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missevalyn:Valentine’s Day is “not really my area”. John Watson and Sherlock Holmes (BBC’s Sherlock)

missevalyn:

Valentine’s Day is “not really my area”.

John Watson and Sherlock Holmes (BBC’s Sherlock).


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Another deleted the scene from Straight outta Compton.

The marriage/hospital scene :(

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joannaliceevans-fanficblog:


Got inspired to write this little drabble.

Warnings: angst, angst, and angst. Oh and death.

This is also the continuation of the untitled Chris angst that I wrote.

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Also, it’s inspired by this song: Forever Yours by: Grayscale

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️Me right now ☝️☝️☝️

omfgdinosaur:Blackbeard’s seeming unwillingness to intervene during Izzy and Stede’s duel really bot

omfgdinosaur:

Blackbeard’s seeming unwillingness to intervene during Izzy and Stede’s duel really bothered me.  At first, I interpreted it purely as “he doesn’t want Stede to die but he can’t help him because pirate honor or whatever” but now I think its actually more to do with the fact he grew up in abusive household. He tries to stop it but he very quickly disengages when he gets push back from Izzy. He slowly starts edging away as soon as Izzy and Stede start verbally engaging with each other..if you watch he edges all the way to the other side of the boat.  Seeing two people he cares about in an argument makes him revert back to his childhood powerlessness. He can’t do anything but watch helplessly because that is the survival strategy he adopted for this situation when he was a kid. 

The show does focus a lot on how Stede is still motivated/haunted by his own childhood trauma, so I don’t think its a coincidence that this scene happened right after we learned that Ed grew up in an abusive household. 


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otbyosh:

AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH PAINFULLLL RACHEL HOW FUCKING DARE YOU

#ViolaDavis’ new memoir #FindingMe was released April 26, and as with life, #forgiveness just might

#ViolaDavis’ new memoir #FindingMe was released April 26, and as with life, #forgiveness just might be what holds it all together.

The #Chicago Sun Times calls the memoir “Brutally #honest and honestly brutal,” likening Davis to “the victim of a disaster still dazed by the experience but remembering every terrible moment.”

Davis uses her memoir to detail her rise from poverty and other #trauma to emerge alive, intact, and #successful on the other side.

Growing up poor in Central Falls, #RhodeIsland, Davis was often so hungry she and her five siblings had to resort to dumpster-diving for food. School lunches were their only reliable meal. They lived in house that lacked reliable heat and plumbing, and was so rat-infested, she and her sisters tied bedsheets around their necks at night so the rats wouldn’t bite them. They often attended school unwashed, in dirty clothes.

Davis shared experiences of violence and #sexualabuse as children.

“Myself, my mother, my sisters… my friend from childhood, we all have one thing in common,” said Davis at a #RapeFoundation Event in 2020. “We are all #survivors of sexual assault in some way, shape or form.”

She then shared the #heartbreaking story of her sister, who was sexually assaulted at the age of 8. “My sister is now a heroin addict, she’s a prostitute,” she told the crowd. Davis also endured sexual abuse by boys who were supposed to be babysitters.

In addition to the sexual abuse and the poverty, Davis also had to cope with constant #bullying and terrorizing from a group of boys who chased her and threw rocks at her for being Black in the predominantly white town of #CentralFalls.

And if all that wasn’t already far more than enough, she experienced physical and emotional abuse at the hands of her alcoholic father, Dan, who regularly beat her mother, Mae Alice. On one occasion, Davis’ father smashed a glass against her mother’s face until she intervened.

In her memoir, she opens up about how although forgiveness isn’t easy, it’s necessary to survival — just as it was necessary to hers. #SWIPE (for the rest) #SWIPELEFT

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I am back with another story! ( This one I WILL FOR SURE FINISH). It’s on Wattpad (as usual) and it’s a dark romantic story! Plus, if you like bad boys this might be just the story for you ;)

If you are interested check it out here: wattpad.com/story/232207083-the-day-you-walked-into-my-life


“All my life I wanted something more than what I had. I wanted action, I wanted adventure, I wanted everything I read in books. More than anything, I wanted romance.


My life is as boring as it gets. Until, that is, I met him.”



For Olivia Matheson, life is pretty decent. She has an okay job as a barista, she has a house of her own, and her pride and joy, Athena, her lovable, yet skittish, cat. She also has one big passion: writing.


But, there is one thing missing from Olivia’s life: love. Being shy, recluse, and awkward, Olivia can’t seem to get the whole dating thing right. As soon as she meets someone, she shuts down entirely, and they usually don’t pursue her any further. Her loneliness is growing, but her standards for meeting someone is right up there in romantic world of books and movies.


Everything changes when she meets Lucas.


Lucas is the new guy in town, with his own haunting past. He’s charming, confident, and adventurous, everything Olivia is not. And yet, he pulls her into his orbit like a sun drawing a planet. Lucas isn’t going to give her up without putting up a fight, and just when Olivia is finally able to break her walls down, Lucas’ past catches up to him.


Olivia wanted a daring life, and Lucas is giving it to her, but when confronted with it, can Olivia handle it? Will her love for Lucas hold out against the darkness of his past?

New Post has been published on Black ThenThe Stories of 5 Black Women Lynched in AmericaJennie Steer

New Post has been published on Black Then

The Stories of 5 Black Women Lynched in America

Jennie Steers: On July 26, 1903 in Shreveport, Louisiana Jennie Steers was charged with giving a poisoned glass of lemonade to a 16 year old white teenager, Elizabeth Dolan. Before she was killed, a mob took her to a tree, placed a rope around her neck and demanded a confession. Steers refused to confess and was hanged. […]

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New Post has been published on Black ThenJuly 11, 1964: Lt. Col. Lemuel Augustus Penn-Murdered by Me

New Post has been published on Black Then

July 11, 1964: Lt. Col. Lemuel Augustus Penn-Murdered by Members of KKK

July 11, 1964: In Madison County, Georgia, Lt. Col. Lemuel Augustus Penn, a decorated veteran of World War II and a United States Army Reserve officer, was murdered by members of the Ku Klux Klan. This was 9 days after passage of the Civil Rights Act. Lemuel Penn joined the Army Reserve from Howard University […]

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New Post has been published on Black ThenMarie-Joseph Angélique: Escaped Bondage Only to Be Recaptur

New Post has been published on Black Then

Marie-Joseph Angélique: Escaped Bondage Only to Be Recaptured and Tortured to Death

Marie-Joseph Angélique was an enslaved Black woman in Montréal. In 1734, she was charged with arson after a fire leveled Montréal’s merchants’ quarter. The story told is that Angélique committed the act while trying to escape bondage. Although there was never any evidence as to whether Angélique was actually guilty of the crime, she was […]

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traitorslament:

JODO NATION,

JODO WORLD.

JODO BOYS AND JODO GIRLS.

GATHER ROUND THIS JODO FEST;

FOR WE KNOW OUR SHIP’S THE BEST!

HEAR ME SING THIS JODO SONG-

CLAP YOUR HANDS AND DANCE ALONG.

THUS CONCLUDES OUR JODO RHYME-

CARE TO HEAR IT ONE MORE TIME?

My name is Katkat, I’m only 13.

My blood is red, I cannot bleed.

I cannot say no to daddy, for the lesson I’ve learned so far. For my torso is littered with knife wound scars.

I wish I weren’t a mutant, and that my blood werent freaky, Then maybe my daddy, Would want to hug me.

I must never be right and always wrong For when I wake, Daddy and his crew are gone.

Deep inside, I feel so bad For I am hated by my Carapacian Dad.

To him, I’m just a retarted kid.

For when he robs banks i don’t want to come with.

Shh … Be quiet, I hear a car It’s Daddy. He’s back from Uncle Droogs’s bar.

I hear him curse, His beer bottle turns into shards, his voice filled with rage as he calls me a ‘tard

I try to hide, From his slanted carapace eyes, Im so afraid now, I’m starting to cry

He finds me weeping, He shouts about 5G, He says its my fault, that I complied and got the vaccine

He slaps me and hits me, And yells at me more, I finally get free, And run for the door

He’s already locked it, And i start to bawl, He takes me and throws me, Against the hard wall

I fall to the floor, With my bones badly broken, And my daddy continues, With more bad words spoken

I’M FUCKING SORRY, I scream, But its now much too late, His face has been twisted , Into unimaginable hate

The hurt and the pain, Again and again, Oh please Gog have mercy, Oh please let it end

And he finally stops, And heads for the door, While I lay there motionless, Sprawled on the floor

My name is Kakat, I was only 13. 

Last night, my Daddy murdered me.

And I loved my Daddy.

lilsjames:Tom’s here?Where is he? lilsjames:Tom’s here?Where is he?

lilsjames:

Tom’s here?
Where is he?


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anaquariusfox:

TAKE HIM BACK DAMNIT

Watch “Mad Season - Long Gone Day” on YouTube

“Who ever said

We wash away with the rain..”


May you rest in peace, Mark.

On a very sad note R.I.P to my own kitty Mr. Marshall, gone way too soon, you were loved and cherished till the very end, fly high my sweet angel boy

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