- 𝐹𝑂𝑅 𝑀𝑌 𝐹𝐴𝑀𝐼𝐿𝑌,

at  this  approval  she  smiles  like  a  student  being  praised  by  their  favorite  teacher,  a  fuzzy  sensation  growing  inside  her  stomach  as  eyes  observe  him  take  the  tea.  choi  was  one  of  the  few  that  seemed  to  believe  in  her  and  not  in  the  faith  that  pentecost  had,  which  seemed  to  touch  her  both  like  a  gift  and  curse  alike  —  mako  smiled,  sitting  down  on  a  chair  politely,  liking  the  fact  that  the  crew  had  already  gone  to  sleep.    she’s  a  poised  person,  or  so  believed  to  be,  and  thus  smiled  faintly  and  lied  prettily  when  saying:

“ i’m  fine. ”    she  wasn’t  —  too  anxious  to  be,  too  dutiful  to  try  to  escape  it.    still,  tendo  would  know  the  truth  anyway.  he  always  seemed  to,  somehow,  ever  since  they  started  to  talk  more  during  their  hard  hours  of  work.    “ and  you? ”

endless list of favourite female characters [13/∞]: mako mori

(  various  dialogue  prompts  to  send  to  your  worst  enemy  (affectionate).  feel  free  to  change  how  you  seem  fit.  )

❛ oh great, it's you again. ❜

❛ you? kill me? that's funny. ❜

❛ for being someone you hate, i'm sure on your mind a lot. ❜

❛ you're the last person i wanted to see, actually. ❜

❛ do us both a favor. stay away from me. ❜

❛ you really are an asshole, you know that? ❜

❛ i'm the asshole? what does that make you then? ❜

❛ sometimes i think you must hate me. ❜

❛ i thought you said you never wanted to see me again. ❜

❛ if you want me to go, then you have to tell me to leave. ❜

❛ well, someone's cranky today. ❜

❛ well, someone needs to shut the fuck up. ❜

❛ just stay out of my way. ❜

❛ of all the idiots in the world, i'm stuck with you. ❜

❛ what is it you want this time? ❜

❛ sometimes i wonder if you're in love with me. ❜

❛ do you honestly think this is easy for me? ❜

❛ why would i ever want to be friends with you? ❜

❛ can we please just talk? ❜

❛ there is nothing for us to talk about. ❜

❛ you can yell at me later. just let me help you. ❜

❛ touch me, and you're dead. ❜

❛ oh, so now you care? ❜

❛ there is something deeply wrong with you. ❜

❛ i know i'm the last person you probably want to see, but... ❜

❛ you don't think we could be friends, do you? ❜

❛ i'm tired of fighting against you. ❜

❛ don't pretend you give a shit about me. ❜

❛ you're an idiot, but... i trust you. ❜

❛ oh, don't be cute. ❜

❛ wait, did you just say that i'm cute? ❜

❛ we're not good for each other. ❜

❛ if i say yes, will you shut up? ❜

❛ don't you have to be stupid somewhere else? ❜

❛ maybe we should kiss just to break the tension. ❜

❛ i'm sorry i can't turn off my feelings as easily as you. ❜

❛ maybe there's a universe out there where we're friends. ❜

❛ how can you be so smart yet so dumb at the same time? ❜

❛ don't think this changes anything between us. ❜

❛ you look ridiculous in that outfit, by the way. ❜

❛ if you die, i'll kill you. ❜

❛ is that a challenge? ❜

❛ ah, so you're not heartless after all. ❜

❛ i don't think i've ever seen you smile. ❜

❛ you never cared about me, so why now? ❜

❛ why didn't you kill me when you had the chance? ❜

❛ i don't even remember why we started fighting. ❜

❛ i don't have time for distractions right now. ❜

❛ you're not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜

despite   having   lived   &   been   around   london   most   of   his   life   ,   the   duke   finds   himself   still   crossing   paths   with   new   faces   from   time   to   time.   as   he   enters   the   boxing   arena   in   hopes   of   finding   friends   &   entertainment   ,   he   sees   the   young   miss   mori   in   attendance   as   well   ,   a   woman   who   has   attracted   much   attention   amongst   the   ton.   it   is   unknown   to   mason   if   she   is   attending   unchaperoned   ,   but   he   knew   better   than   to   not   take   this   opportunity   for   what   it   was   &   introduce   himself   properly   to   the   young   miss.   ❝   miss   mori   ,   i   take   it   ?   ❞   mason   says   softly   ,   allowing   himself   a   short   bow   in   introduction.   ❝   forgive   the   intrusion.   i   saw   you   from   across   the   way   &   thought   it   was   best   i   take   the   opportunity   to   introduce   myself.   i'm   mason   greene   .   .   .   er   ,   i   mean   the   duke   of   kingsbury.   ❞  he   clears   his   throat   ,   a   bit   embarrassed   by   the   slight   fumble   there.   he   still   isn't   used   to   presenting   himself   by   his   title   yet & it'll take time for him to adjust to his new responsibilities.   ❝   are   you   here   alone   ,   or   .   .   .   ?   ❞   he   does   want   to   assume   ,   but   it   is   looked   down   upon   for   a   lady   to   be   anywhere   without   company.   ❝   if   you'd   like   ,   i   could   join   you.   &   don't   worry   ,   i'm   not   doing   this   to   court   you   or   anything   ,   i   simply   like   to   get   to   know   people   around   here.   i   take   pride   in   getting   to   know   everyone   &   making   new   acquaintances.   ❞

things  around  here  were  different,  she’d  soon  discovered.  apparently,  to  watch  fights  was  not  something  an  unchaperoned  young  woman  ought  to  do      —-      but  hell  would  turn  cold  before  whispers  frightened  her  even  more  in  a  different  country  than  they  had  back  in  osaka,  pride  ever  soaring,  soft  eyes  ever  so  soft.        heart  soared  to  watch  the  movements  and  the  flesh  colliding,  the  sweat,  the  adrenaline  she’d  missed  without  a  quarterstaff  and  her  swords  —  not  allowed  to  practice  even  inside  their  house’s  tight  walls.        the  servants  might  speak,  her  sensei  had  said,  as  if  they  weren’t  already.          everywhere  she  looked  someone  was  staring  intently,  wondering  who  she  was,  asking  it  out  loud,  before  another  replied;    a  protegeé  of  general  pentecost.          he  used  to  be  a  marquis  before  joining  the  military.              𝚂𝚄𝙲𝙷  𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙲𝚃,    𝙻𝙾𝚂𝚃  𝙵𝙾𝚁  𝙰  𝙱𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝙳  FROM  THE  OTHER  SIDE  OF  THE  WORLD.

i’m  not  a  war  child.    mako  thought  bitterly,    trying  to  look  straight  up  at  the  arena.    not  the  way  they  think  —  and  all  was  going  well,  silently,  until  someone  approached  her.      mako  fought  back  a  groan  and  stared  back,    eyes  wide,    mouth  parted  in  lack  of  recognition.    the  man  seems  kind.    that  was  the  first  thought.    the  second  was  that  he  spoke  too  much  and  too  fast,    something  that  would  bother  her  immediately  if  not  for  the  sing-like  nature  of  his  speech.        

Rightfully so, I have gotten messages worrying if everything I post is legit (I try my best to make sure the answer is yes), but here’s a masterlist of ones that one or more people have confirmed are legit Palestinians. Most are from the blogs @el-shab-hussein, @ibtisams, @palestinecharitycommissionsassoc ,@90-ghost, @nabulsi and @palipunk

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