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findinglady:

PLEASE PASS THIS ON! 
I want to make sure every one knows about this and what it can do to your pets 
this is what has happened to my sisters cat after she wore a hartz flea and tick collar and now has a burn like wound on her neck. please pass this on and do not buy hartz’s products! they use poison in their products pets have died because of this!!
http://www.hartzvictims.org/

Yes this is my cat she is doing fine at the moment but I’m so sorry for the people who’s pets are not so lucky

oh my god
PLEASE REBLOG THIS PEOPLE
save pets!

Hartz is the worse EVER! my aunt used it and it ended up killing two of her cats. only one survived but she had the worse skin condition. NEVER USE HARTZ

BETTER REBLOG THISS!!!

Guys this is an actual issue. We had Hartz collars for my dog and he kept having seizures. one seizure he had on the stairs and fell backwards down the stairs, and he also stop breathing from these seizures. When I found out about Hartz causing this I took it off my dog and he hasn’t had a seizure since. And he used to have one at least every few months. DON’T USE HARTZ.

wildsoulchiild:

fanofallshippers:

icequeen102990:

glampora:

heytheresuckyq:

findinglady:

PLEASE PASS THIS ON! 

I want to make sure every one knows about this and what it can do to your pets 

this is what has happened to my sisters cat after she wore a hartz flea and tick collar and now has a burn like wound on her neck. please pass this on and do not buy hartz’s products! they use poison in their products pets have died because of this!!

http://www.hartzvictims.org/

Yes this is my cat she is doing fine at the moment but I’m so sorry for the people who’s pets are not so lucky

oh my god

PLEASE REBLOG THIS PEOPLE

save pets!

Hartz is the worse EVER! my aunt used it and it ended up killing two of her cats. only one survived but she had the worse skin condition. NEVER USE HARTZ

BETTER REBLOG THISS!!!

Guys this is an actual issue. We had Hartz collars for my dog and he kept having seizures. one seizure he had on the stairs and fell backwards down the stairs, and he also stop breathing from these seizures. When I found out about Hartz causing this I took it off my dog and he hasn’t had a seizure since. And he used to have one at least every few months. DON’T USE HARTZ.

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"What are you doing?" Mitchell looked over Malcolm’s shoulder. Malcolm was Mitchell’s long-time friend and recent crush. Once Malcolm came out as bisexual, and the door was opened, long-denied feelings came flooding forward for Mitchell, and now was the time to act, before any of those Ares bears could get their hands on him. 

"I’m studying for the bar exam." Malcolm responded, not looking up from his deep book with long words. He used his index finger to push his glasses up the bridge of his nose then shoed some blonde hair out of his face, all without breaking eye contact with the word "Hearsay." 

Mitchell scoffed at him. He knew his friend was a devout studier and often studied way in advance for big tests, but this had to be a joke. “You’re sixteen.” 

"Did you know that only fifty percent of people pass the exam? If I’m going to be one of them, I need to start now." Malcolm said those words with such conviction and gusto Mitchell forgot for a second that his friend was off his rocker. 

Mitchell laughed a little, barely loud enough for Malcolm to hear. But he probably isn’t even comprehending anything outside of those pages, Mitchell thought. Mitchell wasn’t ashamed to admit it — he liked attention and he wanted to get it, he had some big plans for the two of them. It would be a nice romantic candle light dinner, with Malcolm’s favorite indulgent meal — a Big Mac, large fry, Dr. Pepper, and an apple pie for desert. It was perfect. 

"You’re going to be fine. What do you say you take a break from studying tonight?" Mitchell suggested. His heart raced, and he never got nervous asking people out. 

Malcolm laughed, “And do what?” 

"Go on a date with me?" This was it, the big moment. He would say yes and they would ride off into the sunset together and —

"No." 

Mitchell took a step back. “What?” 

"Mitchell you’re cute, but we’re friends and I need to study." 

He wanted to be friends. I guess that’s that, maybe we’ll give it another go in a few more years, Mitchell though, I wonder if that di Angelo boy is up for a hook up? He looks like a power —

Again, Mitchell’s thoughts were interrupted. “You look kind of sad a rejected.” 

"What, no, I’m not sad, it was just an option, just dangling a line that sort of thing." 

Malcolm didn’t buy it for a second. “Tell you what, I’ll go on a date with you when I’m done study for the BAR exam.” 

Mitchell perked up. “Deal!” 

What Mitchell didn’t find out until the next day was that “studying for the BAR exam didn’t mean that day or that week, it meant until Malcolm passed the exam, Mitchell was without a date. 

Mitchell moved on, tired of waiting for Malcolm to come around, but they stayed close friends throughout college, and for Malcolm, Law School. 

As the BAR exam crept closer, so did Mitchell’s old feelings. He remembered their old deal, and intended to collect, but it was going to be more of a goofy friend thing than an actually relationship thing. Now feelings were potentially getting in the way of that. 

Mitchell waited outside the testing room the last day of the BAR exam, and was barely greeted by Malcolm, who looked half dead. This was it, he was finally getting his date! Mitchell was bouncing with excitement. 

"I totally failed." was the first thing Malcolm said. "I might as well just start studying for the next one now." Was the second. 

"Let me know if you need help," Was the first thing Mitchell responded with. "I’ll walk you to your car." Was the second. 

It was a month later and the results were in. Mitchell was calmly waiting behind his best friend, who seemed about ready to pee himself out of nervousness. With shaking hands, Malcolm typed in his ID number and password to get his results. They both held their breath… 

"I passed." Malcolm said in disbelief. Mitchell let out a gleeful yelp for his friend. 

"I knew you would!" Mitchell scooped up his friend in a huge hug, hardly giving him room to breath. 

Malcolm forced himself out of Mitchell’s arms, and then looked up. “You,” he put his index finder on Mitchell’s chest, “owe me a date. Let’s go I want a beer and and hamburger.” Malcolm nearly dragged Mitchell out the door for celebration. 

Later that night, Malcolm, in a slight drunken haze thought very seriously about kissing Mitchell, but something about it just didn’t feel right, so he held off. 

Mitchell wishes Malcolm would have kissed him more than anything else. 

The next night, they were watching America’s Next Top Model together, when Mitchell finally got tired of all the waiting he had to do, and made the first move. Mitchell kissed Malcolm so spontaneously it surprised himself. What surprised him even more was that soon Malcolm was kissing back. They hardly stopped all night. 

When Mitchell woke up in the morning and saw Malcolm sleeping next to him, he gave a high five to his sixteen year old self, they had earned it.

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Can we talk about how I did Broney Leo a year ago

Can we talk about how I did Broney Leo a year ago

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omnbvc:

i am demisexual meaning i am only attracted to those born of gods or who are themselves a diety. move out of the way assholes, i’m gonna fuck zeus

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plays

anti-leyna:

jason grace

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image"Have you ever kissed a boy?" 

Lacy looked up from her 17 Magazine. It was the issue from the month before that Drew had hand-me-downed to her, but she didn’t care. “No, but I think I’d like to.” She gazed down at a glossy picture of the hottest celebrity guy of that month. “Why?” She looked up at her friend Adriana, who was sitting on the other end of the bed. 

"Because Mark asked me to be his girlfriend, but that just means he wants to french kiss," this was common knowledge. Mark kissed girls and then moved on, a real seventh grade player. "And I kind of want to say yes just to try, but I’m scared I’ll be bad. I thought you might know what to do." 

Lacy looked at her friend sympathetically, and tried to think up a solution. “You could practice with me.” 

Adriana looked mildly horrified. “What? No! I couldn’t do that.” 

"Why not? My sisters kiss girls all the time." 

"Yeah, and Miranda kisses girls too and it’s okay, but it’s her girlfriend. Things are different in the Demeter cabin, we don’t just kiss people!" 

Lacy was young, but she was able to notice hypocrisy in people, and bias against her cabin. She got this all the time, she didn’t want it from her friend too. ”Well, that’s what you want to do with Mark, so make up your mind! If you don’t want to kiss me than fine! Who asked you anyway?” 

Adriana got quiet. “I’m sorry.” she whispered after a short pause, she could tell Lacy was upset. “Look, you’re right, what’s it matter anyway? It doesn’t mean anything.” 

Lacy perked up and scooted closer to her friend. “Exactly, and trust me, my sisters do this all the time, it’s no big deal.” 

Lacy was slammed up against the wall of the tool shed and pinned there. She grinned and pulled the girl who had put her there closer. She kissed her girlfriend fiercely, holding her tight by the straps of her tank top. 

Lacy’s hands slid from the straps of Adriana tank top, down her waist, and began fooling around with the waistband of her cotton shorts. They had had five years of practice at this, she knew exactly what she was doing.

Unfortunately, she was unprepared for the knock on the door.

"Adriana! You went in there fifteen minutes ago! How long does it take to find a Goddamn shovel?" Her brother Josua yelled at her from the outside. 

"I’m busy hang on!" She shouted back. 

"You’re in a supply closet! What the hell could you possibly be doing?" 

"Me!" Lacy yelled at him. Joshua went silent, and they didn’t hear from him or anyone else for the rest of the afternoon. 

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radycat:

idk if this is really my place to say and any bisexual person(s) can come lay the smackdown on me if im out of place, seeing as i do not identify as bisexual but….

people who argue that they can pair nico up with girls and call him bisexual mostly mostly rub me the wrong way??? because it’s like… yeah are you really? really. are you really? you fought so hard for cishet!nico to pair up with reyna or thalia or your painfully transparent self-insert OC 

so are you really gonna respect a bisexual nico??

are you

are, you. really. 

r u. 

A response from a bisexual: 

I am a bisexual woman who has only ever had serious relationships with men. It is very possible for the sexual behavior of a bisexual to sway more towards the heterosexual rather than the homosexual. 

However, I will not deny having relations with a girl, having crushes on girls, and feeling attracted to girls. 

That’s where the difference between me and most bisexual!Nico headcanons come in. 

When people play the bi!Nico card to pair him with a girl, it isn’t “Oh I’m bisexual and now I’m dating a women, I’m still bi, I still like guys, bit right now I like this girl.” it’s “Oh my god, I never want to be with anyone ever again, you are the light of my life! Percy who? Feelings what?” 

So to answer your question Radycat, from what I’ve seen, no, most people will not respect Nico. Rather they will use the label “bisexual” to squeeze him farther into their herteronormative box. 

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(I admire your enthusiasm) 

New Rome really did have the best hot chocolate she had ever tasted. The late September air was still pretty warm, so the drink didn’t really fit the season — it felt awkward and out of place, but still enjoyable. 

Speaking of things that made her slightly uncomfortable, but she still loved —

Their smal, causal date had gone well, but Annabeth was still worried she would mess something up and push Reyna away forever. So she gripped her cup tight with both hands and kept walking in time with Reyna. They weren’t saying much. 

Finally, they got back to where Annabeth was rooming. While dinner and desert had been full of colorful conversation, the walk home was filled with tension. 

"Well," Annabeth started, "Good—" She was cut off swiftly. Reyna quickly moved in and kissed Annabeth lightly, as if to test the waters of the relationship. 

Annabeth blushed and muttered a meek ”night” to finish off her word. 

"Goodnight Annabeth." Reyna said, before walking back to her room alone. 

Annabeth walked into her room and shut the door behind her. When the shock settled, her competitive drive moved in. Next time, she was going to kiss first.

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▶ Queer ships first kiss?

Reply to this with a queer shit (could be gay, lesbian, transgender, or anything really that isn’t heteronormative) and I’ll pick a few to write a short drabble about their first kiss. 

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anti-thalico:

My faith in this fandom = 0.000000000000000000000000%

HAZEL IS NOT TANALL AMERICANS ARE NOT WHITEFOR GODS SAKE SHE WENT TO ASCHOOL FOR WITH “FOR COLORED AND INDIANS” IN THE EFFING NAME

anti-thalico:

My faith in this fandom = 0.000000000000000000000000%

HAZEL IS NOT TAN
ALL AMERICANS ARE NOT WHITE
FOR GODS SAKE SHE WENT TO A
SCHOOL FOR WITH “FOR COLORED AND INDIANS” IN THE EFFING NAME

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