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sheep cupid is armed and dangerous 🐏💘

prompt from a fortune cookie: “romance stirs your heart, share it with others”

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Sakura 🌸🎀

Kofi // Inprnt

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HELP! I’m writing a sequel to Supernatural! If there were a rebooted supernatural movie or series, what would you like to see?

Hello! I am doing an assignment for one of my advanced screenwriting courses, in which we have to create a script for a feature film or pilot episode that is ALSO an adaption of another media. I wanted to create a post to get direct feedback on what the fandom would like to see!!

*Some disclaimers, read if you like. If not, that’s fine!*

I know personally I want to do a couple of things that aren’t fan favorites, but I want to do them to make this semester long project bearable (lol) so I apologize in advance!:

1. It is going to be about the winchesters’ kids to some degree. So, it will feature Sam’s kid as well as a daughter of deans born from a one night stand. IM SORRY LMAO.

2. It’s gonna be after jack takes over as god, but before Sam’s death. As a writer, I cannot buy the idea that the transition of power, the death of god, went so smoothly without any larger cosmic ramifications.

3. As of now, I am not considering any lore that the winchesters added— I didn’t watch it. Maybe this will change!! But as of now, I am focusing strictly on the bulk of the OG series.

4. The half demon kid from season 5 will get some degree of lore— WHY WAS HE NEVER SEEN AGAIN??

Anyways, thanks so much for any help!! Feel free to comment or DM me!

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Reblog or your mom will die in 928 seconds.

I love my mom.

I am risking nothing

I AM SORRY FOLLOWERS, I LOVE MY MOMMY

Will not risk.

sorry followers :(

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Update: reading this, I feel like I am going to cry. I was so hurt and so desperate and so alone. This entire post seems to be a giant foreshadow. Since this post, I have started a non-profit, have organized a march for our lives and school walkout, have gotten invited to speak at the capitol of my state, have gotten invited to an annual NAACP dinner for my work, and my peers work. I am organizing multiple events for this summer and fall. I am living my lifes dream being only a freshman in highschool. I am helping fix the world. Its been painful, but I was right. I was going to change so much, and I will continue to do so. If I can, so can you. The fight will be long and hard, you will be insulted, threatened, questioned, but it should be worth it.

Please join me.

You know what? Today I cried. I have never cried at a mass shooting before. I greww up in these times, people snapped, people killed, lots of people died. With the shooting in Las Vegas I had numbly prepared myself to hear that the fatalities were inthe two hundreds. Alas…there was ‘only’ 58. I was pleasently surprised. “Well, thats good since, you know,there had to have been more than 1000 people there.” That was good to me. I thought that number was small. This shooting rolls around, and instead of saying “damn, another one. What can you do?” I watched my tv screen intently. What caused the change? I do not know. But I found my homework slung on the floor and my sweaty hands gripped together praying, to a god I dont pray very often anymore, for there to be no fatlaties. But there were. Two of them. Rage boiled inside me, a horrible saddness that cant be undone. 2 people. 2 like the ones I see everyday. Then, within a few hours it was 17. 17 people. I made it through that day without a tear. Today I watched the videos from inside the school with friends. We all watched in terrified silence, had a brief disscussion about how frustrating it was that our voices were ignored and quickly returned to spewing out jokes in order to cover the pits in our stomachs. I went to the bathroom, and clenched up in fear when I heard the door open. Is this it for me? Is this where it ends? Is this the bit where my brains are blown across the mirror and I leave my mom and dad and my dog and brothers? Where I am forgotten?

It was just a sweet girl I had seen walking around school since 3rd grade.

However my suspicion lingered.

I watched the videos on repeat, soaking in the kids screams, the bodies, the smiling faces of those we lost. I let it fuel my anger. One boy stays in mind for some odd reason: Peter Wang. Maybe its because he shares the same last name as one of my friends. Maybe its because I saw his smiling face, only to imagine him terrified, nearly dead in the hallway choking on his own blood. Or maybe it was because within his smile I saw a familiar personality, someone who I feel I have been friends with. Someone I can see grinning at me while making small talk. Someone I have joked with, asked for help from, someone who I sit next to everyday. I never knew the boy, but I couldn’t help but think that if he would have survived I would have met him somewhere. Would have valued him and laughed with him and made memories with.

But we dont get to find out, do we?

Tonight I broke down, I sobbed and sobbed and sobbed. Because we cant change this. We cant get peter back, we cant get Mr. Beigel, Alyssa, Martin, Nicholas, Mr. Feis, Jaime, Christopher, Luke, Cara, Gina, Joaquin, Alaina, Meadow, Helena, Alex, Or Carman back. They are all gone forever. I can’t bring them back, but I want to so bad. We all have a breaking point, maybe you havent reached it, maybe you have. There is a point where we cant take the lists of victims anymore. Where it hurts too bad.

Thoughts and prayers are great and sweet.

But change saves lives.

We cant get rid of guns totally, they would be floating around, it would be very hard to undo what we’ve done. It is impossible. What can we do? Pass gun control laws. Focus on mental health. Talk to our students. Regulate who has a gun. Make them harder to get. Do everything.

This is where, I bring in some harsh reality to persuade change, if you can not mentally handle some gruesome thoughts right now, feel free to skip the next paragraph.

How much more of this will we have to endure? Words from my history teacher really fueled me to say something I had feared saying: it is not too soon. Lets make this political. Because ‘too soon’ and ‘dont make it political’ has gotten 17 people killed. Kids who had their lives ahead of them, who got valentines and were excited to go to college, have children, get a job. Kids who were scared, kids who, in a place where they were supposed to be safe, quivered in fear under there desks as the terrifying booms of gunshots filled the school. Shots that were killing their friends. They were listening to their classmates die. These were kids who experienced unimaginable pain as they bled out and died in the hallway. These were kids who had to walk with weak knees through hallways that are supposed to be filled with positivity and inspiration were filled with the corpses of kids like them, They left behind best friends, parents who will never feel true happiness again, siblings. And you know what people had to say about it? ‘Its just pure evil.’ Thats a lazy fucking excuse in my opinion. Was it evil? Yes. Was that all there was to it? Hell no. You cant just brush this off. Think of what else went into this: The guns. The mental state of the shooter. The ignored warnings. This wasnt just pure evil. These were mistakes. I’m tired of my generation being killed because the old conservatives in office are scared of their guns taken away. ‘Well-regulated’ my ass. To those people who think we wanna take you guns away, we dont. We want to regulate them. So shit like this doesn’t happen. KIDS ARE DEAD. THEY WERE SCARED AND IN PAIN. NO SUGAR COATING THIS, WHO KNOWS IF THEY ARE IN A BETTER PLACE? I just am so frustrated that I am so unsafe and cant do anything.

I have no clue if this make sense, or if there are grammatical errors. This is a confusing time and I am desperate to speak up. Because I miss them. I miss them and I didnt even know them. I do not know what is going in with me right now, but if this is what I need to feel to make change I am glad for it. Whatever you view on stopping gun violence is DONT BE AFRAID TO SHARE IT. WHATEVER IT IS. WE NEED TO TALK AND DEBATE IN ORDER TO FIND A SOLUTION.

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I dont wanna say gun control would stop all this. Because it wouldnt. In fact, it is easier to illegally buy a gun. However the gun used in the florida shooting was bought legally. Legally. Doesn’t matter that he would have gotten it anyway. You should be unsettled by this. There is a problem with this.

Who gives a shit in our different views people?? Are you not getting this?? IT DOESNT MATTER. DO SOMETHING. DO EVERYTHING.

You think gun control laws wont help? That its a mental illness issue? Ok, then work on mental illness. Bring awarness to it. Fight for it. Oh and spoiler, a few extra laws are not going to take your gun away from you. Chill out.

You think gun control laws will help? Ok, fight for them. Write to office. Do something.

Screaming at eachother and jumping down eachothers throats is only fueling hate. Do you not see we are just arguing about a solution instead of acting? We would much rather get into arguments on the internet about whats the correct way to handle it then just actually handling it. WE ARE ALL KILLING OUR CHILDREN. Just jump in! We can only make things better from here, unless we just sit angrily typing up arguments and hurling profanities down eachothers throats.

If you are one of the people who haven’t done much, and just made angry posts, its okay. But now you have to stand up. Whatever your beliefs may be, pursue them. Because if you haven’t noticed, we’re dieing. I dont feel safe at school anymore, I haven’t for awhile. I am afriad of movie theaters and concerts. I am afraid of lunch and passing time because thats where we are all herded together and vulnerable. I’m going off to school, not war.

PLEASE ACT

Thank you

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You know what? Today I cried. I have never cried at a mass shooting before. I greww up in these times, people snapped, people killed, lots of people died. With the shooting in Las Vegas I had numbly prepared myself to hear that the fatalities were inthe two hundreds. Alas...there was ‘only’ 58. I was pleasently surprised. “Well, thats good since, you know,there had to have been more than 1000 people there.” That was good to me. I thought that number was small. This shooting rolls around, and instead of saying “damn, another one. What can you do?” I watched my tv screen intently. What caused the change? I do not know. But I found my homework slung on the floor and my sweaty hands gripped together praying, to a god I dont pray very often anymore, for there to be no fatlaties. But there were. Two of them. Rage boiled inside me, a horrible saddness that cant be undone. 2 people. 2 like the ones I see everyday. Then, within a few hours it was 17. 17 people. I made it through that day without a tear. Today I watched the videos from inside the school with friends. We all watched in terrified silence, had a brief disscussion about how frustrating it was that our voices were ignored and quickly returned to spewing out jokes in order to cover the pits in our stomachs. I went to the bathroom, and clenched up in fear when I heard the door open. Is this it for me? Is this where it ends? Is this the bit where my brains are blown across the mirror and I leave my mom and dad and my dog and brothers? Where I am forgotten?

It was just a sweet girl I had seen walking around school since 3rd grade.

However my suspicion lingered.

I watched the videos on repeat, soaking in the kids screams, the bodies, the smiling faces of those we lost. I let it fuel my anger. One boy stays in mind for some odd reason: Peter Wang. Maybe its because he shares the same last name as one of my friends. Maybe its because I saw his smiling face, only to imagine him terrified, nearly dead in the hallway choking on his own blood. Or maybe it was because within his smile I saw a familiar personality, someone who I feel I have been friends with. Someone I can see grinning at me while making small talk. Someone I have joked with, asked for help from, someone who I sit next to everyday. I never knew the boy, but I couldn’t help but think that if he would have survived I would have met him somewhere. Would have valued him and laughed with him and made memories with.

But we dont get to find out, do we?

Tonight I broke down, I sobbed and sobbed and sobbed. Because we cant change this. We cant get peter back, we cant get Mr. Beigel, Alyssa, Martin, Nicholas, Mr. Feis, Jaime, Christopher, Luke, Cara, Gina, Joaquin, Alaina, Meadow, Helena, Alex, Or Carman back. They are all gone forever. I can’t bring them back, but I want to so bad. We all have a breaking point, maybe you havent reached it, maybe you have. There is a point where we cant take the lists of victims anymore. Where it hurts too bad.

Thoughts and prayers are great and sweet.

But change saves lives.

We cant get rid of guns totally, they would be floating around, it would be very hard to undo what we’ve done. It is impossible. What can we do? Pass gun control laws. Focus on mental health. Talk to our students. Regulate who has a gun. Make them harder to get. Do everything.

This is where, I bring in some harsh reality to persuade change, if you can not mentally handle some gruesome thoughts right now, feel free to skip the next paragraph.

How much more of this will we have to endure? Words from my history teacher really fueled me to say something I had feared saying: it is not too soon. Lets make this political. Because ‘too soon’ and ‘dont make it political’ has gotten 17 people killed. Kids who had their lives ahead of them, who got valentines and were excited to go to college, have children, get a job. Kids who were scared, kids who, in a place where they were supposed to be safe, quivered in fear under there desks as the terrifying booms of gunshots filled the school. Shots that were killing their friends. They were listening to their classmates die. These were kids who experienced unimaginable pain as they bled out and died in the hallway. These were kids who had to walk with weak knees through hallways that are supposed to be filled with positivity and inspiration were filled with the corpses of kids like them, They left behind best friends, parents who will never feel true happiness again, siblings. And you know what people had to say about it? ‘Its just pure evil.’ Thats a lazy fucking excuse in my opinion. Was it evil? Yes. Was that all there was to it? Hell no. You cant just brush this off. Think of what else went into this: The guns. The mental state of the shooter. The ignored warnings. This wasnt just pure evil. These were mistakes. I’m tired of my generation being killed because the old conservatives in office are scared of their guns taken away. ‘Well-regulated’ my ass. To those people who think we wanna take you guns away, we dont. We want to regulate them. So shit like this doesn’t happen. KIDS ARE DEAD. THEY WERE SCARED AND IN PAIN. NO SUGAR COATING THIS, WHO KNOWS IF THEY ARE IN A BETTER PLACE? I just am so frustrated that I am so unsafe and cant do anything.

I have no clue if this make sense, or if there are grammatical errors. This is a confusing time and I am desperate to speak up. Because I miss them. I miss them and I didnt even know them. I do not know what is going in with me right now, but if this is what I need to feel to make change I am glad for it. Whatever you view on stopping gun violence is DONT BE AFRAID TO SHARE IT. WHATEVER IT IS. WE NEED TO TALK AND DEBATE IN ORDER TO FIND A SOLUTION.

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Guys please pay attention to this!! Its a little scary, without net neutrality it would seem as if we were heading toward a ‘farenheit 451’ like society 😂😂 NO JOKE THOUGH, YOUR RIGHT TO THE INTERNET IS BEING TARNISHED. DO SOMETHING.

I don’t usually speak out about things in the political world but this is so incredibly important that it has to be discussed.

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reblog this 4.0 gpa for good luck on all of your finals

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We need more mixed models

As a child i thought i was ugly simply because i had white-ish skin and course, curly, thick hair. We need more mixed models and actresses. Prove that yes, you can "look white" but still have very VERY textured hair. You can "look black" and have stunning blue eyes. You can "look korean" but have dark skin. Those are only a few examples. If you're Mexican and black, Native and white, indian and black, nothing is odd or weird. You haven't been mixed with the wrong races. Theres no such thing. You are perfect and beautiful.

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That picture of Sora oml why you make me cry????

Video games teach you great lessons.

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Hi, this really isn’t meant to be a witch hunt post but i dont know how else to get this out there. Basically, there have been a lot of racially charged posts by some students at Pompano Beach High School in Florida and its gotten to the point of people making throw away account to call people, including my friends and I, the N word and putting our pictures up with a backdrop of slaves. I’ve emailed the principal but it’s pretty much known that he doesn’t care as long as the school’s public image isn’t affected. I really dont know what to do from here so i just wanted to spread the word

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this man is me

June 7th, 1942: Edward Hopper completes his best known painting, the seminal Nighthawks. When asked by a Chicago Tribute reporter about the philosophical meaning behind the diner having no clearly visible exits Hopper responded, “Shit. Fuck. I did it again. Goddamnit. Fuck. Not again. I did it again. Shit.” and slammed his hat on his leg.

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Thats awesome! Glad she found time for that! Black Women are magic! 

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I'm and April kid and like 73% of this is valid

Which Baby Are You?

JANUARY BABY

Pretty/handsome. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Sensitive. Down-to-Earth. Stubborn. Repost this in 5 mins and you will meet someone new in 8 days that will perfectly balance your personality.

FEBRUARY BABY

Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexiest out of everyone. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest And loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Horny. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizing dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions. Repost this in 5 mins and you will talk to someone new and realize that you are a perfect match.

MARCH BABY

Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Great kisser. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Observant and assesses others. If you repost this in the next 5 mins, you will meet your new love in 8 days.

APRIL BABY

Suave and compromising. Funny and humorous. Stubborn. Very talkative. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal. Does work well with others. Very confidant. Sensitive. Positive Attitude. Thinking generous. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Able to cheer everyone up and/or make them laugh. Able to motivate oneself and others. Understanding. Fun to be around. Outgoing. Hyper. Bubbly personality. Secretive. Boy/girl crazy. Loves sports, music, leisure and traveling. Systematic. Hot but has brains. If you repost this in 5 mins, a cutie that’s caught your eye will introduce themselves and you will realize that you are very much alike in the next 2 days.

MAY BABY

Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Shy towards opposite sex. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High-spirited. If you repost this in the next 5 minutes, you will become close to someone you do not speak too much in the next 4 days.

JUNE BABY

You’ve got the best personality and are an absolute pleasure to be around. You love to make new friends and be outgoing. You are a great flirt and more than likely have an a very attractive partner. a wicked hottie. It is also more than likely that you have a massive record collection. You have a great choice in films, and may one day become a famous actor/actress yourself - heck, you’ve got the looks for it!!! IN the next 6 days you will meet someone that may possibly become one of your closest friends, if you repost this in 5 minutes.

JULY BABY

Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people’s feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. spazzy at times. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover. Repost this in the next 5 mins and your reputation will boost someway in the next 12 days

AUGUST BABY

Outgoing personality. takes risks. feeds on attention. No self-control. Kind hearted. Self-confident. Loud and boisterous. VERY revengeful. Easy to get along with and talk to. Has an “every thing’s peachy” attitude. Likes talking and singing. Loves music. Daydreamer. Easily distracted. Hates not being trusted. BIG imagination. Loves to be loved. Hates studying. in need of “that someone”. Longs for freedom. Rebellious when withheld or restricted. Lives by “no pain no gain” caring. Always a suspect. Playful. Mysterious. “charming�� or “beautiful” to everyone. stubborn. curious. Independent. Strong willed. A fighter. Repost in 5 mins and you will meet the love of your life sometime next month.

SEPTEMBER BABY

Active and dynamic. Decisive and haste but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people’s problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Usually you have many friends. Enjoys to make love. Emotional. Stubborn. Hasty. Good memory. Moving, motivates oneself and others. Loves to travel and explore. Sometimes sexy in a way that only their lover can understand. If you do not repost this in the next 5 mins, someone very close to you will become mad at you in the next 8 days.

OCTOBER BABY

Loves to chat. Loves those who love them. Loves to takes things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn’t pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Brave and fearless. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care to control emotions. Unpredictable. Extremely smart, but definitely the hottest AND sexiest of them all. repost this in 5 mins or you will not meet the love of your life for 10 years.

NOVEMBER BABY

Trustworthy and loyal. Very passionate and dangerous. Wild at times. Knows how to have fun. Sexy and mysterious. Everyone is drawn towards your inner and outer beauty and independent personality. Playful, but secretive. Very emotional and temperamental sometimes. Meets new people easily and very social in a group. Fearless and independent. Can hold their own. Stands out in a crowd. Essentially very smart. Usually, the greatest men are born in this month. If you ever begin a relationship with someone from this month, hold on to them because their one of a kind. Repost in 5 mins & you will excel in a major event coming up sometime this month.

DECEMBER BABY

This straight-up means you are the most good-looking person possible… Better than all of these other months! Loyal and generous. Patriotic. Competitive in everything. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Easy to talk to, though hard to understand. Thinks far with vision, yet complicated to know. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having lots of ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Has that someone always on his/her mind. Talkative. Daydreamer.Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Abiding. Able to show character. One guy/girl kind of person. Loveable. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves music. Pretty/handsome. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Sensitive.