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the best thing about tumblr is that you can watch a show and then you come here and someone has made a gifset of it and you can put it on your blog like a sticker in a journal

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please take your time into reading what's been happening in my country. the government imposed a broadcast ban on the cases, and we're trying to spread the news through tags internationally to amplify our voices

protests are being held and there's a hashtag campaign on tw1tter planned for oct 8. here's what you can do

original thread. you can also read on the istanbul convention there

thread on the case and why turkish women are in danger

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Semih Çelik murdered two 19 year old girls, İkbal Uzuner and Ayşenur Halil. He slit Ayşenur's throat and dismembered İkbal Uzuner on top of the city walls. He threw her various body parts to the street, including her severed head. spread the tag: #turkishwomenareindanger.

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GLOBAL CALL FROM TURKISH WOMEN

PLEASE RETWEET AS MUCH AS YOU CAN! PLEASE TAG OTHER PEOPLE. WE NEED HELP.

@ivystoryweaver @satans-helper @allmoshnobrain @cordeliawhohung @simpbyday @bluebellhairpin @saphhonic @cower-before-power @prettyiwa @spicedmilktea @lue-arlert @ssslime @braunsbb @whats-her-quirk

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finally at that point in my life!! undiagnosed but everyone is pretty sure.

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𝙰𝚞𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝟷𝟻, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟹 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟶 -𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟹

[ID: I’ll shut myself off from everyone to the point of insensibility. Make an enemy of everyone, speak to no one. END ID]

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Sister Michael: An Icon DERRY GIRLS (2018 - 2022)

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guys apparently i have a stalker n i j found out about him bc he's telling me rn. im scared.

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In a uquiz mood tonight

Which ao3 tag are you?

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In 2020 we celebrated the thirtieth anniversary of the Good Omens book on the May 1st, only to learn later that it was not the correct date! :D

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i hate when i send someone a meme in another language and they're like "uhm... translate? 😒" fucker i sent you a meme where 90% of the words have an english cognate and/or you don't need to know what they're saying to find it funny. can you at least TRY

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'you still listen to music from 10 years ago 🤨?' bitch if prehistoric humans had audio recording technology id be sat up here listening to grog and unga bunga's greatest hits don't play with me

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Distracted

Matt murdock x fem!reader

summary: basically inspired by this moodboard of @burnthoneymint. don't forget to check her blog! she's super talented!!

word count: 0.7k

warnings: fluff, suggestive language(Matt is such a manwhore hehe), mentions of the reader's hair(just once though still), as always if i missed anything.

A/N: may or may not write a part two for this. But you guys know me it takes months for me to write a second part :)

masterlist | library | taglist

The door, which was three feet away from Matt, opened with an ear scratching squeal. Hurried clicks of your heels filled the deathly still room with life for a moment. He waited patiently as you calmed your breathing, listening to the way your blood flow turned to normal. Your fingers brushed your hair back and the smell of your cologne filled his lungs. A felicitous smile planted on his lips.

“Sorry, I’m late,” you whispered, carefully pulling the chair beside him. You studied his side profile, his soft brown eyes hidden under his glasses, his nose under them and to his lips that formed into a smile. You mimicked it unbeware.

“It’s alright.” his smile widened slowly, turning towards you. “You don’t need to whisper, we’re the only ones here.”

“Oh – okay.” you looked around. It was a small room, reserved for the law students. But in reality, there weren't many students who studied here. Even the library custodian wouldn’t stay here most of the time. “But this is still a library after all.”

A chuckle set itself free from his lips. “But there is no one else to kick us out for making noises.” you blushed hard at his words. That wasn’t obviously what he meant but hearing such words from him was enough for your mind to wander around places it shouldn’t be.

Matt bit the inside of his cheek, listening to the reaction of your body after his words. “Shall we?” he motioned the books that were laying on the table.

You nodded, without noticing how dumb your action was. “Yeah, sure.”

Time lost its sense when Matt was around. He knew how to talk to women, he knew how to catch you off guard, how to get you on the ropes. No matter how bold, witty you were, words were refusing to leave your mouth while you're with Matt. And in a way you couldn’t quite tell how, Matt knew it very well.

“Hey,” he placed a hand on your knee, “you’re zoned out, again.” He started to laugh when you froze, eyes fixed on where his hand was touching your knee. “Sweetheart, you gotta talk to me. How else am I going to know you’re still there?”

Your heart was pounding in your ears, body sweating as you’d just run a whole marathon. “I got – uhm,” you swallowed, “a little distracted.”

“A little? I don’t think you’ve ever paid attention to studying today.” The amusement in his voice drove you mad. He knew exactly what he was doing and he didn’t seem like he was planning to stop his little flirting game.

He leaned to your face, the hand on your knee finding its way up through your leg with leaden steps. “Where is your mind wandering?” he whispered.

“Nowhere.”

“Nowhere?” he tutted his breath on your neck. He listened to your pulsation, felt the way your body quivered under his touch and the smell of your arousal – it all drove him insane. “What a shame.”

You turned to face him, his empty hand slipping under your chin, grasping it lightly. You parted your lips, eyes fluttering close as his lips ghosted over yours –

“Ahem! The library is closed.” The custodian stepped in, looking boredly at the two of you. You immediately pulled yourself away from him, missing the pageant smile on his face.

“Sorry,” you smiled clumsily at the custodian, starting to gather the books.“ We lost track of time.”

“I can see that,” he grumbled, stepping out of the room.

“We’re leaving now, come on Matt.” You dragged him outside by the arm, trying to move away as fast as possible. Unlike you, Matt was walking slowly, laughing at your frustration.

“Would you stop laughing? This is embarrassing. He probably thought that we were –”

“What?” he stopped, still smiling in a way that made your heart stutter. “Distracting each other?”

“I –” you looked away, mind empty again, unable to form a sentence. Then you saw your way out, biting back a smile. “Foggy is coming, I’ll see you later Matt.”

You practically ran away from him, hating the power he had on you.

Meanwhile, Foggy reached Matt’s near, looking behind you with him. “How do you find those pretty girls, I never understand.”

general taglist: @scandalous-chaos and also @leydileyla she was looking for this :))

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Frog and Toad are Friends