suspenders also

Malala Yousafzai: “I am heartbroken” over Trump’s executive order targeting Muslims

  • Human rights activist Malala Yousafzai has issued a searing rebuke of President Donald Trump, following the president’s signing of an executive order targeting Muslim immigrants and refugees from entering the United States.
  • “I am heartbroken that today President Trump is closing the door on children, mothers and fathers fleeing violence and war,” Yousafzai, 19, said in the statement released Friday. 
  • Trump’s policy blocks most refugees from entering the U.S. for 120 days, while also suspending Syria refugees indefinitely. Read more.

kuroken; don’t call kenma lazy in front of kuroo. just—don’t.

for @dgalerab - idk if someone beat me to it but i too, like kuroo, would defend kenma to the depths of hell and beyond,,

They’re eating lunch when it happens. It’s just the two of them today, Kuroo nabbing a random vacant chair to join Kenma at his desk because the second year doesn’t feel like moving. Or talking. Or really anything, but that’s a whole other can of worms.

Kuroo talks for the both of them, one of his notebooks open next to his bento as he drops broccoli into Kenma’s box when he thinks the other boy isn’t looking. Kenma has his phone out, but he’s barely scrolling through it. Instead, he’s steadily picking through his lunch, silently taking in Kuroo’s babbling about some sort of revelation in the chemistry world. He hums every now and then to let Kuroo know he’s listening. It’s almost peaceful, as familiar this scene was.

Then, of course, one of Kenma’s classmates, a tall kid with glasses whose name Kenma can never bother to remember, has to go and make a snide remark about him, just loud enough for most everyone in the classroom can hear. 

“There’s no way he made the starting line up without kissing ass. I mean, if Kozume’s lazy ass can be a starter, then what does that say about our volleyball team, right?”

Kuroo falls silent immediately, fingers clenching his chopsticks so hard Kenma’s afraid they’ll break. He wants to say something, or run away, or tell Kuroo to ignore them, but he can’t. He just hunches further into his sweater.

“Excuse me,” Kuroo says, turning in his chair. His tone is light, almost conversational, but his eyes are the sharp kind of dangerous when he plays against opponents that don’t play nice. “What the fuck did you just say?”

The kid sniffs, and Kenma isn’t sure if he should be in awe of his classmate for being so undaunted when there’s a large scary third year glaring him down. “I said, i don’t understand how Kozume is on the team. He doesn’t talk, he’s creepy, and he’s lazy—”

“Kuro,” Kenma says quietly, but his friend doesn’t hear him. Kenma can only watch on nervously, fingers twitching around his phone. The whole classroom is watching the exchange with varying degrees of alarm.

Kuroo finally stands, stretching to his full height. He easily looms over the other kid. “Have you ever gone to a game of ours?” he says, staring the kid down. “Do you even know what volleyball is? How it’s a team sport? How each member carries their own weight, how each team relies on its setter? Have you ever seen Kenma play? Do you know that he’s our setter, the setter who is currently carrying us to nationals? Do you know how much time he puts into studying other teams’ plays, how long he stays for extra practice with all of us, individually? Do you?”

The other kid has the sense of gulp. He pushes on his glasses, glancing away from Kuroo, but not even his friends are willing to help him out of that. Kenma understands. Kuroo is real scary when he needs to be.

“If you want to talk shit about Nekoma Volleyball Club, fine,” Kuroo says, tilting his head so his too-long bangs throw shadows over his narrow eyes. “But let’s see you come to an actual game first, huh? There’s a practice match this Saturday. I invite you.” 

Kenma watches sweat gather on the poor kid’s forehead. But Kuroo isn’t done.

“And if you ever dare call Kenma lazy again,” says Kuroo, leaning forwards until the kid has to tilt his head back to maintain eye contact. “We’ll be having another nice chat. Understood?”

The kid swallows audibly. He manages a strangled Y-yes, and then Kuroo is settling back next to Kenma, picking up his chopsticks and continuing his spiel about some unique chemical bond only found in space as if nothing happened. The noise level in the classroom picks up again, and Kenma puts down his phone.

He doesn’t say anything, but when he knocks his knee against Kuroo’s and feels the other boy press back gently, he knows he doesn’t need to.


— Yves Navarre, Friends Gone With the Wind

MP100 Valentines Week: Day 6- Comfort

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I had wayyy more planned for this prompt, but my mind moves at a mile a minute and it’s really hard for me to focus sometimes! So, here’s Reigen giving Seri some advice about taking a break, I guess!


Local lesbian attempts to find good lighting and angle to show off her, hand-me-down-from-her-6-feet-tall-cousin, pants. Fails.


forgive me..


Derek takes Jordan on a surprise date: a romantic walk through the preserve. They don’t make it much past the hood of his car.

derek hale rarepair week

day 3 - favourite mogai/lgbt+ ship

derek x jordan

Idk where the hell that new pic of Carlos came from but it’s so Iconic like the hair, the goggles, the suspenders, the vibes shirt….its all such a Look™ and Los pulls it off perfectly

the dribbles get faster, my hearts gets happier


Indiana Jenkins vs. the Obnoxious Library

anonymous asked:

I once turned in a student for having weed because my lab partner was distracted by him showing it to her during chem com and she almost poured corrosive acid on my hand. I was paying attention and moved my hand so the acid poured onto the pencil sharpener instead. I had 115% in that class and spilling the acid meant you failed the lab. I also talked (and maybe cried) my way into getting full credit on that lab afterward. she failed and so did weed kid. he was also suspended. I don't feel bad.

oh dang

All my life you stood by me when no one else was ever behind me. 

If “Drag Me Down” does not scream Matsuoka siblings to you then you are wrong. God, this song. You all should listen to it okay, maybe cry a lil, too. Whichever floats your boat, man.

  • wonder woman: hey bruce, uh, question
  • batman: shoot
  • wonder woman: what's mr. freeze's motivation again
  • batman: his wife is sick + in suspended animation, he's also sick, wants to find a cure
  • wonder woman: so like. loss of a loved one basically
  • batman: more or less
  • wonder woman: right, right, and he's planning to do this...
  • batman: well he's a brilliant researcher so mostly he crimes for funding
  • wonder woman: and your day job is?
  • batman: owner of an incredibly successful corporation, practically the cornerstone of the Gotham economy
  • batman: why do you ask

anonymous asked:

I don't want to seem like an idiot, but when did exactly Eric and Dylan start planning for "NBK"? I know it was after the van accident, but do you know the exact month? As always, thanks!

The window is February to April of ‘98 when the two both thought about it individually and wrote about “going NBK” in their journals. February was a particularly rough month for Dylan as he got into a few bumpy scraps with the police - freshly after the van theft arrest. He got two driving tickets - one of them was written up by Officer Walsh, the dude that booked both Eric and Dylan for the van theft arrest. He also got suspended in school for defacing a freshman jock’s locker in retaliation for being harassed. Anyway, Dylan was mulling over going NBK with someone in February and Eric mentions that NBK is something he will be doing by April in his journal. I’d say that March of ‘98 is when they connected on this together and had a meeting of the minds. This is when the two had been paraded before a judge in court and then were indoctrinated into the Diversion Program. It was a major humiliation for both of them and they were under close watch by their parents. So, their two man war against everyone else with ultimate revenge and payback was definitely on their minds in spring '98 - 14 months from April 20th. The cops would’ve been at the top of their list of revenge along with certain individuals in school. Playing up the facade of obedient teenage boys who kept their nose to the grind, jumped through all the right hoops and pretended to be reformed by the law would be sweet revenge. On the holy morning of NBK, they’d catch the cops off guard and would be having the last laugh as to who had really been in charge all along before ending it all with a big ADIOS FUCK YOU!

got a new tablet. had an idea which may or may not be one of my favourite things i’ve ever done.

Why’s Jaune there? neptune’s ‘teaching’ him how to be cooler.

It’s been so long, it’s been so long. Maybe we’re fireproof~

BAND AU Part 3. During concerts, Haru would randomly hug Makoto from the back because, god YES, he can do this in public now that they’re out. He can actually tell the world that he loves this boy more than anything. No more hiding. Just wow. He’s just really happy. Next would be kissing Makoto in front of everyone but he’s still working on it. Baby steps. If you dunno the song “Fireproof” then what are you doing ಠ_ಠ