Big-teddis - ʕ ꈍᴥꈍʔ

Damn

the unknown distance to the great beyond, stares back at my grieving frame

I love that birds walk around sometimes...like literally so humble

well other than that mrs. kennedy how was the drive

sun bleached flies by ethel cain + gerard way as joan of arc

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i think we as modern humans have a tendency to forget that historical people were also humans who had thoughts and feelings and dreams just like we do

🇵🇸 From BDS:

More than 300 Palestinian sports teams are calling to ban Israel from the Olympics over its genocide against Palestinians in Gaza. [...] In Gaza, Israel has killed Palestinian Olympic Football coach Hani Al Masdar, destroyed the Palestinian Olympic Committee offices, and turned sports facilities into shameful mass detention and torture centers. We can’t sit back as the IOC allows Israel to use the Olympics to sportswash its genocide in Gaza and its apartheid regime against Palestinians everywhere. Support the call from Palestinian teams. Join the campaign to #BanIsrael from the Olympics and peacefully disrupt the road to the Paris 2024 games. 

Global days of action planned for March 15-17:

Ahead of the IOC executive board meeting in Lausanne Switzerland (March 19-21), take the call from Palestinian teams to your National Olympic Committee, International Sports Federations and Recognized Sports Federations. Organize protests, sit-ins, peaceful disruptions, or awareness raising events on Israeli attacks on Palestinian sports.

For more concrete information on how you can participate in the campaign, see the link above. You should also check in with your local BDS-affiliated organization(s) to see if they have anything planned for these dates (if they don't, consider bringing it up to them)

If you're not familiar with any BDS-affiliated organizations in your country (or state/city), then take a look at BDS's "Join a Campaign'"page.

There's also a petition you can sign.

She Martin’ on my Scorsese till I Gonch Her Off

also, a friendly reminder, the world we live in now consists of an active genocide.

of warcrimes being posted on twitter by the official account of israeli government.

of people looking at children, women and men being bombed, killed, starved and butchered and saying it is okay because of a single terrorist group, THAT ISRAEL CREATED.

of westerners saying to look away from the slaughter happening in gaza because your mental health is more important than thousands of lives.

of israeli politicians straight up using propaganda from nazi handbooks to dehumanise palestinians, calling them less than human, less than the rest of us, animals.

and what one palestinian man posted on his social media hit me more than anything: “if we actually were animals, people would care.”

Cold Mornings

in which lazy mornings with your boyfriend are hard to come by, but he’s always looking for your warmth in the winter

todoroki natsuo x reader

word count: 1.4k genre: fluff type: one-shot reader: neutral (no pronouns, neutral terms, neutral clothing) warnings: little makeout

derived from this prompt fill

“s’cold,” he mumbles, and you raise your mug up to your mouth to hide your grin.

“maybe you should put on a shirt, then,” you reply. he’s in nothing but a pair of flannel sleep pants, and though you’re not complaining about his bare chest, the solution to his problem is fairly obvious.

“you’re wearing, like, all of my clean ones.”

“oops. too slow.”

“you’re lucky you look better in them than i do.”

When you met Natsuo two years ago as a first year university student, you’d never have guessed how goddamn cold the man gets in the winter.

The first year you simply laughed at his daily whining about the temperature every time you went outside; he’d drag you to get hot drinks at cafés and show up to study sessions with no less than five layers on his torso to defend against the chill outside. Now, though—a solid few months into dating him—his go-to way of warming up is leaching heat from you.

It’s not like you’d complain. Sure, it’d be a bit nicer in the summer, but any excuse to let your boyfriend cling to you is a good one. You just make sure there’s plenty of blankets on the bed when you spend the night.

This morning, you wake up under the aforementioned plenty of blankets with Natsuo curled up against your chest as close as humanly possible, nothing below your eyes above the blanket—but that’s enough to see the heavy snowfall through the window on the other side of the bed you’re laying in.

Despite Natsuo’s distaste for the temperature, you’ve always loved the winter. Waking up like this, the snuggly heat of the blankets and your boyfriend’s broad chest against you, is undeniably something you’ve been enjoying since early November.

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