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israel is currently bombing damascus, syria in the middle of the night while the world is focused on the situation in the united states. please take the time to read through the carrd linked on this thread to spread awareness and help the syrian people in anyway you can

Controversial Truths About Ancient Egypt Masterpost

The pyramids were built by contemporary workers who received wages and were fed and taken care of during construction

The Dendera “lightbulb” is a representation of the creation myth and has nothing to do with electricity

We didn’t find “““copper wiring””” in the great pyramid either

Hatshepsut wasn’t transgender

The gods didn’t actually have animal heads

Hieroglyphs aren’t mysteriously magical; they’re just a language (seriously we have shopping lists and work rosters and even ancient erotica)

The ancient Egyptian ethnicity wasn’t homogeneous

Noses (and ears, and arms) broke off statues and reliefs for a variety of reasons, none of which are “there is a widespread archaeological conspiracy to hide the Egyptian ethnicity”

July is disability awareness month but a lot of people tend to forget it :/ :/ :/

Just an experiment. Reblog if you actually give a fuck about male victims of domestic violence and rape.

Of fucking course

What sick bastard doesn’t

THROUGH A RAPIST’S EYES” (PLS TAKE TIME TO READ THIS. It may save a life, It may save your life.)

An Article from Neena Susan Thomas

“Through a rapist’s eyes. A group of rapists and date rapists in prison were interview…ed on what they look for in a potential victim and here are some interesting facts:

1] The first thing men look for in a potential victim is hairstyle. They are most likely to go after a woman with a ponytail, bun! , braid, or other hairstyle that can easily be grabbed. They are also likely to go after a woman with long hair. Women with short hair are not common targets.

2] The second thing men look for is clothing. They will look for women who’s clothing is easy to remove quickly. Many of them carry scissors around to cut clothing.

3] They also look for women using their cell phone, searching through their purse or doing other activities while walking because they are off guard and can be easily overpowered.

4] The number one place women are abducted from / attacked at is grocery store parking lots.

5] Number two is office parking lots/garages.

6] Number three is public restrooms.

7] The thing about these men is that they are looking to grab a woman and quickly move her to a second location where they don’t have to worry about getting caught.

8] If you put up any kind of a fight at all, they get discouraged because it only takes a minute or two for them to realize that going after you isn’t worth it because it will be time-consuming.

9] These men said they would not pick on women who have umbrellas,or other similar objects that can be used from a distance, in their hands.

10] Keys are not a deterrent because you have to get really close to the attacker to use them as a weapon. So, the idea is to convince these guys you’re not worth it.

POINTS THAT WE SHOULD REMEMBER:

1] If someone is following behind you on a street or in a garage or with you in an elevator or stairwell, look them in the face and ask them a question, like what time is it, or make general small talk: can’t believe it is so cold out here, we’re in for a bad winter. Now that you’ve seen their faces and could identify them in a line- up, you lose appeal as a target.

2] If someone is coming toward you, hold out your hands in front of you and yell Stop or Stay back! Most of the rapists this man talked to said they’d leave a woman alone if she yelled or showed that she would not be afraid to fight back. Again, they are looking for an EASY target.

3] If you carry pepper spray (this instructor was a huge advocate of it and carries it with him wherever he goes,) yelling I HAVE PEPPER SPRAY and holding it out will be a deterrent.

4] If someone grabs you, you can’t beat them with strength but you can do it by outsmarting them. If you are grabbed around the waist from behind, pinch the attacker either under the arm between the elbow and armpit or in the upper inner thigh – HARD. One woman in a class this guy taught told him she used the underarm pinch on a guy who was trying to date rape her and was so upset she broke through the skin and tore out muscle strands the guy needed stitches. Try pinching yourself in those places as hard as you can stand it; it really hurts.

5] After the initial hit, always go for the groin. I know from a particularly unfortunate experience that if you slap a guy’s parts it is extremely painful. You might think that you’ll anger the guy and make him want to hurt you more, but the thing these rapists told our instructor is that they want a woman who will not cause him a lot of trouble. Start causing trouble, and he’s out of there.

6] When the guy puts his hands up to you, grab his first two fingers and bend them back as far as possible with as much pressure pushing down on them as possible. The instructor did it to me without using much pressure, and I ended up on my knees and both knuckles cracked audibly.

7] Of course the things we always hear still apply. Always be aware of your surroundings, take someone with you if you can and if you see any odd behavior, don’t dismiss it, go with your instincts. You may feel little silly at the time, but you’d feel much worse if the guy really was trouble.

FINALLY, PLEASE REMEMBER THESE AS WELL ….

1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do: The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, do it.

2. Learned this from a tourist guide to New Orleans : if a robber asks for your wallet and/or purse, DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM. Toss it away from you…. chances are that he is more interested in your wallet and/or purse than you and he will go for the wallet/purse. RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!

3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car: Kick out the back tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving like crazy. The driver won’t see you but everybody else will. This has saved lives.

4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping,eating, working, etc., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc. DON’T DO THIS! The predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get in on the passenger side,put a gun to your head, and tell you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU CLOSE the DOORS , LEAVE.

5. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or parking garage:

a. Be aware: look around your car as someone may be hiding at the passenger side , peek into your car, inside the passenger side floor, and in the back seat. ( DO THIS TOO BEFORE RIDING A TAXI CAB) .

b. If you are parked next to a big van, enter your car from the passenger door. Most serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into their vans while the women are attempting to get into their cars.

c. Look at the car parked on the driver’s side of your vehicle, and the passenger side. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out. IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)

6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. (Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot).

7. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control, ALWAYS RUN! The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times; And even then, it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN!

8. As women, we are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP IT! It may get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was a good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp, and often asked “for help” into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is when he abducted his next victim.

Send this to any woman you know that may need to be reminded that the world we live in has a lot of crazies in it and it’s better safe than sorry.

If u have compassion reblog this post. ‘Helping hands are better than Praying Lips’ – give us your helping hand.

REBLOG THIS AND LET EVERY GIRL KNOW AT LEAST PEOPLE WILL KNOW WHATS GOING ON IN THIS WORLD. So please reblog this….Your one reblog can Help to spread this information.

THIS COULD ACTUALLY SAVE A LIFE.”

Prompt: David comes home after he had a really shitty day. Like a really bad day. He comes home to their flat and sees Matteo and is like fck it's already feeling better. And thinks that Matteo is really is home, his comfort and that that boy is his forever. And it's just soft and Matteo makes him feel better and yeah

This was such a perfect prompt, I love that idea, all the stresses of the day just fading away and becoming meaningless the minute he sees Matteo. This is kind of that. The stresses got a bit big so they talk it through but he knew it would all be ok the moment he saw Matteo. And Matteo is just the best most supportive boyfriend ever in this an just always in my opinion. Some angst, but a whole lot of comfort to make up for it

David was done, absolutely done. He couldn’t do it anymore, he was finished, it was over, done. He’d just quit. Just like that. Or… not officially, he’d been about five minutes from walking out when fucking Leo came into the open plan to send him home. Because he was getting too emotional whatever the fuck that meant. 

Fucking Leo nineteen years old and only there because his father had given him the job. No talent, no passion, didn’t even care. David had been there three and a half years and had nothing to show for it. So he’d walked out, with no plan of returning. No plan at all. He didn’t think they were expecting him back so that was that.

Three and a half years. It was only supposed to be a starting point, just a step up for him to get something bigger. He wanted to make real movies not these silly little forgotten videos for mass consumption. They were fun and he would even enjoy it if it wasn’t for the company, the pressure, his bosses. He hated it. Every day he dreaded it, every night he was so relieved to leave.

He got off the bus and stopped dead. Fuck what had he done? He’d just quit his fucking job without a plan or anything. God, what were they going to do? They had rent, bills to pay, food. What the hell had he done? He had no money coming in. He’d just had a tantrum and left. He’d fucked up big time. Now he had to go and explain himself.

He dragged himself up to the apartment, terrified of facing Matteo, of disappointing him. He wouldn't be mad, Matteo was never mad but he’d just made their lives a whole lot harder. And that was devastating. Still, he needed Matteo more than anything right now so he stepped into the apartment and leant against the door. 

Everything felt so heavy and his eyes were burning with unshed tears. He took a deep breath and then another. He tried to calm himself down. He could hear Matteo in the kitchen, cooking him dinner even though he too had been at work all day.

He took another deep breath and headed to the kitchen. There was Matteo at the stove, such a familiar sight. He had his headphones on and was bopping along to whatever he was listening to. David had gotten him a speaker for the kitchen but he tended to prefer his headphones. David didn’t mind, as long as Matteo was singing he didn’t mind. 

Right now he was humming along to a tune David didn’t recognise but he felt a warmth wash over him. Just for a second, he felt like maybe everything would be ok. He leant against the doorframe and watched Matteo, completely unaware of him. Or so he thought.

Matteo looked over his shoulder with a grin. “Hey you’re just in time it’s pretty much ready-” his grin faded slightly as he looked at David. His weak smile obviously wasn’t convincing, “hey,” he said again, softer this time, as he turned down the heat and walked over to him.

And suddenly he just knew it was going to be ok. It was going to be ok. Matteo wouldn’t be disappointed with him. Matteo had been telling him to quit for months, years even. David realised it was fine. Yeah, they were probably fucked, they were probably going to have to live pretty tight for a while until he figured something out. But Matteo wasn’t going to leave. He would support him always, he’d figure out ways to keep them fed, stretch out what they had to make bills and rent. Even if they had to move, no matter where they ended up Matteo was his home.

He just stepped into Matteo’s arms and closed his eyes.

“I’ve had such a shit day Matteo,” he whispered.

Matteo pulled back and looked him over, reaching out and stroking his cheek. “Talk about it?”

David nodded.

“Come sit,” Matteo said.

David quietly followed him to the counter and sat on the stool.

“I made casserole,” Matteo said, grabbing a tray out of the oven where he’d kept it warm. He placed it on the counter in front of David and then grabbed the pot with the vegetables. He grabbed some plates before sitting opposite him and gesturing for David to help himself.

David couldn’t. His hands were shaking, he felt so overwhelmed by Matteo right now. Even though he knew Matteo wouldn’t be disappointed, knew it would be ok, David felt awful. Matteo sighed and got up from his stool, walking round to David’s side and just wrapped his arms around him, holding him tight. “Talk to me David,” he whispered.

“I’ve had the worst fucking day Matteo,” he mumbled.

“Mm?” 

“You know that video I did, with Quinn Mathers, the author?” 

“Yeah it was amazing,” Matteo said, nodding eagerly.

Quinn was a trans sci-fi writer whose work David had been a fan of for a few years. He didn’t even like sci-fi until he read Quinn’s work. He’d started because Quinn was trans and David wanted to support marginalised authors but he got sucked in and now Matteo said he was a superfan. When he’d gotten the chance to interview Quinn he’d almost died. Almost turned it down he was so nervous. Matteo had just rolled his eyes and told him to pull himself together.

Quinn was a genius too, the interview had been amazing. He’d gotten way too much material from it but he was such an insightful and well-spoken guy, all David had been able to do was listen and try not to stutter through his questions.

He’d been so excited to share it. Let people get to know the real Quinn. Share info Quinn hadn’t shared before and David had that opportunity. Quinn trusted David for some reason, liked him and wanted to give him a break.

“They won’t accept it,” David whispered, “said it wasn’t in the tone of the website.”

“Oh fuck them,” Matteo said, squeezing him tight and then pulling back to face him.

“Matteo this meant so much to me,” David said, rubbing furiously at his eyes.

“I know David, I know,” Matteo said. “How hungry are you?”

David felt guilty, Matteo had cooked all this food for him and he couldn’t face it. “Not very, I feel sick,” he admitted.

“Ok let me just put this back in the oven to keep it warm and then let’s go talk,” Matteo said.

David watched Matteo clear everything away, feeling guilty even though he didn’t need to. Matteo wasn’t angry or annoyed with him. Just took his hand and lead him into the living room, drawing the curtains and putting on the lamps before switching the main light off. He sat down on the sofa and David climbed on top of him, Matteo’s arms immediately circling him again.

“But it’s not just the interview,” David said as Matteo settled him on his lap. “It’s everything. Every time I deviated from the stupid boring categories they’ve got me on I get written up. Warned not to break the mould and I’m fucking sick of it. I’ve stayed there because I wanted a job where I can be creative but fuck it I haven’t been creative in years. Matteo, I just churn out video after video about the same mindless shit and it’s the same fucking thing every time and when I want to make a story about something that interests me I’m told no. And then when I try to argue my case they send fucking Leo, the stupid kid to tell me I’m being too emotional. 

“Too emotional? What the fuck! Matteo, do you know what they meant by that? Do you know what they were implying? They knew exactly why the interview was important to me Matteo, how the fuck do they even see me? How fucking dare they? But then I couldn’t help it because I was upset and I was fucking close to tears so maybe I am too emotional but not like how they implied and what the fuck is wrong with emotion? Why the fuck can’t I put some emotion or feeling into my stories? Because the advertisers won’t sponsor it? Get better fucking advertisers and then- and then-”

“Breathe,” Matteo said, shifting them so he was laying on the couch and David was on top of him, on his back staring at the ceiling through his tears. Matteo placed a hand on his chest, just feeling his racing heart, the fast measure of his breath, just waiting, trying to slow it.

“I-”

David gasped, he couldn’t catch his breath. 

“Just breathe a minute. I’m listening, I hear you. I want you to keep going but I need you to breath for a minute. I wanna hear everything but you’re gonna stop being able to talk so just take a minute for me ok?” Matteo said gently, still holding him tight.

“Ok,” David said. He closed his eyes and focussed on the way Matteo was holding him, grounding him, he felt so safe, so comforted. He took a deep breath, then another, relaxing into Matteo.

“Ok?” Matteo said.

“Yeah,” David whispered.

“I’m here,” Matteo said, “I’m listening.”

“I just broke you know? I just called them out on everything. Told my boss he had absolutely no integrity, that people wanted to see real shit so what harm did it do? Why the fuck did we have to censor ourselves to keep the fucking sponsors happy? Did they not want to reach an audience? And he came back and said my views had been so low I had no room to talk and that’s not fucking fair Matteo. Of course, they are low, I don’t get to talk about what I want.

“Matteo they promised me that when we were up and running I would get a queer space to talk and they won’t. They’re not going to. Said there’s no place for it on their site. What the fuck am I going to do? I’ve wasted three years of my life and I don’t even want to do this. I want to make movies and I’m still fucking here and I don’t know what to do,” David said, finally breaking and letting the tears fall in earnest, giving into his sobs. He turned over and buried his face in Matteo’s chest. 

His boyfriend just continued to hold him, rubbing his back gently until he could calm down. “Did you quit?” he asked.

“Yeah, I think so,” David mumbled.

“Good.”

“Good?”

“I’ve been telling you for years to quit David,” Matteo said, stroking away his tears and smiling at him.

“Yeah but I don’t have another job, what the fuck am I gonna do?” David reminded him.

He had to go back. He’d have to go back and beg for his job back. He couldn’t just quit.

“We’ll figure something out,” Matteo said.

David sat up, ignoring Matteo’s whine, not letting him pull him back down. “No it’s not fair, we have rent we have bills, I can’t put it on you,” he said.

“It’ll work out,” Matteo said.

“No-”

“It’ll work out David I have faith in you, you’ll get something else,” Matteo insisted.

“I-”

“And anyway I’ve been saving,” Matteo said.

“Saving?” 

“Like any extra money I had just in case,” Matteo said, grinning up at him.

“In case I quit?” David asked slowly.

“Yeah,” Matteo said.

“What the fuck Matteo?” David demanded, he wasn’t angry he was stunned. He probably sounded angry but Matteo knew him well enough by now.

He obviously wasn’t worried if the way he was just smiling up at him fondly was anything to go by. 

“We’ve been doing ok for a while and I thought you know, you’d be ready soon to make that jump to chase your dreams again. So I’ve been saving. We’re good for a few months, I promise. Take your time, recoup, take a break even. Start working on your own stuff again, write again, put yourself forward for things you want to work on, don’t think of the money for a while,” he said.

“But Matteo you-”

“I know I’m not earning the big bucks like you, but I’m happy at the bookshop, and we’re not going anywhere, people still want books. So let me support you?” he offered.

David couldn’t help it, he started to cry again. That this kind generous man was his boyfriend astounded him. He would literally give him anything. He’d been thinking of him always. Just quietly putting by so he was ready to support him the moment David was ready to make the jump. David didn’t even feel guilty, it was clear this was something Matteo wanted and he couldn’t even argue. He knew he’d do the same if things were the other way around.

Thankfully Matteo was still happy working in the bookstore where his mother had found him a job after school finished. The owner, Anna, was an old family friend who’d just needed a bit of help here and there. After working there about a year Anna’s health took a downturn and she left Matteo pretty much running the place while she recovered. He’d thrived at that and five years later he was still there, working full time, still in charge of everything and doing well at it. 

In addition, he found the time to study psychology part-time, online mostly, a few classes in the evenings. But at his own pace, that was the important thing. So what if it took him five or six years to get his degree? He was studying it because it was interested in it, not for the piece of paper at the end.

The important thing was it all fit Matteo. If he had a day, a week or even months where he couldn’t get up and face the day he was never punished for it. They worked it out, Anna and Marco, the student who worked there part-time, rallying round to make sure Matteo knew he was to take his time, recover and not come back a moment before he was ready.

David could never do that at his place. Wouldn’t even try. He’d caught the flu one winter and had been sent home with a laptop, expected to continue working “between naps” his boss had said. 

Matteo had pretty much confiscated the laptop, told him if he didn’t rest that flu was going to become pneumonia and he would end up in the hospital. He may have been afraid of his boss but he didn’t dare mess with Matteo when he was taking care of him. He was somehow both the gentlest and fiercest caretaker David had ever known. He’d been a nightmare after his surgery overly fussing yet refusing to hug him until the deadlines the surgeon had given him were up. Even though David had been told to judge it himself.

David just sighed. He wanted to be happy with his work like Matteo was. He wanted to be able to come home at the end of the day and relax with his boyfriend not worry about deadlines. He wanted to be creative.

“I… I… I wanna work on my own stuff,” David said.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, I know… it’s not going to be easy but… I want to, I want to be happy and that would make me happy,” David said.

Matteo nodded.

“Hey, I could always make you a website if you like. I’m not bad, I made one for the bookstore remember?”

David smiled at him, he had made one for Anna, set up a small online shop for her too. Helped bring her into the twenty-first century she’d said.

“But you could start your own like… there are platforms already and I could help you get set up. But it’d be nice if it was your own. With all your art too, that’d be really cool. And you could stick it to them. And you could talk to Quinn, ask if he’d let you put the interview up on your site, he’s a nice guy, he’d get it. Maybe you could just… I don’t know like you wanted to do queer media right? I know the dream is movies but you could start with this… and I know you can make it. It’s not a race, you make such brilliant content it wouldn’t even take long, you’d have a million subscribers in a month,” Matteo said.

David just stared at him. He remembered that time once when he’d said he could go it alone, thought he was destined to that kind of life. How the hell would he have gotten through all this alone? How could he go without this unconditional, overwhelming support from this man? He wasn’t even scared of the future, even if the website didn’t work, even if he never got anywhere, he could just go work at the bookshop with Matteo and be happy. But he would make it, he’d make it because he had Matteo by his side, gentle encouragement to keep him going always.

“David?”

“Yeah?”

“It’ll be ok,” Matteo said.

“I know,” David said.

“You do?”

“Yeah because you’re here,” David said.

It would be ok, always. He would be ok because he had Matteo, he wasn’t alone, he didn’t have to deal with anything alone again. All this time he’d been struggling at work he’d been ok because he’d always been able to come home to Matteo. The moment he’d walked out that evening, even though he was stressed and scared, he’d known deep down it would be ok. Even though he’d been afraid of disappointing Matteo he’d known that was his own view. That Matteo would never be disappointed, that he’d just take him in his arms and make everything ok again. 

No matter how many shitty days there would be in the future, and there would be more, it didn’t matter because he had Matteo, he had a home with this man and he could escape from it all with him.

You know what I want to know? I want to know what the cast of Harry Potter thought of Severus Snape and Snily. Particularly Emma Watson

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