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hanniiesuckle17 · 2 years

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Masterlist

A/n: we love committing to something right before the busy season of my job and starting labs for my major.

Tag List: @mini-meanhoe @leggomylino @hanstagram @desertofdessert @hoes4hoseok @jeonqqin @mrsunshine999 @jisungsjheekies @hannie-squirrel00 @cotccotc @yangs-jeongin @binniebutter @orangegyu @little-precious-baby @raethethey @sofie296 @love-letters-2-jisungie�� @bluejayboys

SMIY Tag List: @sanccharine

Pairing: Jeong Yunho x Reader

Genre: Series, Fluff, Angst, Comedy, Idol au, Secret Relationship

Updates: Completed

Warnings: Cursing, Privacy Invasion, Dieting, Overworking, 18+Themes (eventually)

Summary: Privacy. Normalcy. Love. Y/n was ready to give all of that up when she became an idol. She was more than happy with the absence of those qualities in her life until a certain six foot mountain of sunshine and chaos was cast opposite her in her first drama. Confronted with the fact that she no longer knows what she wants; Y/n must decide if he’s truly worth giving up the life she’s dreamed of…and how much damage she’ll let happen before she makes a decision.

✭

Profiles Part One (Ateez)

Profiles Part Two (JINXX)

1. Pointy Elbows

2. Spit Fire

3. The Water Bottle

4. This Behemoth

5. The Uncle From Guam

6. Sunbae (🖋)

7. Bro

8. Stupid Goof Fuck

9. Finally Now It’s My Time

10. Playing Hooky (🖋)

11. I Made This Awkward (🖋)

12. 82.4%?

13. Big Ass SAT Word

14. Battle of Lockscreens

15. Genius Idea

16. Boss Bitch

17. Best Friend’s Brother

18. Taeyong

19. Come Eat Meee

20. SEONGHWA HYUNG

21: Addicted

22. @ bby_yn Stan Account

23. Seatmates

24. Hongjoong the Wise Old Tree

25. Screw Reincarnation (🖋)

26. Glitter, Orgasms, and Self Esteem

27. Don’t Look At Other Oppas

28. Green Eyed Monster

29. Alexa, Play Now or Never

30. Subtweeting

31. Not A Total Lie

32. You’ve Got to Be Fucking Kidding Me

33. Fuck You, Hobbit

34. Matz Wine Time

35. Horny Song (title tbd)

36: Progress Not Perfection

37. Shadow in the Night

38. The Tour Fairy

39. You Do Drugs????

40. Queer Baiting

41. 15 Hours

42. Something With Tequila

43. Girly Pop

44. What’s The Point Of Knocking (🖋)

45. Playground Dating

46. 4 Days, 3 Hours, and 27 Minutes

47. Feet Pics

48. Melon Head

49. Himbo Agenda

50. Fan War

51. Cyber Bullied

52. This Bitch

53. Sugar Baby

54. Concerned in Swidish

55. 6 Million Punching Bags

56. Exposed (🖋)

57. Grapes

58. The Truth

59. Suteki

60. Big Biggie

61. Not Your Fandom

62. Missed Calls

63. I’m Outside🖤

64. How Does This Make You Feel?

65: Yeosang’s Credit Card

66. Ice Cream

67. Mister Monster

68. The Universe is a Masochist

69. Unbiased But Not Really (🖋)

70. Boca Boca

71. Choo Choo

72. Meme War

73. Dipshit

74. Xanax

75. Special Kind of Joy

76. 💛

77. My Knees (Finale)

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darcyme · 2 months

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Read the news today, I decided to translate this poem I learned in grade 5. It is called "Emily, con..." The poem was in Vietnamese. It was about Norman Morrison, a man who self-immolated in front of the pentagon in protest of the Vietnam war.

Emily, come with me When you grow up, you know the way, you won't get lost “Where are we going, Dad?” To the Potomac “What are we looking for, Dad?” Nothing dear, only the Pentagon O my child, round are your eyes O my child, gold are your strands Don’t ask me much, yeah? I'll take you out, you will be with Mom tonight Washington Twilight O poor souls Remain or lost Blazing truth! Johnson! Your crimes weigh heavy Humanity detests The yellow demon of this Earth You cannot borrow red blood Of Christ, and yellow of Buddha McNamara Where are you hiding? In the graveyard Of the pentagonal building Each corner for a continent You still hide your head In flame Like an ostrich buried in scorching sand Look! Look at me now! It’s only me with my daughter in my arms I am today And my daughter, Emily, you are forever! I stand tall With a great heart Of a hundred million people Of America To set fire to the horizon A torch Of justice. All of you, a pack of devils In whose name? You bring B-52s Napalm, mustard gas From the White House From Guam To Vietnam To assassinate peace and national freedom To incinerate hospitals and schools Kill the people who only know love Kill the children who only know school Kill the green fields of four seasons And even kill the rivers of poetry and art! In whose name? You bury our youth in coffins O our strong and beautiful men Who can turn nature into electricity and steel For the happiness of the people! In whose name? You bring us to jungles Spiked pits, swamps of resistance Villages turn hidden fortresses Night and days, heaven moves and Earth shakes… O Vietnam, how strange are you Children become heroes Wild bees become warriors Flowers and fruit become weapons! Die, die All of you, a pack of devils Listen! My fellow Americans! To the voices of pain, of eternal hatred Of a son. Of a person of the century Emily, my dear! It’s getting dark… I cannot take you home anymore When the flame ignites Mom will come find you tonight You will hug and kiss her For me And tell her: “Dad went in peace, please don’t cry.” Washington Twilight O poor souls Remain or lost It’s time, my heart burns bright I set myself alight The blazing truth.

#free palestine #from the river to the sea palestine will be free #aaron bushnell

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frida-kahl-of-the-rocky-horror · 5 months

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I saw this back when I used to use Reddit (for animal crossing and trans+ stuff mostly), and I felt so honoured that they used my Florida flag redesign in this that I screenshotted it. But when I looked to find the original poster, they had deleted the post (likely because of negative replies, vexillology Reddit is scary).

They recreated the state flags to be more about symbolism and individuality rather than about aesthetics (which is the problem I see with a lot of over simplified state flags). All while keeping the flags that actually carry deep meaning and are beloved by the residents.

I’m not the biggest fan of Nebraska’s, Virginia’s, and Wisconsin’s, but all the others are wonderful (especially Florida’s… I will not apologize for being biased lol)

The original Reddit person’s caption:

“I kept some flags which I believe are currently great. Most of them are all over State merchandise, and people of these states carry a lot of state pride for these flags. They are:

1. Alabama

2. Alaska

3. Arizona

4. Arkansas

5. California

6. Colorado

7. lowa

8. Maryland

9. Mississippi

10. Missouri

11. New Mexico

12. Ohio, my home state! [not mine, OPs]

13. Rhode Island

14. South Carolina

15. Tennessee

16. Texas

17. Utah

18. Wyoming

19. District of Columbia [I believe you mean the Douglass Commonwealth]

20. Guam

21. The Northern Mariana Islands

22. Puerto Rico

I've switched some State’s boring Seal on a Bedsheet flags into their more popular historical ones. They are:

23. Conecticut ~ New England Flag

24. Hawaii ~ Kanaka Maoli

25. Maine ~ Original State Flag

26. Vermont ~ Green Mountain Boys Flag

27. Virginia ~ Gadsden Flag

28. West Virginia ~ Original State Flag

I've made a few tweaks to some existing flags so they look more unique / are more easily recognizable. They are:

29. Indiana ~ Golden Frame

30. New Jersey ~ Added Stripes

31. North Carolina ~ Un-Tex-ified

32. Oklahoma ~ Added Stripes

33. American Samoa ~ Added Southern Cross

I designed some using the Pan Cascade colours for the Pacific Northwest (BC will have the tree one). They are:

34. Idaho

35. Oregon

36. Washington

I borrowed some other designs which I found on here which I found beautiful. I mostly looked for flags which were designed by locals from the states that they are redesigning or included state symbols on their old flags. They are:

37. Florida [omg they chose mine!!!]

38. Georgia

39. Kansas

40. Kentucky

41. Louisiana

42. Michigan

43. Montana

44. Nevada

45. New Hampshire

46. New York

47. North Dakota [I prefer my communist flag better wajajaja]

48. Pennsylvania

49. South Dakota

50. Wisconsin

51. Virgin Islands

I left the flags currently in the process of a redesign blank, for, given the recent track record, any new flags are probably going to look amazing like Utah’s and Mississippi’s. They are:

52. Illinois [this is your reminder to vote for your new state flag if you’re from this state!!!]

53. Massachusetts [this is your reminder to vote for your new state flag if you’re from this state!!!]

54. Minnesota [this is your reminder to vote for your new state flag if you’re from this state!!!]

I kept one Seal on a Bedsheet flag to honour this horrid time in American vexillological history. That is:

55. Delaware

And lastly

56. Nebraska (idk)”

While I agree with most of the OP’s opinions, I think Nebraska’s flag would look better if it looked something like this:

Better designed of course, I made this on Pic Collage in like 5 minutes

Im not sure about Wisconsin and Virginia, I just know I’m not the biggest fan of either (since Virginia’s flag has a separate meaning and Wisconsin’s is just bland.

Let me know what you think!

And if you’re the OP of this, please let me know, I like your choices!!

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fatehbaz · 1 year

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In September 1986, sixty scientists and policy makers convened for the “National Forum on BioDiversity” in Washington, DC. The conference, organized under the auspices of the Smithsonian Institution and the National Academies of Science, included some of the biggest names in the U.S. science and conservation communities [...]. [T]he conference organizers coined the term biodiversity, which quickly became the rallying cry [...]. As the forum was telecast and participants interviewed by news agencies nationwide, it even became a household word. [...] Significantly, Wilson and the other participants cast tropical diversity not only as threatened nature but also as a natural resource. The uncatalogued species of the world, the vast majority of which lay in the tropics, figured as humanity’s most irreplaceable and untapped asset. [...] With biologists’ expertise, the diversity of life could be recognized and valued as “a source of economic wealth,” [...].

The suddenness with which biodiversity landed on the lips of policymakers and “Save the Rainforest” appeared on bumper stickers belies a deeper intellectual and political history. Consciousness of tropical biodiversity exploded onto the scene in the mid-1980s, but it was not a new concept to biologists. U.S. scientists’ engagement with life in the tropics already stretched back a century. During this time, scientists had struggled with questions of the biological differences of the tropics -- especially its richness in species -- and at the same time entangled themselves in U.S. corporate and government efforts to exploit tropical resources. [...] From the era of the Spanish-American War and the construction of the Panama Canal through the revolutionary 1960s and 1970s, U.S. biologists sought ongoing access to research sites in the tropics. [...] [T]he ideas, attitudes, and institutions forged at field sites in the colonies and neocolonies of the circum-Caribbean are crucial for understanding the emergence of this new paradigm in biology and conservation at the end of the century. Long before the 1986 BioDiversity Forum extended such ideas to the globe, U.S. biologists had begun both to articulate fundamental biological questions raised by the diversity of tropical life and to argue for its potential as a resource. [...]

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From the European voyages of exploration of the sixteenth century to the overland expeditions of nineteenth-century naturalists [...]. [T]he equatorial regions have figured as an earthly paradise or a green hell. This discourse [...] has pictured the tropics as an exotic Other -- [...] a realm of unbounded abundance and riotous growth [...]. Like Orientalist discourses, this exoticized imaginary geography of the equatorial regions has functioned to justify the [...] exploitation of its people and environments. [...] In popular imaginings, the tropics were -- and largely remain -- a region of untapped potential. [...] The geography of ecological research in the tropics continues to reflect colonial legacies [...]. Especially at first, they tended to work within British colonies, such as Jamaica or Guiana [...]. Increasingly, however, U.S. biologists accessed land and funding through the growing avenues of their own country’s economic, political, and military hegemony. In 1898 Spain ceded Cuba, Puerto Rico, the Philippines, and Guam to the United States, and the United States annexed Hawaii. Following the U.S.-backed secession of Panama from Colombia in 1903, the Panama Canal Zone was created [...]. At the beginning of the twentieth century, the United States had thus acquired an “archipelago” of tropical colonies. In the decades that followed, American agribusinesses -- most notoriously the United Fruit Company -- became major tropical landholders, exerting influence on economies, politics, and landscapes well beyond the borders of these outright colonies. U.S. biologists could make inroads into tropical environments through these neocolonies [...].

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In fact, this emphasis [on “basic” fields like ecology, rather than agricultural science] is intended to better illuminate the historical evolution of connections between basic biology and efforts to colonize and develop natural resources in the circum-Caribbean. The links between U.S. science and colonial and neocolonial ventures are certainly more obvious in the realm of tropical medicine and agriculture. The large numbers of entomologists, engineers, and medical doctors who worked to control disease-bearing mosquitoes in Cuba and the Panama Canal Zone provided the foundations of U.S. territorial control, as well as humanitarian justifications for invasion. Scientific agriculture, chemistry, economic botany, and entomology also played key roles in enabling vast banana, sugar, and rubber monocultures, mitigating the effects of pests and disease that threatened the profits of corporations throughout the region. Such examples of science, medicine, and agriculture working in the service of empire are relatively well known [...].

Nevertheless, the rise of a self-identified community of “pure” or “basic” tropical biologists was also deeply embedded in the expanding networks of U.S. corporate and government influence in the circum-Caribbean.

Studies of butterfly mimicry, monkey behavior, or orchid taxonomy may seem rather esoteric, but they, too, depended on access to land, transportation, and patronage. Through much of the twentieth century, these came largely through government agencies and corporations -- organizations with strong interests in controlling lands and resources in the region. Proponents of basic research on the natural history and ecology of tropical species often struggled to gain support, but gradually they found a variety of ways to make the case for the relevance of basic tropical biology to regional colonial interests. [...]

[S]ignificant among these strategies was the development of the diversity-as-resource argument, which would become a key component of biodiversity discourse at the end of the century. [...]

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The 1960s and 1970s saw a wave of highly influential publications on problems of [...] species diversity, which drew heavily on data from key tropical field sites. Yet, at this same moment U.S. scientists’ future in the tropics was thrown into question. Revolution swept Cuba and protests erupted in Panama against the U.S. occupation of the Canal Zone. U.S. tropical biologists [...] responded by realigning themselves, creating professional organizations, and taking new steps toward international collaboration. [...] Today, the institutions that are the most [...] heavily used by U.S. biologists [...] are located in independent republics: the Organization for Tropical Studies (OTS) in Costa Rica and the Smithsonian Tropical Research Institute (STRI) [...] in Panama. Key players in the move to bring “biodiversity” to the public stage in the 1980s were tropical biologists who had deep connections to OTS and STRI during the previous two decades of transition. The emergence of the modern biodiversity discourse [...] is a direct product of the intellectual and political ferment of tropical biology during that revolutionary period. The significance of that moment, in turn, can be understood only in the context of the full twentieth century and its mixed legacies for tropical biology [...] and a long-standing dependence on institutions supported by U.S. corporations and government agencies. Through the twentieth century, tropical biologists developed ways to cast problems of deforestation [...] and species loss as justifications for the support of basic research on tropical species and [...] the ecological relationships that sustain them. With the emergence of biodiversity, the problems of the tropics became the problems of the world.

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All text above by: Megan Raby. “Introduction: From Tropicality to Biodiversity.” In: American Tropics: The Caribbean Roots of Biodiversity Science. 2017. [Bold emphasis and some paragraph breaks/contractions added by me.]

#abolition #ecology #caribbean #imperial #colonial #bugs

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green-ville · 2 years

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Warnings: domestic Hannix. It's all fluff.

Summary: Third installment in the unplanned trilogy of Hannix. This is the final piece and it's summarized in one sentence. A Dagger reunion after Jake convinces Natasha to do something stupid.

_________________

"You wanna do something stupid?"

"That's a terrible idea."

". . .I didn't even say the idea, but somehow I know that you know what I'm thinking."

Natasha picked up three dragon fruit, putting it in the cart. "It's a terrible idea," she repeated and moved further down the produce section in the grocery store. Jake pushed the cart behind her, eyes sparkling, forearms resting on the cart as he trailed her.

"You totally want to do it," Jake claimed.

"I do not."

"Oh yeah you do. Babe, think of the tax benefits."

She snorted, head falling so her hand could cover her face. Her smiling face.

"See?! You're smiling. You totally want to do it!"

"I do not!"

"Hey I've been thinking – "

"Bagboy, no."

"How could you possibly know –"

"Because you keep bringing it up?"

"Orrrr, you've been thinking about it too and so it's always on your mind," Jake challenged, setting the plate down in front of her. It was tsunami season (it was always tsunami season in Guam) and so their windows were shut as sideways rain hammered down on their apartment.

Jake sat beside her on the table, a plate of his own in front of him.

She rolled her eyes. "Walk me through your plan Captain. Please."

"Well I'd want to go big, but I have a feeling you'd wanna go small, so we'll settle for small but make it a big deal."

"How, pray tell?"

"We tell basically no one and drop it at a party."

"A party?"

"Yeah."

"And what about family?"

"Admittedly, I haven't told my parents about you."

She high fived him. "My parents don't know you exist either!"

"Great! We'll surprise them too."

"That's a terrible plan."

"They pay me to be pretty, not to think."

"That's the exact opposite of what they pay you to do Bagman."

He shrugged. "So, whatcha think?"

". . ."

"I just don't understand why you want to do it."

"Tax benefits, screaming 'that's my wife!' when someone dishonors you – no, I don't want you to be dishonored, I'm just looking at the brightside of a terrible situation – owe. I deserved it. For some reason we're oddly compatible and quite frankly I don't see myself with anyone but you for the rest of my life. Where you go, I'm going. Even when you get sick of me."

Her heart thudded at the last bit. She stayed facing away from him, unable to look at him right now.

"Alright fine, I lied. It's not for the tax benefits. I. . .I never gave much thought to my future outside of the Navy until Miramar. Until I met you again and we did that. . .that thing that changed me forever. Then I thought about you for five years and it wasn't just sleeping with you again, it was seeing you, going on dates with you. Doing more. Now I'm here. Now I want the next stage."

She slipped on a beige button down over her tank top. She still couldn't look at him.

"You gonna say anything or have I ruined everything?"

If she wanted to get into work on time, she should put on her pants now. Otherwise she wasn't going to stay in her clothes for long and she'd likely be late to work. Bagman had off today, he didn't have to conform to schedules.

The less smart side of her won. This rarely happened. This used to rarely happen. It won a lot more since Bagman reentered her life. She'd be lying if she said she regretted it.

Natasha pivoted on her foot, a mask of no information. She pinned him down with her stare. He was sitting on the edge of their bed, lower half covered by a sheet, upper half exposed and golden from the sun.

She walked forward and his legs naturally parted for her to fit herself between them. His hands came to her hips and her forearms rested on his shoulders, hands clasped behind his head. She looked down at him, his open green eyes. Not open in the sense they were large, rather that they revealed so much to her.

He was being honest. He was joking with the tax benefits. She had finally gotten the real reason out of him and that was what she had wanted to hear. What she had waited so long to hear.

She tortured him with silence for a few moments longer, and then she couldn't keep her grin down any longer. It slid up and she saw the hope spark inside of him, could feel his grip on her hips tighten.

"I want a ring Jake Seresin."

"It's been in my dresser since the day after I arrived in Guam."

That grin became a smile and she kissed him, slow and long. That lasted three breaths before her hips were grabbed hard and she was yanked onto the bed, a body trapping her down.

She laughed against his smiling kisses, wondering what her parents were going to think.

"Holy shit, it's Captain Mitchell!" Payback exclaimed, eyes widening. The rest of the group turned to the newcomers.

And it was indeed Captain Pete Mitchell, walking up alongside Bradly Bradshaw.

Bradley made a 'what the hell' motion with his arms. "I'm here too."

"Yeah, but given the rest of the group, that makes sense. What the hell are you doing here Captain?" Payback asked.

The rest of the group being the entire party from Miramar. Fanboy, Halo, Yamaha, Yale. . .everyone was here. Everyone but Hangman, Phoenix, Bob, and Coyote.

Maverick joined the group, smiling at them all behind his sunglasses. They were sitting outside of a bar on a patio, string lights hanging above them, a gorgeous beach scene playing before them. A volleyball net was calling their name but they were all respectfully waiting for their supposed host.

And drinking a lot in the meantime.

"I uh, received a letter from Hangman? Said if I find myself free to come down here and visit him?"

"Did we all receive the same letter?" Fanboy asked. "And why did we all listen? Like, we seriously flew 20 something hours just to visit Hangman? What's wrong with us?"

"My letter was from Phoenix," Halo said.

The group turned to her.

"What?" Rooster asked, head tilted.

She nodded. "Phoenix told me to visit her."

"But, why would she be here?"

"Her and Hangman weren't stationed here together, were they?"

"Shit," Payback cursed. "It's a funeral. That's what we're here for. Phoenix killed Hangman. He finally said too much and she killed him."

"Maybe we shouldn't all be wearing Hawaiian shirts then," Rooster said, looking down at his shirt. "Since when did everyone start wearing them?"

"You're not a trendsetter Rooster, don't even think it. These shirts are cheap and we all look great in them."

"Please, Rooster, a trendsetter? Remember when he wore jorts – "

Payback cut Halo off with an exclaimed, "I still have nightmares!"

A round of laughs circulated the group. Rooster rolled his eyes and Maverick smiled.

"You're all ridiculous –"

"Guess they just let anyone into Guam these days."

The party turned and there they were. Nope, not them. Coyote and Bob joined the group and seriously, everyone was wearing Hawaiian shirts. What was with these people?

"Bob, Coyote? Hell, Hangman trying to do a reunion or something?" Rooster asked, grabbing his hand and doing a manly hug. It was manly because it was a brief second accompanied by two rough pats on the back.

Bob got a fist bump which he seemed perfectly fine with.

"Hangman's here?" Coyote asked.

"Don't tell me, Phoenix sent you a letter?"

"Phoenix is here?" Bob asked.

"What the hell is happening?" Fanboy asked, looking around, entirely lost.

"What're you guys doing here? I haven't seen you all since Miramar," Bob said.

"What're we doing here? What're you doing here?! I didn't know anyone was stationed in Guam!"

"I'm not stationed here."

"Then what the hell are you doing here Bob?" Rooster asked, breathless with how unhelpful the younger man was.

"Talking with you."

"Jesus – Hey, Hangman!"

He finally appeared, the man that was somehow the center of attention without even being in the damn vicinity. He appeared from the walkway on the side of the bar, breaking the group norm by wearing a white linen shirt and beige pants.

Beside him, also wearing white, Natasha Trace. No one had ever seen Natasha in a dress before. It was a sun dress, hugging her chest and waist, flowing from her hips down. It was old fashioned, modest, skirt ending below her knees.

Her hair was down. Rooster didn't think that was possible.

"Oh my God. . .they're holding hands," Fanboy observed, eyes wide.

"They're not a thing. No way Phoenix lowered her standards."

"Aren't you all a sight for sore eyes," Hangman greeted, characteristic grin plastered on his tanned face. He was holding Nat's hand as they walked up the stairs to the bar, joining the others on the patio.

"Captain, thanks for being here," Nat said with a bright smile.

She was wearing makeup.

Rooster didn't even know she could do that.

"Anytime Phoenix. . .uh, what exactly am I here for?"

"A celebration," she answered. "Jake and I just got married. Let's go drink!"

"Woohooo!" Jake howled, and Coyote jumped on his back with a laugh, following them into the bar.

Bob smirked, shaking his head. "Yeah. . .It was a nice wedding. Their parents are gonna kill them."

Rooster blinked. He turned towards the rest of the group to see if they had heard the same thing he heard, and from the looks of it, yes.

Maverick broke through first and nodded. He was smiling, filled with disbelief, but smiling. "Well, I did not expect that. Did not expect that at all."

"Just wait," Bob said. "Nat's pregnant and hasn't told him yet. I'm supposed to record the reaction."

Rooster paled. "Oh my God a little Hangman. It's like all my worst fears are coming alive."

She waited for him. She waited a stupidly long amount of time. It was like the pilot was trying to piss her off. She walked faster than he could fly. It wasn't even that long of a flight, what was he doing, slowing down to let the birds pass?

Natasha checked her watch. She had checked her watch every minute for the past hour.

Her stomach cramped again and she gripped the arm rests, trying not to tear them off the chair. An eternity passed before the pain let up, and the sweat that was sliding down her pale skin was alarming considering the air conditioned environment.

The first people finally started coming through and Natasha stood. And then she tried to stand again because she fell back the first time. Acting like the incredibly pregnant woman she was, she stood, needing the armrest to stand, one hand holding her back.

God she was such a stereotype. Everyone knew she was pregnant, she didn't have to showcase it so much.

How long did it take people to walk off a plane? Were they taking time to sightsee? Did no one have anywhere important to be?

For the love of all that was righteous and holy, how slow could people –

There he was.

She smiled, raging emotions easing away.

He smiled when he spotted her, duffle bag in his right hand, a teddy bear in his left. She met him a quarter of the way there. He was able to do three times her distance giving her predicament.

"Hey there gorgeous," he greeted, setting down his bag and wrapping his arms around her. She pulled him down by the neck, hugging him as best as she could with the crockpot of a stomach in her way.

"Look at me. I'm so fat right now."

"Is this a moment where I'm supposed to deny it or support you because you're growing the heir to the Seresin name?"

She snorted, the hug ending but their arms staying around each other. His arms on her back, hers around his neck. "The heir? To the Seresin name? What is this, Harry Potter and The Chamber of Secrets?"

"If it matters," he said, kissing her hairline. "I think you still look sexy. Lordosis and all."

She punched him in the gut and he backed away, laughing.

"You're laughing now but my water broke like, several hours ago and my contractions are so at the 'get me to a hospital' stage."

His eyes widened and she laughed.

"Are you serious?"

"Oh yeah. I need a hospital." She needed a hospital two hours ago.

"Jesus, babe, shit!"

"Let's go pop a kid out Bagman."

"You're about to have our kid and yet you're still insulting me. What a woman."

"Damn straight."

#jake seresin #natasha trace #jake hangman seresin #natasha phoenix trace #jake x natasha #coyote #bob #payback #fanboy #pete mitchell #maverick #hangman x phoenix #hannix #hannix fluff #fluff #top gun #top gun maverick #tgm

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plethoraworldatlas · 6 months

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The U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service today finalized a rule removing 21 species from the list of threatened and endangered species under the Endangered Species Act because of extinction.

The extinct species include eight of Hawaiʻi’s precious honeycreepers, the bridled white-eye and little Mariana fruit bat of Guam, a Texas fish, nine southeastern mussels and the Bachman’s warbler. They join the list of 650 U.S. species that have likely been lost to extinction.

Extinctions by State or Territory

Alabama: Bachman’s warbler, southern acornshell, stirrupshell, tubercled-blossom pearly mussel, turgid-blossom pearly mussel, upland combshell, yellow-blossom pearly mussel

Arkansas: turgid blossom pearly mussel

Florida: Bachman’s warbler

Georgia: Bachman’s warbler, southern acornshell, upland combshell

Guam: bridled white-eye, little Mariana fruit bat

Illinois: tubercled-blossom pearly mussel

Hawaiʻi: Eight birds and one flower (click here to read more)

Indiana: tubercled-blossom pearly mussel

Kentucky: ivory-billed woodpecker, tubercled-blossom pearly mussel

Mississippi: flat pigtoe

North Carolina: Bachman’s warblerOhio: Scioto madtom

South Carolina: Bachman’s warbler

Tennessee: Bachman’s warbler, green-blossom pearly mussel, southern acornshell, tubercled-blossom pearly mussel, turgid-blossom pearly mussel, upland combshell, yellow-blossom pearly mussel

Texas: San Marcos gambusia

Virginia: green-blossom pearly mussel

West Virginia: tubercled-blossom pearly mussel

#ecology #enviromentalism #extinction #extinct animals #wildlife services

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IMAGES: Cope North 24 starts in Guam with impressive Elephant Walk

Fernando Valduga By Fernando Valduga 02/07/2024 - 12:16in Military, Military Operations

The U.S. Air Force, Marines and Navy, along with allies of the Royal Australian Air Force (RAAF), Japan's Self-Defense Air Force (JASDF), French Air and Space Force and the Republic of Korea Air Force (RoKAF) participated in an impressive Elephant Walk during the start of the Cope North 2024 exercise on February 5, 2024 at Andersen Air Base in Guam.

This Elephant Walk was composed of 33 aircraft from various nations, operating together to present a united front with the Allies and partners to improve integrated deterrence in the region. The list included 13 U.S. Air Force aircraft, 8 U.S. Marine Corps, 10 JASDF aircraft, 2 French Air and Space Force aircraft, one RAAF and one Korean Air Force, covering fighters, transport planes and command and control aircraft.

"The United States does not fight alone, nor does it dissuade alone. Relations and increased operational capabilities with the Allies and partners are vital to preserving a free and open Indo-Pacific,” said the statement from the U.S. Pacific Command (PACAF).

“ Being able to drive and supervise this incredible demonstration of interoperability of Andersen Air Base filled me with admiration,” said Robert Rennie, Air Traffic Controller assigned to the 36º Operations Support Squadron. "The huge amount of aircraft and the way our Allies and partners operate with us is inspiring."

Elephant Walks, or "elephant walk" in Portuguese, date back to World War II, where the aircraft were mounted on a single line. Events like this demonstrate the presence, strength and preparation of the air power that exists throughout the Indo-Pacific region.

"When I see something like an Elephant Walk, I know we are moving in the right direction to ensure deterrence," Rennie said. "This showcase proves to our opponents that we are not afraid to work together and that we are the best at it."

Given that long-term strategic competition persists and continues to challenge international institutions, it is vital that ties are strengthened with the Allies and partners to sharpen the competitive advantage, ensure common interests and promote shared values.

“On behalf of RAAF, JASDF and the leadership of the USAF exercise, we are excited to kick off Cope North 24 with this successful demonstration of interoperability through the Elephant Walk,” said Lieutenant-colonel David Overstreet, leading planner of Cope North. "Throughout the exercise, we intend to aggressively practice the combat air forces and the dispersion activities of the mobility air forces together with all six participating nations. Our network of alliances and partnerships continues to be the backbone of global security."

Photos: U.S. Air Force / Staff Sgt. Gerald R. Willis

Tags: Military AviationCope NorthElephant WalkUSAF - United States Air Force / U.S. Air Force

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Fernando Valduga

Aviation photographer and pilot since 1992, he has participated in several events and air operations, such as Cruzex, AirVenture, Dayton Airshow and FIDAE. He has works published in specialized aviation magazines in Brazil and abroad. He uses Canon equipment during his photographic work in the world of aviation.