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there are animals called dikdiks
Neil Josten wears a gold band around his left ring finger and is absolutely cheating on his partner.
Before he ever joined the Santa Fe Cougars, Josten was part of a pride campaign for Nike. So was Andrew Minyard. It was a big deal. The interviews around it said every athlete in the campaign was LGBTQ. Josten talked about his husband. Minyard talked about queer foster kids.
That, the Cougars speculate, is where Josten and Minyard reconnected. They went to college together, separated when Minyard moved to Santa Fe and Josten moved to Jersey, saw each other again at this campaign, and then, a year later, were on the same team again.
None of the Cougars have ever met Josten’s husband. Even at team parties, Josten never brings him around. Probably he thinks it would be too risky.
None of them have gotten close enough to Minyard to figure out his relationship status. But, the Cougars collectively believe, Minyard’s relationship status can only possibly make a bad situation worse.
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Hi! I love your writing and adore your Fivan one shots so if your still taking prompts I would love to see one where everyone in the little palace ( Genya, Zoya, The Darling etc ) finds out about Fivans relationship. Please and thank you!
Aha, my request for prompts was quite a while ago, but since I can never resist the opportunity for Shenanigans, especially of the Fivan variety, here you go.
Nadia finds out first. She, in fact, does not even need to be actually told. Fedyor is creeping down the stairs in the early morning with tousled hair and a kefta that has spent all night on the floor of Ivan's bedroom, mind filled with nothing but jumbled images and sensations and oh Saints did that finally really happen?, and as a result, is not paying attention in the least to where he is going. He walks bang into his friend, there is a mutual moment of consternation as they stumble backward and clutch their heads and apologize, and then Nadia gets a good look. Fedyor has tried to arrange his collar to hide the most obvious bites, but it doesn't matter. Her eyes go wide as saucers. "Oh my," she says. "Did it finally happen?"
"Did... what... finally happen?"
"Fedyor Kaminsky, don't even try that." Nadia points a finger at him. "You know damn well what I'm talking about."
Fedyor looks at the floor, which doesn't help. A small smile starts to overtake his mouth. This is as good as hiring the entire First Army drum-and-trumpet brigade to parade around announcing the news, he knows, but he can't help it. "Maybe."
"Maybe." Nadia utters a scoff that is twice her size. "That is a question with a yes-or-no answer, you idiot."
Fedyor's lips pull wider. So do Nadia's.
"Oh," she crows, punching the air. "I knew it."
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Zoya, Ivan's old nemesis from training and their shared but completely exclusive belief that Kirigan should pay attention only to their advice at all times, also picks it up by inference. In her case, it's because she sees Ivan actually smiling when Fedyor is standing closely next to him, filling him in on some item of Heartrender miscellany, rather than looking as if this is the worst thing to happen in his entire life. When Fedyor touches Ivan's wrist briefly and slips off, Zoya's suspicions are confirmed. She stomps up and demands, "Really?"
Ivan whirls around, sees her, and glares. "Did you need something?"
"Fedyor?" Zoya still hasn't processed. "But he's so nice! Did he hit his head or wake up having forgotten his entire life to this date? I'm having a hard time thinking what else he can possibly see in you."
Ivan crosses his arms across his chest, fixing her with an even greater stare of total death, but she refuses to back down. "I don't know what you're talking about, Nazyalensky," he barks. "If you're not going to train that new cohort of Squallers, then -- "
"Fine." Zoya turns on her heel, then adds over her shoulder, "He's much too good for you, you know."
Ivan stares at her implacably. He does not, however, deny either this fact or the reason for it, and Zoya, smugly, takes that as a win.
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Genya knows soon too, but then, Genya knows more or less everything that happens in the Little Palace by virtue of her position. The queen and her ladies are very gossipy, and when one of the younger ones starts going on about that Fedyor Kaminsky, he's such a dish, so handsome, what's his situation, Genya feels obliged to speak up and provide some gentle clarification. "I'm afraid he's already taken," she says. "And you won't want to tangle with his partner. It's... well, it's Ivan, the general's right-hand man."
The reactions, of course, are predictable: "Ivan?" spoken in increasingly incredulous tones. "Ivan? Ivan! IVAN. IVAN?!!"
"But he's so...." one of the ladies protests. "So terribly rude."
Genya smothers a wry smile. "Apparently Fedyor doesn't mind."
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Kirigan finds out last, and most mortifyingly. Fedyor and Ivan have been together for four months at this point, are returning to the Little Palace from their first separation as a couple and have some making up for lost time to do. They have not managed to make it to a bedroom and are getting started on said actions on the wall of a nearby antechamber, when Kirigan thinks of something he apparently forgot to tell Ivan on the road and pushes the door open imperiously, not bothering to knock. "Ivan! If those Fjerdans were already at Arkesk, then we need to -- "
There is a monumentally panicked scramble as Ivan, the stern, unflappable, terrifying Heartrender captain of the Second Army physically dives away, hits the ground, rolls over and over while frantically trying to lace his trousers up, and Fedyor has lunged with equal dispatch behind a sofa. There he crouches, likewise attempting in vain to restore his clothing, as Kirigan comes to a halt and looks around quizzically. "Ivan?"
"Moi... soverenyi," Ivan pants, climbing to his feet and brushing floor dust off his kefta. "I did not -- I thought you were -- "
"I seem to have interrupted something?" Kirigan arches a sleek dark brow. He catches sight of Fedyor, then shakes his head. "Oh, Ivan. You really could do better."
At the look of pure rage on Ivan's face, a look he has never seen before in relation to him, the Black General blinks, and even he thinks better of picking this fight. "Ah," he says. "My apologies. Congratulations, of course. I hope you two will be very happy."
This might sound fake but I assure you, my life is stranger than fiction.
Me, minding my own beeswax: I’ll get a large warm milk please!
Some guy: under his breath Warm milk? Get a life.. they don’t even sell that here
Barista: Actually yeah we do sell warm milk, does that bother you?
Some guy: Rolls eyes imagine actually drinking that
Me: I don’t have to imagine grabs my warm milk and takes a good sassy swig
The guy: Notices my ace pin Oh so you’re an aceggot? So you just don’t get laid? That figures
Me: Yup, I’m a proud “aceggot” and that has nothing to do with my preferences in beverages
Woman behind me: Did you seriously just call that person an aceggot? What kind of world are we living in!?
Me: Yep, I’m used to it though.. That’s what you get for being openly asexual it seems!
The guy: I’m literally a gay man and I won’t let you Jesus freak aces shame me for having gay sx, people like you are hurting my community. I’m gonna go have SX with my boyfriend
Me: Uhhhh buddy you were the one shaming me for buying warm milk and now you’re shoving the image of s*x down a sex repulsed ace’s throat… Not a good look. And yes, I’m a proud Jesus freak!
Woman: I’ve been an out asexual woman since the 80s and let me tell you, mr. Gay, we have done nothing but further acceptance for your community and carry your community on our backs.
Me: You have the nerve to talk down to an asexual elder? Really?
Barista: Throws water on the bigoted guy
Barista: Well… I might lose my job for this but at least I can say it was worth it
Me: picks up my warm milk and pours it on his head
Bigot: I HATE ASEXUALS AND ASEXUALITY. YOU ARE NOT EVEN HUMAN.
Me: loudly and proudly Another warm milk please, on the house! I think I’m owed it
Barista: You know it!
Bigot: storms out crying
Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard + Artbreeder
Magnus Chase Samirah al-Abbas
Blitzen Hearthstone
Alex Fierro Thomas Jefferson Jr.
Mallory Keen Halfborn Gunderson
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Hello, dear comrade/occasional visitor!
Some time ago I watched the HBO Chernobyl series and since then, this topic has become a subject of my greatest interest and passion.
Here, on tumblr, I met amazing people, with whom I have a great pleasure to discuss not only the series, but also the real events and consequences of the Chernobyl accident, as well as the personality of Valery Alekseevich Legasov.
Since most of the books on the subject of Chernobyl were written in Russian, I took the liberty of translating some of the most important and interesting (in my opinion) excerpts from these books.
Below I provide links to all my translations, I hope you find them just as interesting and worthy of attention as I do.
I would be glad to see your impressions / discussions under the posts.
Enjoy reading!
Childhood and youth of V.A. Legasov
How Valera Legasov wanted to change the Komsomol
Travelling around the country
Not only work
Steep passes
Something on Legasov’s dedication to the cause
Professor Legasov’s favorite pet
Memories of V.A. Legasov of B.E. Shcherbina
Boris Shcherbina on V.A.’s death
We trusted Legasov - N.I. Ryzhkov’s memories
Memories of N.T. Antoshkin
Everything inside me is burnt... - I.Kuzmin’s memories
An atmosphere of hostility and harassment was created
Not everyone liked the truth about Chernobyl
The academician's son is wanted
Review on the book Highlighted by Chernobyl. Part 1
Review on the book Highlighted by Chernobyl. Part 2
Excerpt from «Highlighted by Chernobyl»
Smth important in my opinion
Inga Legasova’s reminisces
Inga Legasova on April 26, 2021
Academician Valera
Valery Legasov’s Moscow Adventure
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Bonus part
School No 56 tour in 3 parts (august 2021)
Science doesn’t tolerate loneliness (an interview with Legasov)
The Saga of the Peaceful Atom (NEW!)
character in a fight scene: *restrains their opponent by pinning them against the wall by their wrists*
me:
au where cas just doesn’t give a fuck and flirts back w dean
This is for my beloved Castiel Posse.Thank you for help me to survive another episode together.
I hope this reflects the overall sentiment in our Room on KAST last night, and helps to lighten the mood for what WE NOW FEAR will happen in a week. Thank you @holydestiel and @brazencas for inspire this silly frames.
HONK HONK
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