gig' em

anonymous asked:

Howdy! This is your student from Texas A&M. As of today, the WLM rally at A&M on September 11th has been cancelled and no white supremacists (Richard Spencer) will be speaking, as the university was concerned for the safety of the students. Thanks for the support y'all and gig 'em!

parliamentarians:

parliamentarians:

parliamentarians:

Racism and ignorance clearly evident in our society, as experienced by my friend’s sister. This is what her potential dorm roommate, whom she had never met or talked to before, tweeted about her.

“Today I googled my last name and found this as one of the search results. Apparently, just by looking at my profile picture, I am Indian and I can barely speak english. This, my friends, is a prime example of racial profiling. I am an American citizen. I was born in Houston, Texas. My roots are not from India but from Africa. My parents are Algerian. I am Algerian American. English is my primary language and it is a struggle for me to speak my parent’s native tongue. My name is pronounced exactly as it is spelled. I wear a hijab (a head covering), and not a niqab ( a facial covering that excludes the eyes) though I do admire, respect, and find the beauty in all those who do choose to wear the niqab. But this girl is right, I probably would have had a heart attack living with a person who could not, and refused to, respect me and my beliefs. I can only thank God for an opening of a single room shortly after they assigned this roommate, way before I knew she had posted any of this. Alhamdullilah. I also thank God for being born in Houston, one of the most multicultural cities in the United States, and not experiencing racism like this everyday of my life.
Sunday is my move in day and the start of my college career. This can be nothing but a good sign for the years to come, inshaAllah.
In conclusion, I urge everyone, please, don’t judge a person by their appearances. Racism exists in this nation because we continue to do so. We have to look beyond the covers of appearances and read the texts of their characters. Stand with me and ‪#‎stopracism‬.”
-Roukaya Mabizari

"I messaged her privately with the screenshot of this post and the statement: Even though I will not be your roommate, I still want you to read this. I wish you the best of luck on your own journey at TAMU. Gig em.”

The girl has apologized and sincerely regrets saying these things. Please do not send her any hate or make her feel worse than she does. However, this is still a good lesson for everyone to learn. Always be kind and accepting to one another, and make an effort to stop racism.

anonymous asked:

Okay so in no way do I mean to be a creeper, but I saw that post saying you're a master's student at A&M and I'M a master's student there too and I just got super excited because I've been following you for a long while and I love your art and I love BnHA and yeh just super excited haha. Gig 'em Aggies!

LOL WHOA THATS SO COOL!!!

What a small world (*´∀`*)

Finally finished my cap! Inspired (obviously) by my favorite Disney movie- Tangled. Also for those of you who don’t know, I’ll be headed to Florida this fall to work at Disney! So I thought it’d be fun to put a nod to that on my cap. (I was truly tempted to put “Disney or Bust” but I thought better of it). 

Congrats to the class of 2015! Especially my fellow aggies!

 👍 Thanks and gig ‘em! 👍

anonymous asked:

"your place or mine?" "ours!"

AN: Surprise, bitch. You thought you’d seen the last of me. No omg don’t hate me for using a centuries-old meme.


It’s probably a good thing that Clarke had insisted on a simple dress because then it wouldn’t be possible for Bellamy to tease the outside of her thigh as they sat listening to Miller speaking about star-crossed lovers but not in the traditional way (which is really pretty exaggerated, if you were to ask Clarke), and it wouldn’t be possible for her to feel his fingers tracing swirling patterns on her knee, up to the inside of her thighs through the thin white fabric.

She wants to glare at him, but everybody’s watching and she ought to be in her best behavior tonight. Or else she’s going to receive two separate verbal beatings from two of her friends.

But still, it’s inappropriate for a man this good-looking in a suit to have talented fingers as well. Also, impossible. So she decided to test it out in the bathroom with him, letting him pin her hands with his hand wrapped around both her wrists, high above her head.

(She has tested this hypothesis before, but science.)

He smirks at her because ever since the start of the ceremony, she’s been talking about how his slicked back hair is just begging to be mussed up good and proper - during sex, of course. And now, with her hands trapped and unmovable in his grip, she wants to curse at him. 

He bends his neck to ghost his lips over her pulse point, slow, steady, hot, and infuriating. This is just so him to drag her agony longer - she has to rub her thighs together as she arches her neck to give him better access. She feels him smirk against her skin - so smug, so stupidly hot.

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