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@thebookmarkedone / thebookmarkedone.tumblr.com

// I look for you in the wondrous sea but will I ever find me? //
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bakwaaas

ah yes the five love languages

- making a cup of tea just how they like it

- peeling a tangerine and sharing the slices

- buying their favourite snack or drink when you see it randomly while shopping

- making a warm meal and serving it in bed when they’re sick

- cutting up slices of fruit for them

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jordaclan

AAAHHH i hit my first hundred!! this may seem like kind of a small milestone, but i actually hit 100 not even 24 hours after i remade and i was so overwhelmed by the fact that so many of you still wanted me around i’m 🥺 so as a little thank you here are some of my favourite blogs on tumblr! [who somehow also happen to be mutuals with me 👁️👄👁️] some are old, some are new, but all are wonderful :D (also, many many of these are content creators, and amazing ones too at that! go check them out!)

[and if you see you’re mentioned in this and you don’t want to interact, then please feel free to ignore it entirely! this is just to show my appreciation and i don’t want anyone to feel obligated to interact with this <3] 

[[ p.s: i love each and every person that somehow decides to follow me! the only reason i haven’t followed you back is just a conflict of interests please don’t think i don’t love you i love you all the same <3 ]]

here it is under the cut! love you all <3

Awwww I'm so proud of you Fatimaaa!

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b for blue sargent » chosen by @audreyrose

↳ she was decidedly uncomfortable with the switchblade. although she very much liked the idea of it — blue sargent, desperado; blue sargent, superhero; blue sargent, badass — she suspected that the only thing she would cut the first time she opened it was herself.
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300 Followers TV Tropes Edits: @gayflint asked                                      The Raven Cycle + The Four Philosophy Ensemble

This is a trope applying to the dynamics of groups of four. While the Four-Temperament Ensemble seeks to classify members by their personality, this trope classifies members by their outlook, or life philosophy, especially as demonstrated when the Group is faced by a problem or challenge.
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It’s a breezy summer day and the rustling from the leaves outside sound like whispers from my small apartment. I’m sitting in front of my laptop, silently studying the 1.6 billion faces speaking simultaneously in front of me. It’s Monday, the day of the weekly conference call between all Muslims. We have been required to attend this Skype meeting from the the tender age of fetus, but I had never spoken in one of them before. 

That changes today. 

“Hey guys, what if…” I start to say. 

Nobody hears me, but I refuse to be silent. How could I show my face again on Tumblr if I couldn’t even save my mayonnaise friends from death? How could I expect to earn their respect? Anon was right; why hadn’t I done this before? Thousands of lives had paid the price for my ignorance, but not anymore.

“What if you guys….. stopped killing people.“ 

Suddenly, silence. 

1,643,398,023 pairs of eyes are on me. My heart is in my throat as the ISIS leader gives me a blank expression. 

A single tear rolls down my cheek. "Please.” I say with a broken voice. 

He is moved. 

“Aight”.

My fingers are almost shaking as I carefully type in the ten digit phone number I have had memorized my entire life. The buttons on my home phone seem to glow a bit more dull, and even the ringing of the phone from the other end seems to be agonized, almost as if the world is telling me to hang up. But I refuse to give up; I can’t let my lily-white friends down. Not again.

The phone rings once. Twice. Three times. Still no answer. Just as I am about to hang up, there is a click.

All I can hear is heavy breathing.

“Hello….” I say quietly, my voice shaking. “Is….. Is this Muslim?”

There was a long silence before I heard a voice answer “ya lol.”

“I was thinking………..” I begin cautiously. “Maybe murder is…………bad.”

“Habibi, I…..I don’t understand. What are you trying to say….?” The voice seems shaken.

“What if…….world peace is good and killing people is…………not good”

He lets out an audible gasp. “Are you saying ISIS is…….bad?”

“Maybe death is…….not good.” I continue. My heart is racing. I remind myself that I am saving thousands of lives, and inhale.

The silence from the other end of the line is almost deafening. He seemed to be thinking, as if he had never considered this idea before in his life. Truly I had opened his heart and his mind. This…. This could end terrorism.

“Muslim….Please.” I whisper.

I hear a tear roll down his cheek, with my Muslim Communication Hearing™, and hold my breath as he finally breathes out his next words.

“Kk.”

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Anonymous asked:

hii, i love your edits, pls make more!!!

Heyyy!

Thanks a ton!!

I have a few edits saved up :) I'll post them soon!

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Anonymous asked:

Your edits are amazing I love them all

Heyy

Thank youuu so muchhh!!

If you want to, you could give me some ideas for more edits :)

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sixthieves

@ravencyclenetwork search: series favorites

“I wish you could be kissed, Jane,” he said. “Because I would beg just one off you. Under all this.” He flailed an arm toward the stars. “And then we’d never say anything about it again.” “We can pretend. Just once. And then we’ll never say anything about it again.”
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