so might as well do it now

anonymous asked:

How did it get so bad there in the Philippines? It seemed like she was doing so well.

I wouldn’t say that we were doing well, it’s always been bad, it just got… worse.

But back to your question. How did we get to this moment? How did we let things get so bad that we can’t even trust the people who’s literal job is to protect us?

That’s easy. 16 million people voted for the man that made all of this happen.

Why? You might ask. Why would anyone vote for a man that takes pride in murdering people? 

To answer that question we’ll need to go back to approximately one year ago, the 2016 presidential elections.

Now this man wasn’t like other candidates. He had a modest lifestyle, he doesn’t have a big house or fancy cars, nor did he go to the US to study. He cursed every chance he’d get and used brash language. He hated corrupt people with every fiber of his being and he hated China’s bullying. And the people? The people loved this image of a humble man who talked like them and did the same things as them. Finally, they said. A president who knows what it feels like to be poor!

His achievements on the other hand, consisted solely of one thing: 


Davao is like the Singapore of the Philippines! Is what everyone would say when you’d ask. Under his leadership for over 20 years, Davao prides itself in it’s disciplined people and a task force that can compete with America’s 911 system. People can walk in Davao at the dead of the night without fearing getting mugged as the city also has one of the lowest crime rates in the country, as well as having a strong anti-drug campaign, which is one of the biggest problems of the Philippines.

And that’s all thanks to him.

The people imagined dirty, smelly, Manila turning into what it used to be: the Paris of Asia. They imagined streets free of litter, criminals and drug addicts behind bars, and the police doing what they’re paid to do.

They looked at Davao and imagined what Manila could be if he was president. They kept thinking about his tagline: I can eradicate all crime and drugs in this country in 3-6 months.

They imagined someone finally talking back to China. Telling them that the island they keep on claiming is ours. Telling them to stop the bullying and to let us be.

Then they fell in love with him more.

And as the election season dragged on, the more he revealed his true colors. 

  • He made rape jokes. 
  • He always says misogynistic remarks.
  • He confessed to murdering people.
  • He got in trouble when he was in law school because he pointed a gun at a classmate.
  • He doesn’t have a coherent platform for the country except for killing people who do drugs.
  • He hates corruption but he’s friends with the two most corrupt people in he country: The son of the late dictator, and a president who was impeached.

But people didn’t care! They say he’s just joking! He’s always joking. Stop taking what he says so literally. It’s not important if he wants to kill people, as long as the he’s going to fix the country in 3-6 months.

So he won.

And the moment he sat in the presidents seat, he turned his back on everything he’s said.

  • He said that 3-6 months isn’t doable. That there will always be crimes in Manila and he can’t stop that.
  • He released the former president who plundered billions of pesos from the government.
  • He buried the former dictator in the Libingan ng mga Bayani (Grave for Heroes), a cemetery reserved for people who fought for the country. He buried a dictator next to the people that fought his regime 20 years ago.
  • He hired an under qualified actress who spread fake propaganda as his Presidential Communications Secretary.
  • He still makes rape jokes.
  • His son is involved in a 6 billion worth drug smuggling case.
  • He replaced his cabinet with his corrupt friends.
  • He let China keep on patrolling the island that they want. Mingles with Chinese officials and is friendly with them.
  • Says he’ll never declare Martial Law, but announced that he might declare it next week.

Then Davao. Perfect Davao. The city which everyone dreamed Manila would be, revealed everything that it’s been hiding.

That the Davao Death Squad is real and they really do kill a lot of people and everyone’s afraid of them. That Davao has actually one of the top crime rates in the country. That even though a lot of people there feel safe, most feel the opposite.

That the only thing that he kept his promise on is killing people.

But the people don’t care. Because he curses, and jokes, and he’s real.

And that’s what’s important, right?

This was supposed to be an art collab, but the person who was suppose to do the line art disappeared without a damn trace so I might as well post the sketch.

Man I love making backgrounds in traditional form

so like ive never actually made one of these but since this is A Thing right now why not

Hi there! I’m Lashy and im 18, I’m here to vaguely rp my shut ins of fantrolls and ignore 90% of cannon in lieu of fun. I’m friendly I promise, even if I might seem a little scary with the way I talk. I’m usually up for anything, though i do have school so time can be a pain.

my discord is available on request once i get to know you, just make sure i know who you are when you send me a request. i have skype as well but discord is what i normally use.

i have. way too many fantrolls that need to be cleaned out actually. but most of them are friendly even if they’re a little shy.

come talk to me! i dont bite! cant say the same for my ocs though.

Master Angler

Dean has been working on getting this one specific fish from Coldharbor for about three weeks now. He doesn’t do much else but run between fishing holes. After finally looking it up he finds that it’s a big issue across the board but if you have someone else fish the hole with you it seems to help.

So I tell him give me a sec I can run around and fish with you for a while. I have not even started the acheivement for it really so might as well.

Not even an hour in and I got that fish and he’s so butt hurt now. 😂😂

Lucky 💫

“Um, Malfoy,” Harry muttered. “What are you doing?” Baffled, he looked at the Slytherin, who didn’t seem to be concerned at all.

“I’m resting. I’m so tired,” Malfoy mumbled, eyelids fluttering shut. He did sound pretty sleepy. Harry blinked as Malfoy’s lips stretched into a soft, contented smile.

“Okay,” Harry said slowly. “But why are you resting on my lap?”

“Why not?” Malfoy replied. “Seems like a good place to me.”

Harry stiffened as Malfoy turned his head and snuggled into him. What was he playing at?

“Oi, Harry!” Harry looked up. Seamus had just entered the eighth year common room and was grinning at him. “Don’t you two look cosy,” he said with a wink. Harry blushed and tried to move his legs but Malfoy was just too heavy.

“I have no idea what’s going on,” Harry murmured. What had gotten into Malfoy?

“And then we have to get started on Transfiguration but first we have to- Oh!” Hermione stopped dead behind Seamus. Her eyes widened as she took in the sight before her, her studying schedule obviously forgotten. If only momentarily. Ron, who had seemed rather displeased with his girlfriend’s evening plans a second ago, suddenly had a weird glint in his eyes.

Harry watched his friends and was shocked when Hermione clutched her chest and put her other hand on Ron’s arm. He smiled at her and nodded.

“I thought something like this might happen,” he snickered.

“What?” Harry spluttered. When Pansy came into sight, a knowing grin on her face,  Harry felt like they were all in on a joke he didn’t get. “Can somebody please tell me what is going on?”

“Shhhhh,” came from Harry’s lap. “Trying to sleep here, remember?”

Harry eyed Malfoy suspiciously. He had to admit, he might have reacted a little differently if they had been alone. It was a bit sudden, but he wasn’t all that opposed to Malfoy lying on his lap.

Harry’s eyes darted to his friends again when Hermione leaned over to Pansy and whispered something to her. Looking exasperated, Pansy nodded. Harry still wasn’t used to the fact that they were all getting along so well now. Pansy could be fun but, still, Harry was a bit wary around her.

He kept his eyes on her as Hermione strode over to him.

“Don’t be mad,” she told him. Harry frowned.

“What did you do?”

“Well…” She looked at him sheepishly. “It’s more what I didn’t do.”

Harry looked at her, puzzled. She leaned closer to him and dropped her voice to a whisper.

“I didn’t stop Pansy, when she stole something from Slughorn’s personal stores and put it into Malfoy’s tea this morning.”

Harry’s frown deepened.

“What did she put in his tea?”

Hermione bit her lip and put a hand on his shoulder.

“We just felt like he deserved a good day for once. He’s been through so much.” She gazed at Malfoy thoughtfully. “That’s not to say you haven’t been having a hard time, either,” she added hastily. “But Pansy thought you might… benefit from it as well. Seems like she was right.”

Harry looked between Malfoy and Hermione, not understanding what she was telling him. It must have shown on his face. Hermione sighed and shook her head.

“Felix Felicis, that’s what Pansy put in his drink.”

Harry’s mouth dropped open.

“That’s why he’s being so weird?”

“You were weird, too, when you took it in sixth year,” Hermione reminded him.

Yeah, Harry mused, it had been a strange experience. He had felt so happy and cheerful, like nothing could go wrong. And, somehow, he had known exactly what he had to do to get… to get what he wanted.


Harry’s eyes darted back to Malfoy, who was still smiling contentedly with his eyes closed. Harry wondered what would have happened if his friends had given him the potion, instead of Malfoy. He doubted things would have been this forward but, maybe, it would have had a similar outcome.  

Ignoring the fact that everyone in the room was watching him, he slowly raised his hand and ran his fingers through Malfoy’s hair. The Slytherin let out a long sigh that made the corners of Harry’s mouth twitch.

As he sat there, stroking Malfoy’s hair and marvelling at the fluttery feeling in his stomach, Harry thought it was lucky he and Malfoy apparently wanted the same thing.

1/5 back to school 2017 masterposts

school is starting soon (or has already started) and i also wanted to somehow thank you guys for 7k in a way other than the usual blog rate or blog awards. keep a look out for the other 4!

this is a collab with @studyruels. his masterpost is on making an aftetschool routine which you can check out here!

now, i’m naturally a morning person. i just am, and i always have been. no matter how late i go to bed my body thinks it’s a great idea to noT sleep in and wake up at 6 am every day (’: here are a few things i do to make it a little easier and enjoy my mornings!

1. GO TO BED EARLY. this is honestly a no brainer but STOP SPENDING HOURS ON YOUR PHONE WTH like it’s so harmful for your eyes and your mind and your brain and your body will thank you in the morning when your eyes aren’t burning with exhaustion. 

1.a. when i decided to stop being an irresponsible smol child who tried to stay up every night, i started setting alarms for going to sleep. so like at 9:00 (ok ik thats pretty early but thats usually when i go to bed), or maybe that’ll be like 10:00 or 10:30 for you so that you can go to bed around 11. but anyways, when you hear this alarm, it’s time to get off of your phone or laptop (-: send your gn streaks and texts, close insta (log out if u have to), and shut it all down. soon after, you will start to notice how tired you actually are without all that blue light distracting you !!!

2. read! this is a personal favorite just because i’m a huge nerd but reading right before bed is just killing 2 birds with one stone: you’re exercising your mind and subconsciously improving your writing skills (vocabulary and grammar) while making yourself very tired!! if you think reading, especially at night, is boring, you aren’t reading the right books for you.  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

3. prepare yourself for the morning so it seems less dreadful. OPEN YOUR BLINDS BEFORE BED JUST DO IT OMG you will wake up with the sun. do a little miniclean of your room before bed so you’re not waking up to yesterday’s disaster. make your coffee the night before and leave it in the fridge if you like it iced in the morning. plan out what you’re going to wear tomorrow, as well as your lunch. shower (so u sleep better and/or dont have to do it in the morning) and brush your teeth. pamper yourself. set up fairy lights. just do anything that will cause you to wake up and go “jeez glad i did that last night; now i have more time and peace of mind”. 

4. find something to look forward to in the morning. this might be going to get coffee or tea with a friend in the morning, getting to wear the cute outfit and eat the delicious lunch that you prepped last night, or remembering that you’re going to see a movie after school. whatever it may be, let it motivate you to get up and start your day as soon as possible. 

5. turn off/disable snooze. do it. if your alarm app can’t do this, install an app that can. i also like to set up my alarm so that i have to do some challenging mental math to turn it off. 

5.a. make your alarm something that will cause you to get up. it doesn’t necessarily have to be something really annoying. it can be something upbeat and light that puts you in a good mood for the day. however, if you’re a really heavy sleeper then you might want to make it some obnoxious and loud sound so that you will be motivated just to get out of bed and turn it off. 

6. put your phone across the room. we’ve all heard of this one but most of us are too lazy to do it. at night, when you whip out that book, log off all your social media and then put your phone somewhere so far that you’ll have to physically get out of bed and turn off the alarm.

7. make your bed suit your aesthetic. this derives from the basic “make your bed” tip. sure, you can make your bed, and sure, it might motivate you to not get back in. but if you really struggle with this, buy one of those prepackaged bed sets that has a nice color scheme. once you make your bed, you’re not going to want to ruin that aesthetic tbh

8. keep a consistent sleep schedule, even on the weekends!! i’m not saying you have to wake up at 6 am even on saturdays, but don’t go from waking up at 6 to waking up at 12. maybe push your wake up time to 8:30 or 9 latest on the weekends. as you get used to waking early (and sleeping early, too!) you can slowly push back your weekend wake up time earlier and earlier until it’s almost identical to the time you wake up when you have school.

i hope this helps! good luck with this school year, everyone!


Aromatherapy is not Kitten Witch’s strong point, but getting to play with vials and help friends definitely is 😻

🎍Oakmoss and other wood scents are known for their calming, earthy properties.
🎍 Patchouli is in the mint family, and might be similar to what you usually use, with the added benefit of helping to balance emotion.
🎍 Vetiver is a tall girl, who is trying her best.
🎍 Citrus is more invigorating than calming, but might help you stay in the here and now rather than calm you into floating away.

Smell is the sense that is most closely linked to memory, and thus is very likely to differ for everyone. Consider other ways to use the oils; in baths, or in the washing machine with your clothes! Remember to check any oils you use for allergen information (not just for you, but for any animals in the home as well!) and dilute where necessary! Contact and ingestion allergies differ, so do your research before using any unfamiliar oils in your home or on yourself. Be safe, my friends 💖



Blog/Life Update.

Okay I rarely do one of these but I think I might need one this one.

Alright. So, you may have noticed things have been rather slow here. Well there’s a few reasons for that. The biggest one is that I recently landed a job i’ve been trying to get for a while now. So far it’s been great! I’m really excited and it’s a really welcomed change.

So obviously like any other job. It really takes most of my free time. Which explains the lack of art. But it’s a good reason it’s not like I have an art block or anything.

That kinda leads me to the second reason I’ve been kinda quiet. The free time that I get. I’ve been trying to focus it to Hopping Gills. I finally have some more finished pages and if everything goes right I’ll start posting pages by the end of the month. 

So those are the things keeping me busy! I’m obviously still going to post stuff here soon but I just felt like I needed to clarify that since I’ve got a lot of worried people that just thought i was being depressed or going thought some hard art related time but It’s actually the complete opposite. Hah.

The Proposal

“Oh, look, Draco. It’s Mr. O’Sullivan, the Arithmancer. We should introduce ourselves,” Harry said in an overly-chipper tone.

Draco eyed his boyfriend speculatively over his glass of champagne. Harry usually hated Ministry events such as this, and he hated meeting the people there even more. Draco did not for one second believe that Harry wanted to meet Mr. O’Sullivan, especially considering that the man’s job was one of the most boring in the Wizarding World.

“Should we now?” Draco asked suspiciously, raising an eyebrow.

“I just said we should, didn’t I?” Harry kept talking in that annoyingly buoyant way and Draco rolled his eyes.

“If you insist, love.”

Harry and Draco crossed the crowded room, Harry’s hand placed possessively on Draco’s lower back. The smile on Harry’s face was about a mile wide when they reached Mr. O’Sullivan. Draco was smiling too, but not in the manic way that Harry was, his was simply a polite nice-to-meet-you smile.

“Mr. O’Sullivan?” Harry said and the middle-aged man who had been gazing out the window turned to face the two gentlemen.

“Yes? Oh, my. It’s you.” O’Sullivan’s eyebrows lept up to where his hairline should’ve been, had he not been bald. Draco’s smile widened almost imperceptibly, as he found it quite amusing when people twice his age were awed to be in the presence of his boyfriend.

“Yes, it’s me,” Harry responded. “I’ve heard that you’re a very talented Arithmancer and I wanted to introduce myself.”

O’Sullivan turned a horrid shade of scarlet as he said, “Oh, my. Oh, my. That’s very kind of you, Mr. Potter, but I’m just one of many Arithmancers in the world. But you, Mr. Potter, there’s only one of you. It’s such an honor to meet you.” O’Sullivan gazed admirably at Harry and only when Draco cleared his throat did he seem to realize that Harry was not alone. “Oh dear. I’m sorry. It’s an honor to meet you as well, Mr. …”

“Malfoy. Draco Malfoy,” Draco said, forcing himself to ignore the way O’Sullivan’s eyes widened as he realized that Harry Potter was accompanying an ex-Death Eater.

When O’Sullivan failed to reply, Harry spoke up, “He’s my fiancé.”

It was now Draco’s turn for his eyebrows to rise to his hairline and his eyes to widen. He and Harry weren’t engaged. If they were, Draco was fairly certain he would know about it.

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Morning After featuring Amelia in Wednesday’s Shirt

Shout out to people who don’t go completely non verbal but still choose not to talk because they know talking would waste a lot of energy that they simply don’t have, especially on a low spoons day


some of my favourite @amazingphil videos

(i know i have already posted this but i played around with the contrast and stuff and i now think some of the drawings look better so i felt i might as well post it again)

(also it didn’t do that well before and i would really love phil to see this … so … yeah … )

(click pictures for better quality)

The Accidental Sext

Overview: Wrong Number AU. Piss drunk, you decided it would be a good idea to send a raunchy photo of yourself to your ex. But as fate had it, you sent it to the wrong number.

Word Count: About 4,500.

Warning(s): Swearing, drinking, drunk texts, some suggestive content, slight sexting, so much fluff. No smut, but should be 16+ to read.

Author’s Note: Modern, Muggle AU; Sirius Black x Reader. I was reading some “I accidentally sent nudes to my boss” horror stories and this idea came into my head. (Sirius is not her boss.) Enjoy! ;)


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anonymous asked:

Can we see everyone's different sweaters pls???

Jin: And of course most of you know mine~

All the canon romances from “People of Earth”. I don’t think I’ve ever been this interested in all romances in a show before.

Drawing this I realized only Gerry and Yvonne are happily together now. Everyone else are still in the rough beginnings.

Father Doug and Chelsea can’t be together because she’s married and he’s a Catholic priest. I’m not sure if they’ll ever get together for real because they’re being fairly adult about the whole thing and might decide to put their romance on ice for good unless Chelsea’s husband fucks up again.

Don and Kelly isn’t working out too well so far because he can’t bring himself to tell her he’s an alien. I do think they’ll be end game eventually though.

Jeff and Kurt will probably get together too in the future, but right now Jeff is too ashamed of being in love with someone who isn’t from the same species as him. He’s still mocking Don for falling in love with a human after all.

I just love this show so much you guys.

you say to yourself
“fine, i’m all i’ve got.
i can live with that”
and then suddenly there’s
sleepy kisses and sweaty palms
and a light you’ve never known
and you’re walking down cracked streets
with wobbling knees
because you’re stone cold sober
but your heart’s never raced this fast before
you’ve never felt so lightheaded
and it’s the type of high where you know
as soon as you start coming down
you’ll be a mess of bleary eyes and loneliness
fumbling over apologies
and wishing you could rewind to five minutes ago
when her hands were in your hair
and you breathed her in
because she tasted so much better
than your favorite cigarettes
that you might as well throw away the pack
because it can’t compare to this
five minutes ago you were happy
and now the high is wearing off
because you’ve never seen this light before
you couldn’t help but squint
and when you open your eyes again
there’s no late night phone calls
or smiling so widely you can’t kiss without bumping teeth
so you say to yourself
“fine, i’m all i’ve got.
i can live with that”
but your voice wavers on the words
and you’re not really sure what to do with your hands anymore
and you really shouldn’t have thrown away
that pack of cigarettes