like a you or a me

we’ve always taken shelter in our unhelpable pride

Shout out to the dumb boys who yanked my scarf off in the hallways and then laughed when I dropped all my books. Shout out to the guy who thought it was funny to go behind me during class and pull my bra strap to hear it snap then got defensive when I brought my fist out. Shout out to the guys who would say ‘that shit around your head is ugly you think you’re pretty?’ ‘let’s get married so I can see ur hair’ shout out to you because I love wearing hijab 100000x more because of you jerks

potential unpopular opinion but 99% of the costumes in the new star wars movies are so fuckin ugly, petition for padme’s ghost to show up at some point and fix everyone’s Tragic looks

Hey babes!! Hope you are all doing alright!! *hugs* So… I changed my theme (again /sweats) hahah I was getting a bit tired of my old one and then I changed to BNHA (…. again;;;;) lolol. *coughs* Anyways I wanted to make a soft and smooth theme with a bit of some pastel colors! I had to experiment and made a different PSD… it took awhile tho X’D but I really liked the final results :) So really hope you enjoy it also and let me know if you guys like it hehe ^^ BIG KISSES!!! ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

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Translation:

“Arianne. Jessica.

Both of you are my two best friends. You two are like sisters to me. You don’t know each other but I just want to tell the both of you that I love you so much. Right now, we don’t have a signal. We are under attack by ISIS. And we are hearing gunshots and grenades. Our mayor here, he hasn’t confirmed the events that happened here to the media. If you know someone, or if you have a connection to the police or soldiers or whatever, we are calling for help. Marawi is on red alert. They’ve beheaded people. They’ve shot civilians. They’ve burned down schools. I am telling you, ISIS does not represent ISLAM. These are evil people. I love you guys. I don’t know if I’ll ever see you again. I love you so much. Forgive me if I did something bad. I’m not sure what will happen tomorrow. They said that there’s something big happening. I am traumatized by the gunshots. They said that what happened so far was mild compared to what they had in store for tomorrow. Tomorrow will be the real thing. They’ve cut off the electricity in some places and I hope our place isn’t next.”

Marawi in Mindanao, Phillipines is under attack. This is just one of the many SOS messages that were sent out. Please please pray for our brothers and sisters.

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i’m laughing so hard this supercorp vid was made to celebrate mon-el’s yeeting and the rise of supercorp complete w the evidence itself 🍾🥂clink clink the party never stops when mon-el is over 😏

So this is legit the message Trump left at the Holocaust memorial in Israel -

- and, yeah.

One Republican official, who requested anonymity in order to speak freely, said after meeting Trump recently he did not think the president had a firm enough grasp on the nuances of the long-running Israeli-Palestinian conflict.

“I don’t think he understands it,” said the official, adding that Trump needed more detailed briefings before leaving on Friday. “I think it’s a very difficult challenge and I hope he’s going to talk to a lot of smart people.”

Conversations with some officials who have briefed Trump and others who are aware of how he absorbs information portray a president with a short attention span.

He likes single-page memos and visual aids like maps, charts, graphs and photos.

National Security Council officials have strategically included Trump’s name in ‘as many paragraphs as we can because he keeps reading if he’s mentioned,’ according to one source, who relayed conversations he had with NSC officials.

[source: Reuters]

“Wow. That is absolutely pathetic. Our President can only understand the world to the extent it involves…himself.”

alien covenant

so it turns out everyone who shit-talked this movie is bad and wrong and needs to go sit in the corner reserved for garbage opinions.

okay i’m not a fan of taylor swift, i don’t like her music and i don’t care about her beefs but honestly, it’s been a long time since i’ve seen so many people literally JUMP at the opportunity (katy’s carpool karaoke) to insult her and “drag” her without hearing the other side of the story. specially when the opportunity comes from someone who says stuff like “I DO THE RIGHT THING!!11!” #disappointed of many of my mutuals lmao

blood on freshly fallen snow

a culmination of a lot of things:

for @rebelcaptainprompts prompt 14: shock, doing things out of spite (I didn’t see any jyn-comforts-cass fics), this wonderful piece of artwork by @sempaiko, and my innate need to info-dump my version of cassian’s tragic backstory™.


His world fades from screaming colour, to black and white, and then nothing. Absolute, chilling darkness. 

Cassian? Cassian!

Cold, cold, cold. It seeps in like fog over water. He’s chilled beyond the bone, all the way to his very soul.

The results of my scans indicate that you should administer treatment for shock. I do not detect any signs of hypothermia. You do know how to treat for shock, Jyn?

A cold-hearted killer only ever feels the chill of death. He doesn’t deserve the warmth of life. This is the only truth. He remembers, now. How had he forgotten? 

Of course I do, it’s just - Cassian? Cassian! What happened? Cassian, can you hear me? Breathe with me. In, out. In, out. Fark, what happened to him, Kay?

Blood burning starkly against chillingly white snow.

If I knew would I be continuing this conversation, Erso? This is why he should’ve brought me instead of you. If I had been on the mission, I could ha-

The blood of innocents. Blood he spilled.

Kay! We don’t have time for this! Get me a blanket. 

It’s happening all over again.

Done. I shall watch over him.

He never left Fest. Fest never let him go. Its icy grip digs into his heart. 

That’s alright, Kay. I can keep an eye on him.

Time stopped almost two decades ago. Everything else is an illusion. This is the only truth. He’s frozen in place. This is his existence. Forever.

Are you sure? You are incapable of monitoring his vitals, and his-

The pill burns in the hidden pocket on his shoulder. His blaster feels cool against his clammy skin. His fingers twitch with want. 

Someone needs to get us home. It’s a long flight. 

The chill of death, the warmth of life. Around him, a battle. Within him, a battle. 

Fine. 

The voices of the dead howl in the wind. 

Thank you, Kay. I’ll take care of him. 

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