he looked at his best friend. It was time for her to get that serious BFF talking to that she so desperately needed. “You will meet him and either he looks like that or he doesn’t.”  God, I hope he does, he found himself thinking. He wanted so badly for his friend to end up with someone beautiful and special, just like her. “You already know you’re into this man. When you meet, if it’s him, see where it goes. Shit, you might even get a little. If it’s not him and you still like him – worst-case scenario, ya still might get you some.”

“What if it is��him and I don’t like him?”

“Then give him my number, bitch. Oye, Papi..."

"Fuck you, bitch. I love you. Bye,” Cash said before hanging up the phone.   

She sat there for a few more minutes, debated calling Ivar back. After she stared and stared at those pictures, his smile, the one with him with no shirt...how happy he looked with his brothers, how could she not call him back? Holding her breath, she hit his name on her WhatsApp and listened to the chime in her ear.  

Ivar snatched his ringing phone from his brother’s hand and answered the call quickly. “Hello? Cash?”

“Hey. Did you get the pictures?” She closed her eyes dying to ask him what he thought. She wouldn’t do it though. This was going to be a fun vacation and she wasn’t going to have any expectations.  

Putting his earbuds back in his ears, Ivar scrolled back to the photos on his phone to look at her beautiful face and smiled. “I did. Thank you. You have a perfect smile.” He could swear he could hear her blushing through the phone. “I now have a face to go with the voice I dream about.”  

“Ja, hallo?” The man who opened the door was blond, with the soft round face and he was not Ivar. His voice was deeper and a bit stuffier. Judging from the photo she had seen earlier, Cash ventured a safe guess that this was Ivar’s older brother. “Ah…you must be Cash.” He leaned against the door jam, shoving potato chips in his mouth, grinning. 

He inspected her, not long enough to make it creepy or awkward, but he did take the customary 3 seconds that men need to size up a woman. In that short amount of time, Hvitserk approved.  

“Hi. Is Ivar here?” Cash wondered if he could hear her heart pounding in her voice. This was a mistake. She shouldn’t have come. Not on this trip, not to his hotel room. None of it. She should have stayed her ass at home. 

Hvitserk stood at the door, nodding and smirking. She was about as nervous as Ivar was. God, they were cute. He couldn't wait to call Ubbe and Bjorn about this. 

"Can I come in?" She asked unsure why he standing there grinning at her like that.

"Oh, sure. You can take a seat. I have to find him. I will let him know you have arrived." 

She had so many questions. The first being, why was Ivar’s brother there? Was she about to be a MISSING post on Facebook? Was Ivar’s brother the one pretending to be Ivar, even though they sounded nothing alike?  

She took a seat on the couch and waited while the other man stepped out on the balcony. She heard two distinct voices speaking in a different language. She recognized Ivar’s voice right away and her heart skipped a beat.

The cigarette in Ivar’s hand started to shake. What was she doing here? They never made plans on what time they would meet. He still needed time to prepare. He needed to have a few drinks first. “I am not ready to meet her now.” He cut his eyes to try to peek around Hvitserk. “I can’t.” Oh God, what if he forgot how to speak English? Or what if his legs just gave out on him from being nervous?  

And if Hvitserk didn’t wipe that shit-eating grin off of his face he was going to punch him in the throat.

“Well, brother, she’s here and she's pretty cute.” Hvitserk was enjoying the hell out of this. He was so glad he came on this trip. “What are you so afraid of?” Ivar gave his brother a knowing look, then gestured to his legs. “Oh shit. You didn’t tell her?” The giggle that bubbled up from Hvitserk’s throat escaped before he could reign it in. “Ivar!”

Ivar watched as Hvitserk walked away and told Cash that he’d be out in a minute. There was no getting out of it now. He took one last strong pull off of the Marlboro before snuffing out the lit tip. With a deep exhalation of breath, he got to his feet, grabbed his crutches and slowly made his way through the balcony doors.

When he came through the door, he’d had his head down and his long, brown hair framed his face. As he made his way over to her, he straightened up and flung his hair back giving her a good look at him. 

Did her face always hurt this much when she smiled? 

Ivar watched mesmerized as Cash tucked her bottom lip between her teeth in an attempt not to smile. It didn’t work, not with a smile as beautiful and vibrant as hers. It was infectious. As soon as she smiled, he forgot that he was supposed to be embarrassed and he smiled, too.

Those eyes. What shade of blue are they? He has perfect teeth. Are Norwegians usually that tan?  The tight blue Henley shirt he wore did everything to make every muscle in his arms and chest stand out.

It felt like time was standing still.  Those cheekbones, and her lips…fawning chocolate eyes. Her coloring is like honey. That shade of yellow against her skin…and those long, delicate fingers. Oh, God.  

“Yup. Like two puppies. Standing in the middle of the room, staring at each other.” Hvitserk held his phone’s camera out to give a panoramic view. “They still haven’t said a word.” He switched the camera’s view back to himself and looked at his brothers' smiling faces. “He is finally going to get some ass,” Hvitserk said in his native language, laughing as he walked back into his bedroom.

“You’re so tall.” Her voice was as melodic as it was over the phone.

He was almost an entire foot taller than her. “Ja. You are just a little thing.” Ivar smiled shyly, looking down at Cash. There was the voice that she knew. She had drifted to sleep listening to him read to her or sing, so many times. She didn’t know when his voice became a comfort. “Is it okay to hug you?”  

He smelled like Dior Sauvage mixed with a hint of cigarettes. Cash closed her eyes against the warmth of his muscular chest and honestly didn’t want to let him go. She was half hoping he’d kiss her, but when she opened her eyes and looked up at him, he stepped back slightly and motioned toward the couch.  

“I know I just kinda barged in on you. But, there was no way I could take a nap…I was too nervous. I had to meet you in person. I had to know – you know? Part of me was wondering if you were honest about who you really were. I mean, men that look like you, don’t start online relationships with women in other countries. Then go to yet another country to actually meet them. Unless of course, they’re trying to get a Green Card or take all her money or something.” 

Ivar was amazed that she said all of that in one breath. He couldn’t quite understand everything she said, but he enjoyed watching her mouth move as she said it. “I cannot understand everything when you talk so fast.” Rubbing his thick hand across his chin, he kept looking toward the hallway, afraid that his older brother would come out of the room and embarrass him.  

“I’m sorry. I’m just really glad that you turned out to be you.”

“I am, too.” Hvitserk was going to come out of his room at any moment. Ivar could feel it. He was already nervous enough, he couldn’t take the chance of having Hvitserk ruin everything. They had to leave. “Do you maybe want to get some get some dinner now?” He was relieved when she agreed. He wanted time to properly talk to Cash and explain everything, but not with Hvitserk around. “Just give me a second and I will be ready.”

Cash watched him walk out of the room, noticing him limping on crutches, but she still found herself giggling like a schoolgirl. 

So this was Ivar? 

He was real and she was happy.

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