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Reality collides with Trump’s promises

The president proclaims a successful first month despite falling short on major pledges.


President Donald Trump touts “incredible progress” in his first month in office. But the frenetic period that opened with an inaugural address about “American carnage” and ended with a raucous campaign rally has brought a spotty record that falls short of his promises.

Despite dizzying sound and fury, the president failed to halt immigration from Muslim countries, to label China a currency manipulator, to deliver a serious plan for funding his border wall or to repeal Obamacare—all among his many promises during last year’s campaign. He even weakened ethics rules affecting lobbyists, in the guise of a promised ban.

The Muslim travel ban, Trump’s most consequential and controversial executive order, one of 23 signed so far, lies dead in the courts. He has achieved no noticeable progress on tax reform. The White House is already facing multiple investigations by a Republican-controlled Congress while the intelligence community investigates possible collusion last year between Trump’s campaign and Russia. Trump has appointed just three of the 15 required deputy secretary Cabinet positions; fewer than 40 of the 700 key administration jobs requiring Senate confirmation have been filled.

Presidential historian Douglas Brinkley said Trump was “off to the worst start of a presidency in a very long time”—and that was two days after he’d taken office, before Trump’s bellicose calls with foreign leaders, before his National security adviser, Michael Flynn, was forced to resign after just 24 days in the job, before he attacked the nation’s independent courts and declared the media an “enemy of the American people.”

“There’s no precedent in the modern history of the presidency for what we’ve seen over the last month,” said Republican operative Steve Schmidt. “If you combine the dishonesty, the sloppiness and incompetence, the result is deep concern and anxiety across allied capitals, glee in the capitals of foreign enemies, and an American public that regard him one month in with the lowest levels of support in the modern era. We’ve just never seen an American administration collapse from a credibility perspective as quickly as this one has.”

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[003] Hanyu, Y.

I swear, that pesky 4CC gold just keeps eluding me!!! How is it possible that I somehow managed to reel in the one from the flippin’ Games but not this…? 

Yuzuru HANYU, speaking to whoever’s listening at the leading scorers area @4cc 2017 (Shoma, probably…but just as likely was talking to himself like the raving lunatic that he’s capable of being)

The Party

Sirius Black x Reader

My heart was beating faster and faster as we walked into the family home of the Blacks. I glanced nervously at the crowd .


I hated these pureblood parties that my parents dragged me to. They were excrutiatingly boring, and so dull. The pureblood families got together every now and then to brag about their riches and accomplishments. Boring stuff. And it was another excuse for parents to find suitable brides and grooms for their children.

My eyes went through the crowd of people, searching for just one face.

Eventhough I shouldnt be doing that.

Its been over a month since I last saw him, and we had had an awful fight  before vacation began. He didnt even write to me. And his silence just drove me mad.

I found myself in the huge dining room. The long table was laid out with lots of food, and people were already sitting around it, talking and eating.

Thats when I saw him.

Sitting at the table, with a bored expression. Leaning back lazily on his chair. He saw me and sat up straight, running his fingers through his silky black hair.

“Y/N ! Come on now !”

My mother’s sudden appearence startled me. I stood staring at her with a hand against my chest.

“What is it, dear ? ” she asked, seeing my expression.

“You scared me, Mum !” I said, as she took my hand and led me towards the table.

Most of the seats were taken, except for one where my mother sat, and two others on either sides of Him.

Sirius Black had that smirk on his face now. He knew I will have to sit next to him.

“Sit !” Mum urged me, as I hesitated.

This is going to be a long night, I thought as I walked up to the empty seat and sat. He looked at me, and I just gave a nod of acknowledgment.

Sirius and I were pretty close. We were very much inseparable. We have been together for 3 years now, and he still gave me butterflies in my stomach.

We had quite a nasty fight about a month before school closed for summer. I happened to see a Ravenclaw girl pushing him against a wall like she owned him, and trying to kiss him. I was way beyond jealous, and we got into a fight. I knew it wasnt him who did anything. But I  didnt see him pushing her away either. I was just too heartbroken to reason with anything. And we havent spoken since. He tried while at school. But I didnt give in.

I tried my best, but I just couldnt resist sneaking glances at him. Both of us played with our food. I took ocassional bites to satisfy my mother, who was eyeing me from across the table.

Just as I was about to put the spoon to my mouth, I felt his hand on my knee. I dropped my spoon and it hit the plate with a loud clang. Several guests looked up at me, and Mum was glowering.

“Alright there, sweetheart ?” she asked in a sickly sweet tone.

I nodded, and I felt his fingers tighten around my knee. I bit my lip, not knowing what to do. I grabbed my goblet and took a big sip of water.

His hand slid up.

Thank god for the elaborate and frilly table cloth !

“Sirius, dont you dare !” I hissed at him, swatting his hand away.

He smirked again.

An old wizard sitting next to Sirius’ father Orion Black, asked him something. Sirius turned to face him, and spoke. His fingers were still stroking my thigh, and it was sending shivers down my spine. I put a hand over his, and squeezed it, to stop his fingers from moving. He continued talking with the man, as his fingers slowly intertwined with mine.

I missed this boy. I missed the way he touched me, and said my name. I missed everything about him.

As I felt a heaviness in my heart, he moved his hand again. My stomach did flips at that. I knew this wont go well here.I held his hand again, and moved it away from my leg.

I got up.

Excusing myself, I almost ran out of the dining room.

It was my first time in his house, so I didnt know where to go. I just went up the stairs, and found a door that opened into a small balcony. I stood, with my hands on the railings, breathing heavily.

I didnt know how I managed without him for this long. I couldnt do it anymore. I needed him. I needed Sirius Black.

Just as tears began to sting my eyes, I felt a pair of arms around my waist, and Sirius’ scent filled my nostrils. He pulled me against his firm chest, kissing the back of my neck. I just held his hands to me tightly, not wanting him to let go.

“You’re bad Sirius Black” I said.
“You’re so bad”

“Im sorry, Princess” he said, and turned me around to face him.

“Forgive me”

He leaned forward to kiss me, and he lifted me off the floor. I pulled away, hearing some footsteps.

“Someone will see us ” I said, looking over his shoulder.

“Come on” Sirius said, taking my hand.

We ran up the stairs. And he opened a door, pulling me in with him. And I immediately knew it was his room.
Before I could actually take a look at it, he pushed me against his door, and kissed me again.

“Owww” I said against his lips, making him laugh. He moved his lips down to my neck.

“Sirius ! Our parents are downstairs !” I said, pushing him away.

“So what ?!” he said, grabbing me again.

“No !!” I said as he came forward again.

He stopped, and pouted.

“Where have you been ? Did you even bother to write to me ?!” I asked.

“Im sorry Y/N!” Sirius said, looking defeated. “I didnt know what to do ! You wouldnt even look at me ! Besides, homes been hell -”

I knew what it was like for him, and I felt bad for being so hard on him.

“Please, Y/N?” Sirius said, takng my hand in his, and kissing it.

“I missed you, idiot” I said, hugging him.

Sirius smiled and pressed his lips to mine again. His hands arms came around my waist, pulling me closer to him.

“I love you, baby” he said, kissing my nose.
“I love you too ” I said, smiling.

                               * * *

I stood in front of his mirror, fixing my hair, as he sat, watching me.

He strolled towards me slowly, with a sad look on his face.

“ I dont want you to leave” he said, standing behind me, with his hands on my waist. “Lets run away”

I turned around and kissed his cheek,laughing.

“We might have to” I said, and put on my shoes.

“Just a month more till school starts” I said, and went to the door. “Love you, Black”

                                * * *

“Where have you been, Y/N !” Mum hissed as she saw me.

“Umm…bathroom” I said, shrugging.

“Come here ! There is something important” said Mum, grabbing my arm and leading me into the dining area.

“Found her, have you ?” Walburga Black was speaking to my Mum.

“This is her” Mum said, giving me a little push.

“Hmm” Walburga said, as she touched my cheek, trying to bring out a smile. “She is perfect !”

I stood staring at Sirius’ mother.

“Ah ! There ! SIRIUS !” she bellowed, making me jump. I turned to see Sirius looking at us with wide eyes.

I was sweating now. Shit, have they found out about us ?!, I thought, my heart racing.

Sirius came to us slowly. He looked at me cautiously.

“Mary, I hope you’ve met my son before, Sirius ” Walburga said, and Mum nodded, smiling at Sirius.

I felt another hand on my shoulder, and turned to find my Dad, smiling down at me. Why were they all so happy ?

“I think its time to tell them, Orion.” He said. Sirius’ father nodded and looked at his wife.

“Well, we have decided to join the Y/L/N and the Black family ” Walburga began. “And as the two of you are so well suited for eachother…”

Sirius and I stood frozen.

Is this for real ?!

“The wedding will be soon after your education at Hogwarts is complete !” Mum added happily, smiling at Walburga.

Sirius and I exchanged glances, still unable to react.

Walburga came forward to hug me.

“Welcome to the family, Y/N” she said, struggling to bring about a smile.

Sirius finally smiled as my parents embraced him.

“I think this is great !” Mum exclaimed. “We have so much to do now !!”

Just as our parents began their own conversations, Sirius looked at me.

“I cant believe it ” I said.

He laughed.

I had to join in. Sirius put his arm aound me, kissing my forhead.

Maybe this wasnt such a bad party, after all.

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Then... can u save me more by posting another preview? #pushingmyluck I bet everyone would freaK the FuCk Out - Dramatic anon

*wheezing* But this is the last one until the chapter is out.

“I hope you enjoy your date,” Jeon said and Yoongi noticed that you were both suddenly standing. It was as if Yoongi was losing time. Jeon’s arm was wrapped around your waist and a smirk on his face. “Now if you’ll excuse us we are going to go enjoy the rest of ours,” he said in a low voice that sent Yoongi’s gut twisting and rolling again. Just as you passed by Yoongi and out of his peripheral vision Jeon stabbed Yoongi one last time. He winked. It was so smug and well timed that at first Yoongi was positive that Jeon wasn’t capable of such a move, it had to have been a mistake. He wondered if his stupid bangs had fallen into his eyes and caused him to blink at an inopportune time but then he noticed the way Jeon’s lopsided smile stretched up further across his face, his teeth barely visible in the gap of his lips. It took all of Yoongi’s remaining willpower to not yell at the smug bastard right then.

Yoongi watched your retreating figure and tried to calm his breathing while Jeon helped you into your coat but as soon as you two had exited the building he slammed his fist against the table. What had been left of your red wine sloshed out of the glass and stained the dainty lace fabric but Yoongi ignored it and the way all the eyes in the restaurant had turned to him. He stormed back to the bar to grab his own coat and threw himself into the cold and unforgiving winter’s night.

Who the hell did Jeon think he was? He thought he was something special because he got to take you on a date? So fucking what. Yoongi had fucked you countless times. “Come talk to me when you have her begging for you like she did for me,” Yoongi muttered to no one but the harsh wind and tried to forget that it was all in the past. For all he knew you would be begging for him by the end of the night. For all he knew you already had.

Man Face Monday - Requested Faces Edition

Hello, Fabulous! 

It’s Monday again. I hope you have a promising week ahead. I want to thank everyone who took the time to read my fic, Yes, last week. I hope you had a lovely Valentine’s. 

So, last night I posted that I would take some requested faces for today and I got some lovely responses. Here are my interpretations of suggestions that included “blue”, lips, eyelashes, serious/intense, “o face” and hair. Some of the photos incorporate a number of these elements concurrently. 

I hope that my lovely commenters, @fiacresgirl, @bigdeesmallworld, @hope-for-olicity, @acheaptrickandacheesyoneline, @kh2o and @arrowlainie05 are happy with the gallery today.

Wishing everyone a lovely week ahead (even though it might contain TRED (The Reporter Everyone Despises ::sigh::). Who knows? We might even get a shirtless Oliver? One can dream. 

Tags after the break. 

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Lena’s face when she says “I never had a friend like you before. Come to think of it, I never had family like you” breaks my heart!!! 

My baby needs a hug and I know Kara gave her one but that one was a goodbye hug and she needs a cuddle hug that lasts more than 3 seconds. 

Kara, step up your game or else there is a big line of volunteers to hug Lena if you don’t.


Pairing: Irene x Reader

Genre: Fluff

REQUEST:  irene + motherhood (not single, but she has a wife)

*gif not mine unless stated*

Originally posted by dumblets

“One time, one time your mommy leaves me alone at home with you and you decided to misbehave.” Joohyun huffed as she cleaned up the mess after her son, Jihwan. The little boy sat on the couch, swinging his legs back and forth, giggling at his mother´s words. At the sound of her son´s laugh, the female turns around with a stern look on her face that soon fades into a smile. She walks over to her son after putting away last one of his toys and picks him up.

“Just like her, acting innocent.” Joohyun says more to herself than her son, her mind filled with your images. Little Jihwan suddenly grows serious, making Joohyun turn her attention back to him. He then raises his small hand and boops Joohyun on the nose, making her laugh once again as he throws his arms around her neck, saying,

“sorry eomma.”

“How could I not forgive you.” She grows silent for a little while, trying to think of ways to entertain Jihwan without making more mess in the house. One look in the direction of the door leading to the backyard was enough for Jihwan to start running towards it, more laughs filling the air. Joohyun playfully rolls her eyes at the boy, following after him as he keeps calling for her.

“Eomma, hurry!” She finally catches up to him, unlocking the door at the end of the hall as Jihwan keeps on stepping from one leg to other impatiently. Joohyun wasn´t even able to open the door fully before her son ran out, making his way further into the big garden belonging to your house. Joohyun sat down on the bench on the porch, watching Jihwan from afar and making sure he wouldn´t get hurt as he kept on running around the grass field, away in his own little world. When she noticed him sit down on the grass, obviously out of breath from all the running, she allowed herself to look away for a moment. Sun was beginning to set, the trees surrounding the lot casting shadows, sun beams making their way in between them. 

She smiled at the memory appearing in her head, almost wanting to hit herself for not wanting to buy this house at first. However, you and your great persuading skills made her agree and now she couldn´t agree more with the choice of the house. It was a perfect place to call home, having enough space for literally anything. When the estate agent showed you the house, Joohyun could see you were amazed at the size, location and the feeling it gave off. Despite the cost not being overly expensive, Joohyun couldn´t seem to imagine living in it. Yes, sharing a home with you was something she had always dreamed of but just for the two of you, it was simply too big. 

At least until you came with the idea of adopting a child. Joohyun knew you always dreamed of having a child of your own, but due to health issues, you wouldn´t be able to have one even with the choice of artificial insemination. Adoption was the only choice you had left and she didn´t have the heart to take it away from you. The two of you had talked many times about it before actually deciding to do it, fully realising that Joohyun wouldn´t be able to be there all the time, her idol life taking up most of her time. And after one too many speculations of how and when you should do it, you brought Jihwan home. Suddenly, everything felt more in place and Joohyun was beginning to grow accustomed to the new way of living. She never imagined herself as a mother but now that she was one, she couldn´t imagine not being one.

“Eomma! I picked some flowers for mommy, will she like them?” Jihwan snapped her out of her thoughts, shoving the small, hand-picked bouquet of flowers into Joohyun´s face. She gently pushed his small arm further away from her nose, nodding with a smile. “Of course she will, they´re beautiful.” Satisfied with the answer, Jihwan made himself comfortable in his mother´s lap and joined her in staring off into the distance. Joohyun was amazed at the number of facts he was able to tell her, at the wise words coming out of him despite his age. Moments like these were when she truly realised how well you managed to raise him. He was polite, smart and rarely caused trouble. A quiet, yet still audible yawn ringed in Joohyun´s ears, making her look down. 

“Someone´s sleepy. Come on, let´s tuck you in bed.” With droopy eyes, Jihwan nodded and slowly raised his arms up making it at least a little easier for her to pick him up. Shortly after she changed him into his pj´s, Joohyun noticed he had already falled asleep and couldn´t help but chuckle to herself as she pulled the blanket over him, lying down next to his small body. After minutes of her silently lying next to her son, eyes staring into thin air, she felt her eyelids become heavier with each second. Giving in into the exhaustion, she let them fall and before entering the land of dreams, she mumbled,

“I´m sorry for being here so little, I love you.” If only she had the slightest idea that you were standing in the doorway, hand placed over your mouth to keep quiet and tears prickling at the corners of your eyes, threatening to spill. This was a view you rarely got to see, but it was the most beautiful of them all; a view worth waiting for.

A/n: Here it is anonie. I felt so at ease writing this scenario, you don´t even know. I hope you guys liked it and I would make me really happy if you gave me some feedback, either by commenting or sending me an ask with you opinion. Lots of  love – G

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5 things I hate oh boy: I hate the taste of lemon. I hate people who talk shit about pineapple on pizza (fight me). I hate people who are mean to others online, specially because I know face-to-face they wouldn’t even open their mouths. Ok this last one got a lil serious.

Did I ever get a love letter: yes! I get tons of them from Curly! I won’t show the content but look at this cute envelope… 

I can see it now; introduce her face back to the public (her new face, so people actually know who she is), a picture of the kid (the Real Kid because if there’s anything people remember about Louis/b*baygate, it’s the fake baby suspicion). Keep talking about her every now and then; little nothing articles to keep her relevant/establish her as stylist (bc that’s going to come back/make sure people don’t forget who she is, boom, when it ends, she’ll go ghost… then she’ll get papped again, the first time since louis “found out”, one last name drop calling her a Stylist so people won’t think she did it for money :( and then that’ll be it

Last week I did a series of smiles and I posted a few of my favorite John Reese smiles (here and here), but there are a couple I wanted to make a special post for.

This one. It’s a tiny smile, and it’s not as much aimed at Carter as a simple reaction to the story she’s telling - giving birth to her son. And John has that look of wonder on his face as he listens to her talking about things of her ordinary life. Giving birth, the making of a family.

And this is typical John. Despite everything that has happened to him, despite years of CIA formatting, John never lost this part of innocence, and his true care for humanity and people. It would have been easy to become detached from the world, and cynical. But John is not. Oh sure, he handles sarcasm like no one, but he’s not cynical. He sincerely believes in the good in people and that the world is worth saving. He believes everyone deserves a second chance. And he still marvels as the simple tales of ordinary people’s lives.

And that is what (among a few other things) makes John one of the most beautiful heroes.

anonymous asked:

tsukishima has rlly good skin his entire life and yamaguchi, the poor boy, is the complete opposite. He has so much acne, and whenever he complains abt it tsuk just tells him to wash his face (it always earns tsuk a backhand in the gut). He's jealous of tsuk and his acne free skin and is ready 2 die™ -tadashit anon

well shit i am too i’m somewhat in the middle? it’s all on my forehead good thing i have no bangs eheh

wait this reminds me of this one time my friend who recently got into haikyuu last year (omg she lOVEd it so much) and came and she;s like

“AO!!! obviously that aint my name but let’s stick with this you love yamaguchi’s freckles right??”

of course, i said, who wouldn’t

then she continues “Well someone said they aren’t freckles?? they’re just bad acne??”

my response was screaming and no nuh uh not believing it

basically we were screaming how they were freckles and stuff and would not believe otherwise

~mod ao

WOW i can’t believe demons are really spreading the word of shaytan and it’s the first result on google like i’m looking for diy face masks and the first mask suggested a SUGAR scrub for ur FACE as if it literally wouldn’t tear ur skin and the second one is a freaking honey and CINNAMON face mask dear god astaghfirullah a3udubillah mina al shaytan arrajim im scared to see what’s the third one. probably gasoline and a match to set ur face on fire like fuck it up bitch just straight up die no dead person has ever complained about skin issues

Lost and Forgotten

Chapter Nine

Warnings: smut, fluff, tiny bit of angst

(Prologue) (Chapter One) (Chapter Two) (Chapter Three) (Chapter Four) (Chapter Five) (Chapter Six) (Chapter Seven) (Chapter Eight)

A/N: This is the second to last chapter! What’s going to happen in Chapter 10? Hmmm……

“So, (Y/N), you’re feeling better?” Peggy handed you a cup of coffee.

“Yeah, I had James- er, Bucky, to help me through it.” Just thinking about him brought a goofy smile to your face.

“You love him a lot, don’t you?” Peggy added sugar to her drink.

“With every fiber of my being.” You sipped on the bitter drink. “It just feel right, like I’m meant to be with him.” 

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It’s Quiet Uptown Pt. 11

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes

Warnings: language, anxiety, nsfw content

Summary: Post Civil War AU; Steve and Bucky decide to have a child and experience things they never expected to face.

Author’s Note: special thanks to @daisyridlay for beta-ing this chapter :))

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Hi guys, I am not that type that ask quick or a lot from you, but this time I need your prayers for a really lovely and dear friend of mine. Could you please pray for her? She is facing difficulties in her current situation and my heart aches for her, because I care about her and she is one of the few persons in my life who let me feel worthy of being there. I feel so powerless that I can’t do anything for her.

Pray for her, so she will come trough this hard period. I’ll be thankful until the last day of my life.

Never forget that our Lady, Fatima Al-Zahraa used to pray for her neighbours, friends and then her household. 
Thank you and Jazakum Allah Ghairan. 
May Allah remove the hardship from your heart.