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bellamonde · 2 years

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Protests continued in Iran, Tehran. This video is from Saturday, showing continued unrest. Protestors set fire to motorcycles of police.

#mahsa amini #protests in iran #protets #help iran #women's rights #violence against women #human rights #police brutality #jina amini

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haleingstorm · 3 months

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Would anyone be interested in reading a Naruto time travel fix-it? Team 7 + shikamaru go back in time after losing to Kaguya. They go back to graduation and completely fail at pretending to be normal and shikamaru's dad is super concerned about his kid and so is kakashi because his kids were supposed to be a dumpster fire but not this kind of dumpster fire and team 7+ shikamaru are frantically trying to fix things and pretend that they are normal.

#naruto #time travel #fanfic #writing #team 7 #are really bad at being normal #lots of protetive parent vibes #sasuke uchiha #naruto uzumaki #shikaku nara #shikamaru nara #sakura haruno #kakashi hatake

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xchoco-mixturex · 2 years

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Not me picturing Adrian being dragged into a dark corner like in those monster movies, by a goop tentacle, after Darius learns what he did to Hunter.

With the only thing visible on the dark corner being hundred of black and green eyes glowing and staring at Adrian menacingly.

#cw: body horror #kinda?#ask to tag because i am not english speaker and i forgot how is that thing called #cw: dark scenario #okay but he protets his son--#protects**#dadrius #toh darius #totally unrelated but: HOW POWERFUL IS DARIUS?!#(if someone can help me with the cw tags if it sparks something please do tell

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retro-radio · 2 years

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Nightmares.

“AAAHHH” Nicky awoke with a scream that ripped through the house as he shot up straight in his sleeping bag he clawed at the material fisting it and pulling on it. His palms were sweaty and he was sat up straight his wide eyes scanning the darkened room and it’s contents. The moonlight bled through the curtains hitting the soft carpet beneath him. Nicky took a moment to calm himself, making sure he was still in Aarons’s bedroom where he had first fallen asleep. His fear from his nightmare slowly started to melt away. It was all so vivid that he remembered being chased by some faceless creature whose hooves pounded against the dirt flying rocks barely missing him. Nicky shook himself off the nightmare, his once heavy and laboured breaths now reduced to light pants, his frantic screams now quiet sobs that raked through his body. He looked towards the window, the moon slightly covered by clouds. His scream had not awoken anyone luckily but he still strained his hearing to listen for any signs of shuffling or movement from the main bedroom across the hall. Nicky silently crept over to the window. The soft snores of Aaron and the quiet breaths of Mya were the only sound in the room. Silently he opened the window, the cool summer breeze flowing into the room, the translucent curtains floating up in the air. Nicky took a few deep breaths, his ruffled hair making him push it away with one of his hands, his nails scraping against his scalp.

Feeling much calmer he closed the window and was about to walk back over to his sleeping bag when he heard a quiet yet gruff voice say “Nicholas?” Nicky’s blood turned to ice, he slowly turned his head towards the door and gulped Mr Peterson was standing there dressed in an ‘I survived my trip to New York’ t-shirt and red checked print pants. His hair was laying flatly over the top of his head and his green eyes were half-closed. “G-good evening Mr Peterson,” he said, his quiet voice sounding way too chipper and animated for someone who had awoken in the middle of the night. Mr Peterson cocked an eyebrow but it was hard to see in the dim lighting before flicking his wrist up and looking at the tiny moving handles of his watch. “It’s two in the morning” Nicky looked at the alarm clock that was by Aarons’s bedside it read 2:00 am he gasped and looked more closely but the orange flashing numbers didn’t change it read two in the morning. Mr Peterson leant against the door frame, his arms crossed revealing a few nasty scars across his hands and arms. “Do you want to tell me what you are doing up at this time?” His voice was stern like some worried dad.

Nicky pulled awkwardly at the collar of his shirt smiling but it was strained and he hopped from one foot to the next Theodore saw that he was uncomfortable so he simply held the door open beckoning the kid to follow. Nicky did his feet padding against the wooden floorboards he tried to keep up with Theodore’s long strides as he marched through the hallways of the house. He saw Nicky who looked like he was about to run for it. He guided him down the stairs opening the front door onto the porch he shivered slightly. Ted sat down on the steps seemingly not phased at the sudden cold breeze he looked at Nicky with his green eyes and yawned he seemed like he had also had a nightmare the moon seemed to illuminate the dark eyebrows he had. He patted the space next to him, his face and gestures holding no malicious intent. Nicky gingerly stepped forward and sat down next to him, the stairs creaking slightly. He leaned away from the potential killer next to him but didn’t make it obvious.

“I’m not going to kill you” Nicky looked down guiltily ashamed of the assumption he had just made. Theodore held out his hand showing off some of his very gnarly scars. Nicky placed his hand in his scowling at the snort that elicited from Ted. Nicky ran a finger up the long pink scar that went from his wrist to his elbow “yeah…got that one when I was a kid” his eyes saddened but Nicky didn’t press tho he sat in a comfortable silence the fireflies around them buzzing a lone cricket clicking. He watched the stars he had always been fascinated with astrology and the stars Theodore smiled at him, his upper lip curling, 'do you want to tell me about your nightmare?” he asked Nicky nodded he was strangely touched that someone wanted to listen to him. “Y-yeah… I was being chased and there were a bunch of faceless mannequins”. He suddenly burst into tears, fat droplets rolling down his cheek. Ted lurched forward and pulled him in for a hug he smelled like the earth and coffee on a cold winter’s day.

“Shhh shhh It’s ok I’m here” he rocked Nicky back and forward gently comforting him. “It’s just a nightmare I’m here ok?” Nicky’s cries soon turned to sniffles he snuggled into Ted’s chest and sighed. He listened to the sound of the trees gently swaying in the wind as well as the gentle creaking of wood from the porch he felt at peace like all his demons had disappeared Ted looked back up into the sky “The stars sure are beautiful tonight”.

#Dad Ted *chanting* Dad Ted #hello neighbor au #hello neighbor #hn au #ted is a ok dad #Nicky has really bad nighmares #Him and Ted bond #I really love this side of ted #he seems like #Ted: *hears a child cry* Protetive dad mode activated #This is cute #Probs gonna wrote more fanfics like this

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agreekdemigod · 24 days

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sometimes i think about raising children. something unexplored inside me craves nurturing a little being, in finding a vessel for all this love i carry inside. i crave it so much that i forget that my healed wounds had an externable and uncontrolable source that no one could have protected me from. i am reminded now of my hate for this world when i look at my young cousin, same age when i started to hate myself same stupid teenage insecuries, and see her starve herself to fit an impossible standard of what an attractive human should look like.

#delete later #i cant believe im looking at it happening again #my family has surrounded us with so much love but hwo can love protet you from every lie told around you #seeing her going through this kills me

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bellamonde · 1 year

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Upcoming National Protests in Iran

#opiran #iran protets #iran strikes #free iran #iran #mahsa amini #woman life freedom #human rights

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greport2018 · 2 years

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गोंडलपुरा गांव जल, जंगल और ज़मीन बचाने के लिए कर रहा है संघर्ष

झारखंड गोंडलपुरा (Gondalpura) के लोग अपनी ज़मीन बचाने के लिए आंदोलन कर रहे हैं। ये लोग अडानी इंटरप्राईज़ लिमिटेड (AIL) के मल्टी बिलियन डॉलर के माईनिंग प्रोजेक्ट का विरोध कर रहे हैं जिसकी वजह से उनकी खेती की ज़मीन छीन ली जाएगी। 2011 के सेंसस के आधार पर देखें तो इससे 4,029 लोग विस्थापित होंगे. माईनिंग की वजह से यहां की नदी का पानी भी प्रदूषित होने का खतरा है, जिसपर ये गांव वाले अपनी सभी कामों के…

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#Adani coal project #Gondalpura coal Mine #Gondalpura Jharkhand #Gondalpura protets #Jal Jangal zameen protest

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thatgirlstrawberry · 1 year

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Sick Surprise pt. 8 — Dad

In which…

Warnings: fluff, angst, crying, cursing, lmk if I missed anything!!

Spencer Reid x fem!reader

“Mommy, why don’ I got a dad?”

Y/N froze in her place. She was in the middle of making breakfast for Eloise before she had to leave for Daycare and work. “What?” She asked slowly, turning around.

Eloise swayed from side to side. “All my fwiends got daddies an’ I don’t.”

Y/N pursed her lips and kneeled down to her height, pushing a few strands of hair out of her face. “Baby…” She was trying to think of the words she needed to say so it made sense. “Your dad… he didn’t want us.” She nodded sadly. “So he went bye bye.” Eloise furrowed her little eyebrows. “A daddy is someone who is around for his baby. He loves his baby, he loves baby’s mommy.” She nodded. “And he protects his baby. No matter what.”

“Protet? What is protet?” She asked.

The mother smiled and looked into her baby girl’s eyes. “Protect means that a dad would do anything in his power to keep his baby safe.”

Y/N expected Eloise to look sad but instead she smiled and touched her mom’s nose. “Is Spenther m’new dad?”

The woman gasped quietly and didn’t have the heart to tell those hopeful little eyes no. She wished it was Spencer she’d met in college instead of Jake. Honestly, she’d forgotten that she ever had been alone before Spencer. He had been on a case all week so they hadn’t seen him.

“We gotta go to daycare. Go get you sippy, babe.” Y/N kissed her cheek twice and stood up. Eloise’s feet pattered away and she walked into the kitchen to finish packing Eloise’s snack box.

She put it in her diaper bag and slung it over her shoulder, sighing.

God, she wished Spencer was really Eloise’s dad.

.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.

Y/N was swamped at work.

It was almost nearing the end of her day when she left to het Eloise from daycare but she still had things to do that if she didn’t het done, she would be fired.

But her and Spencer’s minds had to have been connected because her phone screen lit up with his name. She smiled and picked it up. “Spence! Hi. I love you so much.” She spoke quickly.

He chuckled. “Hi, baby. I love you too!”

Y/N hummed. “How’s the case going?” She asked.

“Oh, we caught him early this morning. I’m actually driving into town now.” She heard the sound of the car on the road in the background.

Y/N smiled and her eyes lit up. “Oh my god! That’s great! Hey, I was wondering if you’d pick Eloisey up from daycare today. I’m gonna be here late. Maybe stop and get something to eat?”

“Yeah, of course! But I’m gonna make my hard working girlfriend a home cooked meal instead of fast food.”

Y/N sighed in relief. “Oh my gosh, thank you baby. I’ll text Jessica and tell her that you’re picking her up instead of me. Make sure you have your ID because they ask for that if it’s someone new.”

“Okay. I love you, see you when you get home.”

Home.

She heated up. “I love you too. See you when I get home.”

.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.

Spencer bit his lip as he pulled into the pick up line at the daycare center. A bunch of the kids were already lined up. It was a cloudy day out, not too long until it would probably rain.

He tried to look for Eloise but the woman who was waving people forward waved her hand at him through the windshield. He pulled forward slowly and stopped, rolling down his window.

“Good afternoon!” She smiled at him. “Uh… who are you here for?”

Spencer smiled kindly at her. “Hi, I’m Spencer Reid. Here to pick up Eloise. I have my ID if you need-“

“I’m sorry, Eloise?” The woman shook her head and leaned closer to him as if she didn’t hear him right.

Spencer nodded. “Yes. Eloise L/N?” His eyebrows furrowed and he glanced at the line of kids. He didn’t see Eloise.

“I’m sorry— a Spencer Reid came by just a few minutes ago. He took Eloise home to Y/N.” The woman’s face got bright red.

Spencer put the car in park and got out of the car quickly. “No. No, no.” He shook his head and fished his wallet out of his pocket. He shakily took out his ID and practically shoved it in her face.

“I— I oh my god.” She pressed her hands to the sides of her heads. “Oh no no no.”

Spencer’s chest felt tight. His eyesight was blurry. “You let a four year old get in a car with— what the hell!? You let a kid get in a car with a stranger!?”

The woman bit her lip. “Y-Y/N texted me and said a Spencer Reid was picking her up! And the man that took her said he was you! He even had an ID! I-I—”

“Did she look like she knew him!?” Spencer asked. He decided he’d try to call Y/N. “Call the fucking police, please!”

He clicked on Y/N’s contact and lifted the phone to his ear. “Please pick up.” It rang six times before her voicemail was heard. “Shit!”

He tried her again. Voicemail.

“Yes! Her name is Eloise L/N, she was wearing black leggings a-and a blue sweater— her hair!? I don’t know what color her hair is!”

Spencer took the phone from her and gave the operator all of her information. She had the same hair color as Y/N. The same eye color, the same skin color. Everything.

Spencer panicked, handing the phone back to the lady. He tried Y/N again. Voicemail. “Oh, god. Oh, no no no.” His eyes stung with tears as he paced the concrete.

The other woman who was outside helping with picking was rushing kids to their cars because she knew what was happening.

Spencer called and texted and called and texted but he was yet to get one back. “Come on, Y/N. Please pick up.” He mumbled, trying to keep the tears from falling.

“Th-they said they were on the way and to stay here.” The woman cried. “How could I be such an idiot!?”

Spencer’s chest heaved. “Fuck, Y/N, pick up!”

He called again and this time she picked up. “Hey, Spence! Are they giving you trouble at the—“

“Y/N, I need you to listen to me and I n- I need you to stay calm.” He spoke lowly.

“Spencer? What’s wrong, you’re scaring me.” Her bubbly tone had disappeared.

Spencer took a deep breath in. This would be the hardest thing he’d ever have to say to her. “Y/N, Eloise— Eloise has been— She’s been taken.”

.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.

It was silent for a moment. She was trying to figure out she actually heard the words that came out of his mouth right.

“Y/N? Did you hear me?” Spencer asked.

Her ears were ringing. “No…” She shook her head. “No, Spencer. Tell me your fucking with me right now.”

“Y/N—“

“Tell me you’re fucking lying, Spencer.”

She heard a sigh on the other end. “Y/N, I’m sorry but I need you to leave work and I need you to come here.”

It felt like she blacked out by the time she was in her car. She didn’t remember how she got there but all she knew was that she was speeding in the direction of Eloise’s daycare. She was still on the phone with Spencer but wasn’t saying a word even though he was calling out her name.

“Y/N, Can you talk to me? I need to know that you’re focused so you don’t crash.”

Her chest was heaving as she tried to keep the tears from forming in her eyes. “I’m not gonna crash. I’m trying to stay— as calm as I can.” She spoke. She never blinked. “Fuck, Spencer. Why am I not freaking out right now?” She asked, her knee bouncing up and down.

“Because you know that if you were, your car would flip over.”

Y/N nodded, letting air blow from her lips. She shook her head and tried to calm her rapid beating heart but she couldn’t. “I feel like— like I can’t breathe— my baby is gone. M- fuck, my baby is gone.” Her words broke as did her voice.

“Y/N keep it together.” He spoke. “You can fall apart as soon as you step out of that car but I need you to stay calm until you get here.”

Her breath shook. “I don’t know if I can. I just k- keep imagining my Eloisey scared a-and crying and—“

“Don’t focus on that, Y/N. How far away are you?”

She looked at the street signs that flew by in a blur. “T-two minutes.” She spoke.

“That’s good. Focus on those two minutes, Y/N.”

.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.

Spencer saw her car speeding down the street and his head was in his throat. She skidded into the rounded drive through and the car stopped. Police sirens weren’t far behind.

Y/N flew out of the driver’s side door a half a second later and she nearly tripped trying to get to him.

She saw Jessica, the woman who knew Spencer was coming to pick her daughter up and instead of walking to him, she pushed Pat him and stepped right up to the sobbing woman.

“Are you fucking stupid!?” She screamed. Spencer shouted his girlfriend’s name and rushed up behind her, grabbing her arms. “I should— let me go! This stupid bitch let my kid leave with a fucking stranger!”

Spencer tugged her into his chest and wrapped his arms tightly around her. The woman’s chest began to stutter as she took short breaths. “My b-aby is gone— oh my god, Eloise is— gone.” She let the tears fall and Spencer held her.

The police sirens stopped and they heard footsteps walking towards them.

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Y/N’s leg bounced up and down rapidly. She sat in one of the kiddie chairs inside the daycare staring at the toys strewn about the place. She had been left alone while Spencer and Jessica spoke to the police officers.

Her lips had been torn to shreds, thinking of her poor baby sitting in a dark corner somewhere calling for her. They had sent out an amber alert for her but Y/N’s body still ached with worry. Her head was pounding, ears ringing— she couldn’t think straight.

Her entire life had revolved around Eloise and now, she could be gone forever.

She picked up a stuffed parrot and rubbed it’s soft beak. Eloise loved birds. Anywhere she was she’d point one out. Her first word was “birdie”.

“Y/N?” Spencer’s voice snapped her out of her memories as she looked up at him. There was an officer that stood next to him. “This is Officer White. He wants to ask you a few questions.”

The mother scoffed and shook her head. “I already know who did this.” She spoke lowly.

“Ma’am?” The officer furrowed his brows.

“It was her father. It was Jake Kelly. It has to be.”

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Uh ohhhhhhhhh

A little angst for ya… the next chapter will be the last angsty plot line chapter— the rest after will be one shots in timeline form— some will be angsty like fights or whatever but none that stick around really! Thanks for reading!!

Love ya bunches ❤️❤️❤️

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naddybln · 1 year

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Headcanons Grishaverse x reader

- the darkling took you from your parents when you were just about a year old

- you showed your powers early and your parents were afraid of you, just like the rest of your hometown

- growing up in the little palace was fun, everybody loves you

- having lessons with Bagrah were hard but effective

- Bagrah and Aleksander proteticing you at all costs

- Ivan and Fedyor are your male best friends, you are close to them and train with them

- Ivan cracking a smile around you

- Zoya is a little jealous because of your relationship with the Darkling

- she likes you nevertheless

- Genya and you are really close, wanting to spend time with her as often as possible

- trying to encourage her about David

- you offered her to kill the king, she denied it cuz you would get into a lot of trouble

- you visit David from time to time

- him explaining his new inventions

- you got hurt during training once and Aleksander went furious

- threatening everyone around him

- you needing to calm him down and ensure him it was an accident

- him not leaving your side for the first few days

- Genya taking care of you if she has the time

- Zoya might have thought the other Grisha who hurt you a lesson

- Ivan and Fedyor checking in on you multiple times a day and bringing you sweets

- Once you're healthy again you continue your training but this time everyone around you is carful not to hurt you (more like afraid of Zoya and Aleksander)

#grishaverse #zoya nazyanelsky #david kostyk #genya safin #aleksander morozova #ivan braginsky #fedyor kaminsky #× reader #shadow and bone #shadow and bone x reader #aleksander morozova x reader #genya safin x reader #zoya nazyalensky x reader #aleksander kirigan #grishaverse headcanons

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