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you’re a mortal female with a lying tongue, savage tendencies and a blonde girlfriend

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socialjusticekoolaid:

Last Night in Ferguson (9.28-9.29): Last night’s protest was one of the in Ferguson this month, proving once again that the residents of Ferguson/STL County are some of the most resilient and inspiring in all the land. The police were literally holding peaceful protesters hostage late into the night (folks who were complying with all police requests) so they could negotiate with the remaining folks to leave, but the protesters didn’t back down. Eventually all arrestees were released, and many plan to be back out there tonight.

Injustice in Ferguson continues, but despite it, community now thrives too. This is still happening. Are you still paying attention? #staywoke #farfromover

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frayedattheends:

Sometimes I want to write the Next Big Thing, and be someone important…

And sometimes I just wanna write the things that eat away at my brain, which only 20 people will care about.

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imlucecannon:

In this African tribe when someone is disruptive or disrespectful they are placed inside a circle of tribe members where for two days straight they are reminded of all the good they have done because they believe despite their flaws and mistakes people are genuinely good and unethical behavior is simply a cry for help and so they unite to reconnect him to his good nature. I think this reinforcement of love and reassurance is just awesome ~Luce Cannon

imlucecannon:

In this African tribe when someone is disruptive or disrespectful they are placed inside a circle of tribe members where for two days straight they are reminded of all the good they have done because they believe despite their flaws and mistakes people are genuinely good and unethical behavior is simply a cry for help and so they unite to reconnect him to his good nature. I think this reinforcement of love and reassurance is just awesome ~Luce Cannon

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Waiting

mad-cow-mama:

(‘nother shout out to gleerant for use of her Sugar!verse, and to JJ too)

Waiting

Somewhere around forever, it’s a minute til noon.

They’ve been sitting in the waiting room.  It feels like forever.  Brittany can count on her fingers and the toes of one foot how many months it’s been actually, but it feels like they’ve been spit out of the event horizon on an infinite outward trajectory.  Four hundred fifty-seven days of temperature taking, viscosity monitoring, injecting and being injected with crazy-making chemicals, trips to the money floor of the clinic, fertility to the left and plastic surgery to the right, no insurance necessary because no insurance covers it, but who’s counting?  Egg collection sucks, and they fucking die over and over.  Nobody knows why.

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mad-cow-mama:

(Anonymous said:
Future Brittana, wedding? For a prompt.)

Right here, right now, Santana is regulating her breath. In through the nose on four, hold for seven, out through the mouth on eight. In, 2, 3, 4… Hold, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7… and Out, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8. And again… And…

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iwriteaboutfeminism:

Police pick people out of the crowd, then rush forward. Frightening. 

September 28th

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Interview | Sunday

beyondcanon:

Character(s): Santana L. & Brittany P.

Summary: Brittany is a sports journalist. Her next piece is an interview with Santana Lopez, rising MMA star.

(previous)

SUNDAY

Santana grunts and buries her nose under the pillow.

“Good morning, sunshine.” Brittany singsongs, running the tip of her fingers over Santana’s exposed back. Santana shivers, shoulders moving and breath short when Brittany reaches her lower back.

“Sleep,” Santana mumbles, stealing the covers some more and turning to Brittany’s side.

Brittany pulls her close, enjoying how they fit, Santana’s leg draped over hers and head resting on her chest. They sleep.

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allthrumyribs said: But what about like, in a few years, after they've sort of settled into their lives together, where Santana picks up Thai food on Thursdays because that's always Brittany's busiest day and she doesn't want her to worry about dinner except this time, when she gets home, Brittany is waiting at the door, her blue eyes a little tear filled as she smiles and tells Santana "We're having a baby."

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allthrumyribs:

ohhheyitsnic:

But what about if i died underneath my desk at work because oh my GOD. 

They’ve been waiting for this moment, it took alot longer than either of them expected. Brittany, ever the optimist, kept reminding Santana that it would happen when it was supposed to, there is nothing wrong, they just have to wait a little while longer. Santana would nod and smile, kissing Brittany full on the lips and rubbing her still flat belly. But now, its real, it worked and she may or may not have dropped the food on the ground in her haste to scramble over to Brittany. Santana kisses Brittany hard on the mouth with tears in her eyes before falling to her knees and kissing her belly. Her pregnant belly. Their baby is in there. They’re going to be mothers.  

Brittany would laugh a little bit and stroke Santana’s hair and gently urge her to stand up.  Santana would stand up, her hands still held over Brittany’s belly and they would just look at each other, with Brittany brushing Santana’s tears away.

"We’re going to have a baby."

"We’re going to have a baby."

"WE’RE GOING TO HAVE A BABY!!"

Santana would yell and pick Brittany up in a hug and slowly spin her around while Brittany laughed louder.  Suddenly they would stop at the sight of their neighbor, Mrs. Haley, standing in the doorway of their apartment since Santana left the door open in her haste to get to Brittany.

"Are you girls okay?"

"She’s going to have a baby, Mrs. Haley."

We’re going to have a baby.”

Santana would look over at Brittany’s gentle correction and whisper, “We’re going to have a baby.”

Mrs. Haley, who was like a mother-figure to both of them since they had moved into the building a few years ago and who knew about their struggles, would cover her mouth and smile, her own eyes bright with happiness.  “Oh, congratulations!  That’s wonderful news.”

Holding Santana’s hand, Brittany would smile and agree, both of them watching as Mrs. Haley glances down at the floor.

"Was that your dinner?"

"Oh, crap.  Britt, I’m sorry.  I just got so excited and…"

"It’s okay.  We can get order pizza."

"Pizza?  Our baby is not having pizza.  We need to get you something healthy or…"

Gently closing their door, Mrs. Haley leaves them alone to celebrate their news, happy at the prospect of telling her husband all about it.

"Britt, we have to eat better, like actual vegetables. I don’t want our baby addicted to junk food before it’s even born!"

"San."

"And oh god, we need to baby proof! Look at all these sharp edges!!"

"Santana"

"And where are we going to put the crib?? And w.."

"Santana!!"

She stops pacing and taking inventory of all the death traps their seemingly innocuous apartment poses to spin around and face Brittany.

"I’m barely 2 months, honey, we have plenty of time to prepare. Come here, come here" she waves Santana over to sit on the couch.

"Hi."

"Hi, baby and other baby" Santana giggles out.

"We’re having a baby and i love you."

"I love you too, this doesn’t feel real"

"I promise it’s real. And it’s going to feel even more real when we call and tell our parents that you knocked me up…"

Brittany laughs as she watches Santana’s eyes widen.   

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5-Year-Old With Autism Paints Stunning Masterpieces 

Autism is a poorly-understood neurological disorder that can impair an individual’s ability to engage in various social interactions. But little 5-year-old Iris Grace in the UK is an excellent example of the unexpected gifts that autism can also grant – her exceptional focus and attention to detail have helped her create incredibly beautiful paintings that many of her fans (and buyers) have likened to Monet’s works.

Little Iris is slowly learning to speak, whereas most children have already begun to speak at least a few words by age 2. Along with speech therapy, her parents gradually introduced her to painting, which is when they discovered her amazing talent.

“We have been encouraging Iris to paint to help with speech therapy, joint attention and turn taking,” her mother, Arabella Carter-Johnson, explains on her website. “Then we realised that she is actually really talented and has an incredible concentration span of around 2 hours each time she paints. Her autism has created a style of painting which I have never seen in a child of her age, she has an understanding of colours and how they interact with each other.”

Much better version of the same subject matter I posted earlier.

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5150allthebestpeopleare:

i want brittana to walk out of the choir room after the proposal with huge smirks as they link pinkies and walk down the hallway.

and as they’re walking out of the building i want santana to nudge brittany and ask her if she thinks they bought it, because they’ve…

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iwriteaboutfeminism:

Today, Ferguson is prepared to “keep it moving.”

September 28th

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brittanacon2014:

I know…I know…you amazing, wonderful people are like, IT’S BEEN 84 YEARS SINCE BRITTANACON!! WHERE ARE OUR PACKAGES?

My sincere apologies for the delay but THE END IS IN SIGHT! I promise. There was some delay in ordering the thumb drives for the media as well as ordering the remaining swag…

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