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Net Neutrality is Dead and You Can Expect Your Internet to Change on April 23rd

Yeah, no, I’m cross-tagging because the lack of attention this is getting overall is pissing me off.

Ajit Pai killed Net Neutrality. You’ll start seeing the effects you were warned about on April 23rd. Oh, and he apparently got an award for Courage from the NRA gun nuts, too.

You can still help by calling your senators and representatives. We just need ONE MORE PERSON on our side to get the senate portion of Congress to overrule the FCC’s decision to kill net neutrality. The battle for the net won’t end there, but it’s a start. Go to battleforthenet to find out who your reps are and where they stand, and CONTACT THEM.

Twenty-three states are also suing the FCC for this. I haven’t looked into it yet, but I assume big businesses like Google and Amazon are as well. Nevertheless, we can’t rely on lengthy lawsuits alone. The changes to your internet start in less than two months. We don’t have a whole lot of time.

Blow this up. Contact your reps. Please, do something! We HAVE to get the decision overruled!

Feelings

One-Shot request: Hi! I love your writing! Could I request a one shot in which the reader is dating Pietro, but her best friend, Steve, has had a crush on her for a long time and finally admits it? I would appreciate it so much! Announcements: I am so very sorry on how long this took to post. I had a hard time figuring this one out. But, I hope you all like it and thank you guys for being so awesome. I hope this is what you wanted! Word Count: Warnings: None

You craned your neck and looked at the fidgeting form on the couch next to you. Even in sleep he couldn’t stop moving. You smiled softly and quietly pushed your self up and onto your feet. You had met Pietro when he saved you from being turned into some crispy little bacon bits on your first mission with the Avengers. It hadn’t taken long for you two to hit it off and start dating, with the permission of Wanda, of course.

You paced over to the kitchen and got yourself a snack. There were always so many things to choose from, seeing as how this fridge was shared by the entire team, so you settled for grapes. Yawning, you sat back on the couch and leaned on Pietro, thinking that lazy Sundays were the best days while popping grapes into your mouth. You stayed like that, watching tv and laying there for another hour or so when the other Avengers came in, all being very disruptive and loud. The two of you woke with a start and smiled at the others. You looked over at Pietro, “Hey.” He made an over exaggerated ‘ugh’ face, “You have morning breath.” “Well, it is the morning,” you said, yawning again. Somewhere behind you Tony opened the fridge, “It’s four in the afternoon, actually. Is this really all you two have been doing all day?” “Well, not all day,” Pietro said, “At first we were binge watching on Netflix.” Natasha collapsed onto the chair next to you, “And this isn’t the same thing?” “Of course not. This is just regular daytime television.” You chuckled and noticed out of the corner of your eye Steve was looking around the room weirdly, like he was avoiding eye contact. He seemed to have been doing that for awhile now, avoiding eye contact. He noticed you looking at him and gave you a quick, awkward smile and slipped out of the room quietly. You furrowed your brow, “I’m going to use the restroom real quick,” and pushed yourself up off of the plush couch. You left the conversation behind and entered the hallway and made your way into Steve’s room. He was pacing back and forth on the carpet slowly and looked up to see you leaning on the door frame. “Y/N, I, uh, didn’t see you standing there. What do you need?” You looked at him, “Nothing, I was just wondering if you’re ok? You seem to be, I don’t know, distant lately. Is everything ok?” He sighed deeply, “No, Y/N, not really.” You pushed yourself up off of the door frame and frowned, “Whats wrong? Is there anything I can do to help? You know you can always talk to me, right?” “It’s just that I, well…” “Well what?” You urged him on, “What’s so bad that you’re not telling me?” He stopped pacing and looked at the ground and muttered something that you couldn’t quite hear. “What was that?” He sighed again and looked at you in the eyes, “I said, I said that I love you,Y/N. I love you and it burns me up inside knowing that I lost my chance to tell you before you and Pietro started to date. Now, I’m not going to start any trouble or anything like that. You two are happy with each other and thats as plain as day, but I, I just needed to tell you. Ok, Y/N? I just needed you to know that you are the most beautiful person in the world to me and that I love you with every fiber of my being. I’m sorry, Y/N, but I just needed you to know.” He looked down at the floor, his cheeks turning a dark red. You just stood there, not knowing what to say. I mean, what do you say to that? Is it possible that you loved him back? But that would mean you didn’t love Pietro, which you did, quite an awful lot. The non-existent words stuck in your throat, making you look like a little fish out of water, which is exactly how you felt. Oh my, oh my, oh my, what on Earth are you supposed to say to that?

Your Fandoms Are At RISK

With the FCC trying to strip away our Net Neutrality, think about what will be lost. Not only will your internet be controlled by cable/phone companies and your information sold to wherever said companies decide, if you are someone who loves to float away into your favorite fandoms/ships, they WILL be taken away from you. Not might be. They will.

Do you love reading fanfics? Do you love writing them? Say goodbye to that luxury if Net Neutrality is destroyed. You can especially say GOODBYE to Ao3 almost immediately. Sites like them rely on donations from fans to stay running and the FCC will chop them to shreds when they decide to block/make you pay extra to use it. Even if you’re non-american and believe you won’t be “affected” by this, honey you have a big storm coming. You can guarantee that US-bound writers will disappear and fickle out to only those who are willing to pay. Are you in a small fandom that doesn’t have a lot of creators to begin with? You won’t even have a chance. No Net Neutrality will be a direct hit to your form of relaxtion.

Do you like to watch edits? Do you slave over edits of your favs? Where are you going to see/post them when Net Neutrality is no more? Same as fanfictions, from short and quick to complex and elaborate edits, editors will be affected when they are forced to pay extra to use YouTube and Tumblr, for example. Do you sometimes lay late at night watching a marathon of edits of your favorite shows? That will be a thing of the past if the FCC ends Net Neutrality.

Are you an artist that draw your favorite ships and characters? Do you enjoy art of your favs? IT. WILL. ALL. END. IF. NET. NEUTRALITY. ENDS. Even worse if you’re a struggling artist that works off commission. You’ll be spending more money than you’re bringing in when you have to pay extra a month to use Tumblr, DeviantArt, Instagram and other sites used to upload original content. Then you’ll have to pray others who are paying extra are willing to pay for your art. Chances are, if you’re strugglin now, you won’t even last if Net Neutrality is out.

Do you download your favorite shows and movies whether it’s just to watch or create content? Where are you going to download them when sites are blocked from your internet? If you don’t have cable for whatever reason, you REALLY aren’t going to be able to catch your shows now. If you can’t afford cable, what makes you think you can afford several internet packages?

Do you like being kept up to date on what your fav is doing such as tour dates, new music, and news in general? Best believe there won’t be a such thing when you are forced to pay for Twitter, Snapchat, and other apps.

DO YOU LIKE MEMES?????!!!!!

I can go on and on but I think you get the picture. Many of us use fandoms as a way to escape from the harsh realities of our lives. If you do not join us in help fighting against these greedy out-of-touch monsters who want to take control of the internet, you will experience a true dark age that you don’t want to be apart of.

I know phone calls can make people anxious even when they want to help so welcome in ResistBot! They will be your new best friend. Just by texting RESIST to 50409, Resistbot will find out your representatives, create a message, and fax it over to their offices on your behalf within minutes to urge your reps to support Net Neutrality! AT NO CHARGE.

THERE ARE STRENGTH IN NUMBERS. PLEASE DO YOUR PART AND HELP US IN THIS WAR.

Can you do a Zach Mitchell imagine where you guys break up and accidentally bump into each other on the island and so he invites you to hang out with his brother and all and you play hard to get and you guys kiss and act lovey dovey at the end😂?

Sure thing! It may take awhile but I'm on the case! Thank you!

Why Isn’t Tumblr Freaking Out?!?!

Guys. Article 13 just got passed.

Article 13 just got passed.

Article 13 just got passed!!!!

Article 13 just got passed.

Article 13 just got passed.

Article 13 just got passed!

Article 13 just got passed.

Article 13 just got passed.

I don’t know if I’ve said it enough. So…

ARTICLE 13 JUST GOT PASSED!!!!

I have been on tumblr all morning and haven’t seen one post about it yet! I don’t understand how!

ARTICLE 13 JUST GOT PASSED!!!!

It was a 438 to 226 fucking landslide vote too. (https://www.theverge.com/2018/9/12/17849868/eu-internet-copyright-reform-article-11-13-approved)

They’re voting on it one last time in January 2019, but that’s barely any time to change anything!!!!

You still have time to call your MEPs so PLEASE!!! Do so.

If you’re outside of the EU, sign this petition: https://www.change.org/p/axel-voss-save-the-internet-reject-article-13-and-11?recruiter=839558037&utm_source=share_petition&utm_medium=copylink&utm_campaign=share_petition

If you don’t know what this means, it’s basically then end of how the internet currently is in Europe. Memes? Nope. Youtubers? Bye!

You’d need a license for everything!!!!

And my fellow Americans my be all like, well, what’s the big deal for us? It’s a Europe deal.

No, because the Youtubers there that you love so much? This effects them too! I’m freaking out because Jack, the person who helps my depression go away, may no longer be able to do what he does!

Guys, we need to stop this somehow. Please.

Call your MEPs. Sign petitions. Protest (Peacefully please. Don’t get hurt).

I’m sorry for tagging you guys if you don’t want to be or already know, I just want as many people to know as possible!

I can’t tag everyone, but if you see this, please reblog it. Spread the news. Sign the petition. Call your MEPs. Do what you can to help stop this from passing in January.

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i just wanna say that i love my muslim followers so much and i’m sorry there is so much hatred towards you right now and i wish there was more i could do to help you but for now all i can do is offer you my love and support. i hope you are all safe and well ❤️️

Feelings Pt 2

One-Shot request: Part 2 to Feelings. Pietro followed you into the room and heard everything Steve had said. Announcements: Sorry this took so long, I hope you like it though! Warnings: None<br> Word Count: 966 You stood there, staring at Steve for what seemed like an eternity. He loved you? Since when? I mean, you loved him too, but as family, never as something more, why would you? Memories came flooding back to you, of holidays and birthdays and other parties that Tony threw, suddenly recognizing the signs were there all along, the awkward conversations, avoiding eye contact, for months this was all happening and you never noticed. Why? Why did this ever have to happen? Things were going to get so complicated now, after this nothing would be the same, missions, movie nights, and the works. You furrowed your eyebrows in thought. “Y/N? Y/N?” “Huh!” You said quickly, coming out of your wide eyed stare. “Well, are you going to say anything?” Steve asked quietly. “I, well I-” Well I what, you thought, what should you say? What are you supposed to say? Your thoughts were cut off by an angry voice coming from behind you. “Yes, Y/N. What do you say to the great Captain America?” The color went out from your cheeks as you turned to face Pietro who stood looming in the doorway. He must have followed you, but how much did he hear? “I, Pietro, I wouldn’t-” “Wouldn’t what? Huh? Have you been sneaking behind my back with him?” He asked quietly. You looked him in the eye, “Of course not, Pietro. I love you,” but that didn’t seem to calm him down. He pushed past you and faced up against Steve, his chest puffing out with anger as Steve stood up straight. Pietro looked him in the eye so harshly you thought that Steve’s head would catch fire. “Listen, Pietro, I don’t want to start any trouble,” Steve said firmly. “Oh yeah?” Pietro hissed, “If you didn’t want to start any trouble then why did you say anything? Huh? Did you forget that I was in the picture? I would have never thought that you, Captain America, would do this to one of his own team members. I thought that I could call you a friend, but apparently not.” Steve looked like he wanted to say something else, but held it in. you were thankful for that. You looked at Pietro, he looked hurt. Maybe not to anyone else but you knew him. He really did feel betrayed by one of his friends, you thought. Stepping up in between the two other Avengers you laid a hand of Pietro’s chest. He quickly glanced at you and back to Steve, somehow managing to frown even harder. He huffed loudly and sped out of the room, leaving your hand to fall to your side. You went to follow him when Steve stopped you. “Y/N? I really am sorry. I didn’t mean to start anything.” You looked down, “Yeah, I know,” You sighed heavily and looked back up at him, “Just, just give us some time, at least until things calm down.” And with that, you left the room. —- It took some time to find Pietro, seeing as how he could go basically anywhere within seconds. Eventually you found him in a little restaurant that you both liked to frequent sitting at a table looking out the window with a now cold cup of coffee sitting in front of him. If he notice you come in and sit down he didn’t show it. A waitress came up and asked what you wanted to drink, after she brought you a coffee she left the both of you alone. The two of you sat there, not talking or looking at each other, for a long time. Eventually you sighed, “Pietro, I’m sorry.” There was a pause, then he looked over at you with sad eyes, “Tell me the truth, please. Do you love him? Do you feel the same way?” You looked back at him, “No. No I don’t. Ok, Pietro? I love you and I mean it with all of my heart,” You placed your hand softly over his. “I could never love Steve in the same way that I love you, alright? I thought of him as family, a friend.” “And now?” “And now I really don’t know.” You looked at each other for another few moments, “I’m sorry too,” Pietro eventually said, “I freaked out and I shouldn’t have accused you.” “No, you shouldn’t have,” You agreed, “But I can get over it. Let’s go home” You and Pietro got up and paid for the coffees. You both walked back toward the tower without saying anything else. Kissing you on the cheek he asked, “Are you coming to bed?” “In a minute,” You answered He yawned and zipped off to the room, which left you alone in the living room of the tower. You walked over to the large windows that lined the entire wall and watched the city. After a while you saw Steve’s reflection in the glass. You opened your mouth to say something but Steve beat you to the punch, “Please, just don’t say anything,” You closed your mouth and listened, still facing the windows, “I’m sorry, ok? I really am. I know it was stupid to say anything because now things are going to be different and more complicated than I ever wanted them to be. I had a moment of weakness and I realize I should have never let it slip out. I’m just letting you know that I will back off and leave the two of you be.” You looked out of the window, thinking, and then finally giving a short nod in acceptance. He nodded back and left the room. Soon you did the same and crawled into bed with Pietro snuggling up to his warm form. Things may get complicated, you thought, but for now you can just sleep.

Family

Hello! Can I have a one-shot where Bruce Wayne takes in the reader because they've been through a traumatic experience? And the reader won't leave their room in Wayne Manor, because they're really scared, so Alfred comes in and talks with them and comforts them? Sorry if that's confusing. Announcements: I'm sorry it took so long but I really hope you enjoy! Warnings: Mentions of parent death and blood. You couldn't remember much from that night. Mostly just screams, both yours and your parents'. And blood, so much blood. No matter how many showers you took its like it was soaked into your skin. Your parents' deaths didn't make the front page, of course not. This was Gotham, there were new orphans and widows made every day. You would have been killed too, if it weren't for the Batman showing up and saving your life. A few days later, after a hastily done funeral, you were adopted. By Bruce Wayne, no less, Gotham's most eligible bachelor. He was a nice man, but you had only met very briefly, before he was called away for business. His butler, however, was wonderfully kind and showed you to your room. Ever since then, however, you hadn't left, you just couldn't bring yourself to get up from the safety of the bed. Every tick of the clock in the corner of the room sounded like gunfire. You tried blinking back tears, but they wouldn't stop coming. You couldn't stop replaying the night over and over again. Watching them die, over and over again. All of a sudden, there was a light knocking at the door. You shot up and furiously wiped away the tears on your face, "Come in," you shouted hastily, your voice breaking. Slowly, the heavy wooden door creaked open, revealing the worried looking face of Alfred. You gave a weak, unconvincing smile and waved him inside, "Hey, Alfred, what can I do for you?" He walked inside hesitantly and stopped a few feet before your bed. He looked at your puffy face with worried eyes, "Oh dear, here, I brought tissues." Alfred held out his hand, holding a big box full of tissue goodness. You sighed gratefully and accepted the gift. After a moment you looked back up at him. "Is-thank you for the tissues- uh, did you need anything? I'm assuming you didn't come in here to give me tissues," you chuckled quietly, "I'm not trying to shoo you out or anything, I'm just, y'know..." You trailed off, not really knowing how to say you just wanted to cry until you couldn't anymore. Alfred smiled sympathetically and gestured to the empty space next to you on the bed, "May I?" You nodded yes and scooted over to give him more room. He sat down and looked a little awkward. After a moment he turned to you and started speaking, "Y/N, I've just noticed that you haven't come down from your room for, well, ever since you've come to live here." You looked up at him guiltily and nodded, "Yeah, I know, and I'm sorry about that I-I am. I don't mean to offend you, or Bruce, I mean I really appreciate what you have done for me and I could never thank you enough... it's just that... I don't know," you paused, "It's like everything stopped when they... When they died," you squeezed your eyes shut as you continued, "It's like the world stopped moving and all I can think of is them dying, over and over again. I don't feel like I'm even here anymore, just stuck in that moment," you chuckled humorlessly, "It's like a bad movie, stuck in a loop you can't escape." Alfred listened to you talk and gave you another tissue afterwards. It was quiet for a few minutes, the only sound was you sniffing. After the long silence, Alfred finally turned to you, "Many years ago, when Master Bruce was just a child, he too went through similar events. I saw how it devastated him, and I promised him that I would do everything in my power to help him though those trying times. The point is, I will be here for you, and so will Master Bruce, whenever you need us. No one should have to go through this, much less go through it alone." You could feel fresh tears stinging and threatening to fall once more, but this time it was because you knew that Alfred was telling the truth. You looked over at him, and then back to the box of tissues in your hand. Squeezing the box in your hand, you closed your eyes, "I miss them so much, Alfred," In a flash he was right next to you and embraced you in a warm hug, "I know, I know it hurts and I know nothing could ever replace them, but we're here for you, always." That's how the two of you stayed for a few moments, until finally the hug broke and you were filled, for the first time in weeks, with something other than nothingness, you were happy, at least a little bit. You finally felt like getting out of bed, at least for a meal, to be honest you hadn't eaten much these past few weeks. Alfred stood up and straightened his coat and held out his hand. Looking at it a moment, you mentally hyped yourself up before grabbing it lightly and slipping onto the chilly wooden floor. "We better get going," Alfred started, "I believe Master Bruce will inhale everything I've prepared for dinner if we're too much longer." You chuckled and let him lead the way. Pausing at the door, you looked back at the disheveled mess you had made of the bed, and then forward to the smell of a warm, home cooked meal. Yeah, you thought, maybe everything would turn out to be ok. Smiling slightly to yourself, you pushed yourself forward, towards the feeling of a new home.

Apologize? Ha!

One-Shot: Hey can I have a Teen Wolf one shot when I’m secretly dating Liam and my brother Scott finds out? Announcements: I hope you all enjoy! Warnings: None

You quietly shimmied the window up from it’s closed position. As soon as you and your boyfriend were through, you quietly shut the widow again, careful not to be too loud lest you wake someone up.

Your boyfriend, Liam, sat down on your bed and looked up at you, “Are you sure we should be doing this? I mean, your brother is a werewolf too, the Alpha in fact. Oh, god. He can probably hear us right now! He is so gonna kill me!”

You chuckled and sat down next to him, “Oh calm down, scardy wolf! Scott is working late and my mom is too. We have the entire house to ourselves.”

After you said that, Liam seemed to relax a bit, “So,” he asked, “What do you want to do?”

“Oh,” you said innocently, “I don’t know, we could watch a movie or do some knitting, I do need a new scarf-”

Liam laughed, “Ok, ok, stupid question, I was just trying to make some conversation and-”

You shut him up by lightly kissing him, and soon he kissed back. All too soon you both broke off and smiled at eachother. Before either of you could do anything else though, there was the sound of the front door opening and closing.

Whipping your head around you grabbed Liam’s arm and started leading him towards the your bedroom window. He, while panicking along with you, began trying to scramble out of the window along with your help. Suddenly the door to your room slammed open, with a panicked looking Scott running into your room.

“Guys, I thought I smelled Liam, is everything ok-”

After Scott had a second to slow down, he saw you shoving a terror stricken Liam out of a second story window. Putting two and two together he suddenly started looking a little less panicked and a little more… Wolfish.

“Uh, this isn’t what it looks like?” Liam tried weakly.

“What is this? Are you two dating?”

You grimaced and looked at your feet, “Uh, yeah, for about two months now,” looking back up at your brother, “I mean it’s not that bad, it’s not like we’re doing anything wrong!”

He looked at you, “As your big brother, there are a lot of wrong things going on right now!”

He shot his eyes up at Liam who was now safely inside of your room again.

“And you!” He said, “My little sibling? Really!? Dude, there are a lot that I would let slide, but you two? Nope. Get out.”

Liam puffed out his chest a little bit, trying to look bigger than he was, “Look, Scott, I have no bad intentions with-”

Your brother’s eyes flared red and you groaned, “Out, now!”

You gave an apologetic look towards Liam as he jumped and started going out of the window again.

You sighed, “Liam, Liam,” he looked back at you, “Sweetie you can go out the front door now.”

He paused for a moment before quickly coming back inside the room and awkwardly scooting by Scott and down the stairs.

You looked at Scott with such a fury that would have scared Derek, “Wow, ok, Mr. Scary Alpha Wolf Man, was that really necessary? I’m allowed to date people y'know, without you policing everyone I flirt with!”

“That was not flirting!” He started, “That was a possible disaster! Listen, I’m not trying to police who you date, I’m just being your big brother. I’m trying to watch out for you.”

You snorted, “Well could you do it next time without making their lives flash before their eyes?”

He smiled, “No promises.”

“You also need to apologize to Liam.”

“Oh, I’ll do more than just apologize, don’t you worry.”

You squinted with suspicion but shrugged it off as Scott left for his room and you decided to go to bed, seeing as how it was pretty late.

—-

The next day at school, Scott blocked Liam outside of his next class.

Liam, shocked, began saying, “Hey, listen, I’m really sorry about last-”

Scott growled and let his eyes flash red, “You hurt them, I will have no issues with throwing you off a cliff, you got that?”

He gulped, “Yes, perfectly, crystal clear, no problamo-” and with that, Scott abruptly walked away, seemingly satisfied.

You walked up next to a shocked looking Liam, “Hey, you alright?”

He looked down at you quickly, “Yup! Let’s go!”

You watched him streak into the room, looking scared.

You started scanning the hallway and caught the eye of your brother, and under your breath so no one, well, no one normal would hear, you muttered, “Apologize my butt! I’m so gonna kick you when we get home!” And then with that, you walked into the classroom.