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7 hours ago
"Destroy the idea that men should respect women because we are their daughters, mothers, and sisters. Reinforce the idea that men should respect women because we are people."

(via branchesnroots)

All are made in the Image of God

(via patron-saint-of-smart-asses)

(Source: khaleesi-lifts)

5,765 notes
7 hours ago
Anonymous asked : I'm confused as to what is happening in Scotland? What's this about?

kakyoin-fucker:

ok so basically we had a referendum vote to see if we wanted independence
for a while it was really close and people were pretty much 50/50 on the decision
the votes came in at about 45% for yes and 55% for no
there was a lot of media bias by the bbc for the no campaign tbh
and nows there a few videos of whats to be believed people rigging the vote

now in glasgow unionists are rioting and targeting yes voters and doing nazi salutes and burning saltires
theres a chance it could escalate and spread to other towns as well
basically look at the stuff we’re reblogging and try educating yourself and please signal boost what is happening!!

16,105 notes
8 hours ago
dianmz:

doctorenterprise:


"It is okay, Buck."

It’s a Thursday. It’s August and 3pm and hot as hell and Steve’s watching the way the afternoon sun glints off the shiny windows of the fancy office building across from his apartment. It’s been 96 days since he last saw Bucky’s face on a helicarrier over the Potomac. It’s not a special day. It’s just another one in a string of disappointing Thursdays.
He sets down his sketchbook and fountain pen, trying to ignore the fact that the shapes forming on his page are not the sharp angles and bright glares of the building before him, but the red points of the star branded onto his best friend.
He’s got a stack of sketchbooks filled with red stars and breathtaking eyes as high as his bedside table. He doesn’t need another.
Sam was by earlier, which is probably what’s to blame for the latest bout of melancholic staring on his roof. He told Steve there’d been no activity in the hunt for Bucky. Still not in Russia. Still not in Hydra’s crumbling hands. Still not thought to be in the United States.
He rubs a hand over his face and sighs.
There’s a faint scrape of fabric on concrete and he looks left to discover a sight he never thought he’d see.
"Bucky?" he croaks, his whole body tensing in disbelief.
Sure enough, Bucky - or some version of him - is slumped on the roof ledge beside Steve, maybe six or seven feet away. He doesn’t say anything, neither of them do. They just sit quietly for several moments, Steve watching carefully over Bucky’s bowed head and curled shoulders.
Then, Steve’s heart breaks, Bucky looks up at him with big, watery blue eyes and a trembling lower lip.
He looks so lost.
It’s seconds before he’s cross the distance and folded Bucky into his arms, grabbing fistfuls of hair and hoodie to hold onto like his life depends on it. He buries his face in Bucky’s neck and feels tears against his own. He clamps his eyes shut as the tired, malnourished body in his arms heaves a sob. He offers the only consolation he can give at the moment.
"It’s okay, Bucky. It’s okay."

oh whOA.

dianmz:

doctorenterprise:

"It is okay, Buck."

It’s a Thursday. It’s August and 3pm and hot as hell and Steve’s watching the way the afternoon sun glints off the shiny windows of the fancy office building across from his apartment. It’s been 96 days since he last saw Bucky’s face on a helicarrier over the Potomac. It’s not a special day. It’s just another one in a string of disappointing Thursdays.

He sets down his sketchbook and fountain pen, trying to ignore the fact that the shapes forming on his page are not the sharp angles and bright glares of the building before him, but the red points of the star branded onto his best friend.

He’s got a stack of sketchbooks filled with red stars and breathtaking eyes as high as his bedside table. He doesn’t need another.

Sam was by earlier, which is probably what’s to blame for the latest bout of melancholic staring on his roof. He told Steve there’d been no activity in the hunt for Bucky. Still not in Russia. Still not in Hydra’s crumbling hands. Still not thought to be in the United States.

He rubs a hand over his face and sighs.

There’s a faint scrape of fabric on concrete and he looks left to discover a sight he never thought he’d see.

"Bucky?" he croaks, his whole body tensing in disbelief.

Sure enough, Bucky - or some version of him - is slumped on the roof ledge beside Steve, maybe six or seven feet away. He doesn’t say anything, neither of them do. They just sit quietly for several moments, Steve watching carefully over Bucky’s bowed head and curled shoulders.

Then, Steve’s heart breaks, Bucky looks up at him with big, watery blue eyes and a trembling lower lip.

He looks so lost.

It’s seconds before he’s cross the distance and folded Bucky into his arms, grabbing fistfuls of hair and hoodie to hold onto like his life depends on it. He buries his face in Bucky’s neck and feels tears against his own. He clamps his eyes shut as the tired, malnourished body in his arms heaves a sob. He offers the only consolation he can give at the moment.

"It’s okay, Bucky. It’s okay."

oh whOA.

7,251 notes
8 hours ago

sadgirl1017:

who u think u is

89,188 notes
8 hours ago

freckledtrekkie:

the worst kind of misogyny

is the kind that seeps out of your uncle’s mouth at christmas dinner

or from your favorite movie you’ve watched 500 times

or that snide comment your cousin makes on vacation

from the people you trust

and so quick

so slickly spoken

you barely catch it 

12,721 notes
8 hours ago

lifeinflames:

when your friend makes a thirsty comment

image

33,637 notes
8 hours ago

kattybats:

pumpkinappearifier:

DnD is a serious game.

will anyone please teach me to play this

(Source: biancohills)

32,155 notes
8 hours ago
neptunain:

IT HAPPENED

neptunain:

IT HAPPENED

42,804 notes
8 hours ago
go-leon-dark:

thugpvssion:

"Forget this stick. Squad up Mickey."

XD

go-leon-dark:

thugpvssion:

"Forget this stick. Squad up Mickey."

XD

(Source: omg-humor)

8,763 notes
8 hours ago

missespeon:

sixstrategos:

sixstrategos:

sixstrategos:

this is what is going on in scotland right now.

dont ignore this.

there is NO coverage of the rioting on the news which is why its so important that you dont ignore this. 

please stay safe if you live in scotland. 

my partner actually went to the yes rally in george square a couple days ago and said the no guys were indeed doing nazi salutes