Miwadreyar - Miwa

You know what we should’ve had as a post credit scene… A slide show of pictures and homemade videos of Tony, Pepper and Morgan through the years. Tony behind Pepper, touching her belly, his hands above hers. They’re not smiling, it’s too soon after the decimation, but there’s tenderness and affection, and a little bit of peace. A picture of their wedding day, even if it was private and there probably was no celebration. Just them and Happy and Rhodey. Morgan Stark’s birth. A video of Morgan’s first steps, taken by Friday, both Tony and Pepper near her, trying not to panic but also laughing so loud as the little girl is also laughing so loud about taking her first steps. Tony building the house (there’s always something to build and to fix), a video taken by Pepper: 18 month old Morgan Stark playing in the background with the cat, then going to her father. “Wanna help?”, he asks. A video of a summer swim in the river with the three of them and 2 year old Morgan in the middle, splashing water. They all laugh. Two and a half year old Morgan on Happy’s shoulders. 3 year old Morgan on Rhodey’s lap. All of her birthday parties through the years. Tony puts on those ridiculous animal onesies RDJ wears. And at the end… A video of Pepper and Morgan as a surprise birthday gift. They look straight at the camera and shout enthusiastically “Happy birthday, daddy! We love you three thousand!” and Morgan adds “You’re my superhero!!” The end.

Skip Google for Research

As Google has worked to overtake the internet, its search algorithm has not just gotten worse.  It has been designed to prioritize advertisers and popular pages often times excluding pages and content that better matches your search terms 

As a writer in need of information for my stories, I find this unacceptable.  As a proponent of availability of information so the populace can actually educate itself, it is unforgivable.

Below is a concise list of useful research sites compiled by Edward Clark over on Facebook. I was familiar with some, but not all of these.

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Google is so powerful that it “hides” other search systems from us. We just don’t know the existence of most of them. Meanwhile, there are still a huge number of excellent searchers in the world who specialize in books, science, other smart information. Keep a list of sites you never heard of.

www.refseek.com - Academic Resource Search. More than a billion sources: encyclopedia, monographies, magazines.

www.worldcat.org - a search for the contents of 20 thousand worldwide libraries. Find out where lies the nearest rare book you need.

https://link.springer.com - access to more than 10 million scientific documents: books, articles, research protocols.

www.bioline.org.br is a library of scientific bioscience journals published in developing countries.

http://repec.org - volunteers from 102 countries have collected almost 4 million publications on economics and related science.

www.science.gov is an American state search engine on 2200+ scientific sites. More than 200 million articles are indexed.

www.pdfdrive.com is the largest website for free download of books in PDF format. Claiming over 225 million names.

www.base-search.net is one of the most powerful researches on academic studies texts. More than 100 million scientific documents, 70% of them are free

“So. You are my gift.”

“I am, Your Grace.” The Lady murmured, head bowed. Her hands were chained in front of her, and she could see the dangling shadow of the key as the Queen let it swing loosely from her fingers.

“And you are okay with your Father giving you away like this?” The monarch’s voice was probing, questioning. The Lady shifted her weight, and bobbed her head.

“Where I come from, women are the property of men. Belonging first to their father, and then to their husband.”

It was the truth she was accustomed to. Her voice was as flat and unfeeling as iron, cold as a corpse. She resented the life she’d been born into - resented being nothing more than property. Hardly more than chattle.

Warm fingers gently tilted her chin up, and she found herself eye to eye with the Queen.

For as calm as her voice had been, her eyes reflected the opposite. Rage simmered beneath them - and yet the Lady felt no fear as she faced that anger.

“I am no man.” The Queen stated.

The Lady was quick to reply. “But in your Kingdom, women can hold property, can they not?”

“They can,” the Queen agreed, releasing her grip on the other. “But people are not property.”

“So what will you do with me?”

The movement was so quick that the Lady hardly registered it. Within the blink of an eye, her shackles were gone. She stared at the chains as they slid to the floor.

Her head whipped up in shock at the Queen’s voice.

“I will free you.”

Malcolm x Dani

REBLOG IF YOU WANT A LOVE LETTER FROM A FICTIONAL CHARACTER IN YOUR ASK BOX NOW

AND I WILL DO EVERY SINGLE ONE, BASED ON YOUR BLOG.

EVERY

SINGLE

ONE

sorry if i’m being a party pooper but because rabies is apparently the new joke on here ??? please remember that rabies has an almost 100% fatality rate after symptoms develop so if you’re bitten or scratched by an animal that you aren’t 100% sure is vaccinated then GO TO A DOCTOR. it’s not a joke. really. 

I need your support

Hi, lovely people, I’m Mako, your friendly disabled agender neighbor. I’ve been quiet lately, and not present much on here. I did put out some art, which I’m really happy about because I’m not in a situation that encourages creativity. And the situation is what I want to talk to you about. Basically, I was kicked out. I’m not getting into details, because it hurts and it’s personal, but the tl;dr is that I was living with one of my parents after finishing uni, while I was job hunting and trying to grow a small art business online with commissions. Unfortunately, although the money helped a lot, right now commissions aren’t enough to support me at the rate I’m receiving them. 

At the same time, I was still job hunting, but as some of you may know, I have a physical disability, I can’t really walk and I can’t stand at all for more than a few minutes, so you can imagine that the “classic” young people jobs like waiter, barista and cashier aren’t really suited for me. But despite that, I still applied for jobs that will basically destroy me because of my chronic pain, and that’s because I don’t have any other option. 

I don’t have a home anymore. Right now, I’m living with my other parent but it’s temporary, because they are living with their spouse and it’s not their house, it’s their spouse’s so I can’t stay for long. Today, I’m leaving the house after about three weeks of being able to live there. I’m not really sure where I’m gonna go. I’m going to my other parent’s place to pick up some stuff, and then I’ll see where I end up. 

As you can imagine, it’s not the best situation at all. You know where this is going, but the little twist is that I can’t accept donations. Not only for my, admittedly stupid, dignity, but because the employment center is checking the money I’m getting and it’s illegal to get donations this way in France. 

So here I am, sincerely asking. If you like my stories, if you like my art. If I ever brought you good feelings, emotional times, joy and distraction from the world, if only for a moment. If you’ve ever commented on one of my stories with the nicest words I’ve ever received (really, thank you so much. Some days, your tags and comments are the only thing keeping me going). If you’ve ever cared about me, a bunch of pixels and words on the other side of the world. If you’d like to help out a disabled person, for your own peace of mind, to feel better, I’m not judging, far from it. Then please, consider helping. Please.

I take art commissions, in the Naruto/comics style, I do photorealistic portraits you can gift to family and friends or even to yourself. I do reimagining of Tarot cards with your OC or fanart.

I do writing commissions, drabbles or longer fics, from a number of fandoms and ships.

I have a wishlist, with supplies to grow my art business, a couple of books, and some “survival” stuff in case I end up in my car.

If all the above are too expensive for your budget but you can still spare a few bucks, I have a ko-fi, where for two (2) ko-fi you can get a short drabble or a character sketch of your choice. Nothing as refined as commissions, but still.

And if you can’t afford to help (trust me, I’m the last one to judge), please share this around, send it to people who might want to help me, or who would be interested in an art or fic commission. I would be truly grateful. Thank you for reading, and for reblogging. I wish you well, and for the world to be kinder to you than it has been to me.

Women Self Defense in 1947

I love how the search function on this site is absolute garbage. I can look up a post word for word and I will NEVER find it