#reference to Back to School on here

[vigilante-bardock]

Introduction to Fate

Orion's POV

It was dark and dusty.

That was all I could think of as I found myself in what looked like a library. An old and abandoned library that was in poor condition. The oddest thing that stuck out to me was the fact the books were new and unused.

"This is so weird..." I whispered as I looked around to see anything else that was odd. I then noticed that there was a person at the front of the library. He was a young man with short white hair and silver eyes. His armor reminded me of a Spartan but also had Gladiator bits in it. His ears were covered by a silver antenna on each side. He looked at me for a moment, then walked up to me and said, "For the Star to rise, the Guard must fall."

"I'm sorry, what?" I inquired, confused by what he said.

He continued to walk toward me, finally stopping a couple inches away from my chest. He lifted a finger and pushed it against my forehead and said. "It's your turn, young one..."

I woke up with a gasp as day began. I looked at my alarm clock and saw that it was 5:00 am. Time to get up. I thought as I looked at Ariel and Dion. Ariel was sleeping in an anime-esque fashion. Dion was in a sleeping bag, with one of his books, Samurai of Domination, opened. Curious, I decided to pick it up and flipped to a random page before slamming it shut, my face now a brilliant scarlet red.

Oh jeez... I thought as I put the book down and go to the kitchen, hoping to drink the image out of me. I did not need to see all of that... porn... at this time time of day. I pulled out the coffee set that I had brought with me on the trip. I then pulled out four mugs, each a different color and design. I looked around and saw that Nathaniel had an automatic coffee maker in his kitchen.

"Perfect," I whispered as I pulled out my box of coffee pods. "Now to get to work." I murmured as I went to the fridge and began to grab ingredients to cook with.

1 hour later...

Ariel's POV

I woke up with a yawn and to the smell of eggs and... bacon? I sat up and followed the scent to see Orion cooking breakfast.

"Good morning," he greeted, not looking at me as he continued making breakfast. "I figured it might be a good idea to get a head start on our day and make a good first impression."

"That's very nice of you, Orion." I noted as I sat down at the table. "I didn't even know you could cook." Orion simply grinned as he pulled out some chopped potatoes and mixed it with the sausage.

"There's a lot you don't know about me Ariel." He replied. He then began mixing the mashed sausages by pouring the eggs on them. "Like the fact I can make chorizo taste like absolute heaven." He then pulled out 4 plates and began serving us.

"We'll see about that." I teased, patting his back. With that, Nathaniel and Dion got up and sat the the table.

"What's cooking?" Nathaniel asked, a little groggy from his sleep.

"A little peace of heaven called chorizo." Orion replied, grabbing the mugs and began serving coffee in them. "And coffee for each of us." He pointed at Nathaniel's red pink mug with a white and blue rabbit on its side. "I wasn't sure what to give you, so I whipped up a mixture of Black Magic and Mexican Altura ended up with something I like to call Magical Girl's Breath."

He pointed to Dion's purple tiger mug and said, "For Dion, I went with more basic brew, that being Donut Shop."

He then turned toward me, "Ariel was a bit difficult," he gestured to my red mug, " I couldn't decide at all what to give her, but ended up with Jamaican Blue Mountain."

"What about you?" Nathaniel asked, making a gesture towards Orion's pink mug.

"I went with Black Ivory." He replied, sitting down as he began to eat.

"This isn't bad." Nathaniel stated as he wolfed down the food. "It's certainly better that a certain cousin's cooking."

I balked, "What? If I remember correctly, it was you who thought it was a good idea to put glitter in the pancakes."

Nathaniel smiled as he shook his head, "Who was the one that poured the glitter, though?"

Orion and Dion started to laugh as Nathaniel and I bickered over the glitter pancakes.

"We better get going," Orion stated, "we're due at school in about an hour from now and I don't think it'd be a good idea if we made a bad first impression, right?"

"That reminds me," Nathaniel turned towards us. "What classes are you guys in anyway?"

We all looked at our schedules. "I'm in Ms Bustier's class, what about you guys?"

Orion looked up. "Same here. How about you Dion?" We turned towards Dion to hear his answer.

"I'm in Ms. Bustier's class as well..." he replied, unsure of the situation.

"Looks like we're all in the same situation then," I commented as we grabbed our stuff. "This way we can all keep an eye on each other's progress and help each other out when the need arises."

With that, we all went to school.

Dion's POV

The principle reminded me of Kobayawa from the Persona series. That wasn't to say that he was fat or anything like that. It just meant that he struck me as somewhat of a pushover and people pleaser.

I didn't trust him.

"-and that concludes our tour of the school," a girl named Marinette Dupain Cheng said, snapping me out of my thoughts. She was the class representative of Ms Bustier's class. I guess that meant she was the class president.

Didn't know that was a thing here in France.

Marinette struck me as someone who'd let her heart rule her head and was easily starstruck. She also struck me as a bit of a Mary Sue. However, I could tell that it was all just an act.

Needless to say, I didn't trust her either.

"Do you have any questions?" The bluenette asked, getting my attention.

"No, not really." Orion replied. "Thanks for the tour though!" Marinette nodded as she led us back to the classroom.

"So what do you guys think of Paris so far?" Marinette inquired, no doubt trying to find something out about us.

"It's okay," Orion admitted. "We have noticed something though."

"Really?" Marinette noticed, "What would that be?"

"I noticed how some people keep referring to Ms Bustier's class as the Akuma class." Ariel answered, a glint of caution in her eyes that didn't go unnoticed by me or Orion. "Why is that?"

Marinette sighed for a moment. "It's because, well... it's because our class has the most people that were Akumatized."

"Have you?" I asked in a polite tone, hoping not to press her.

She shook her head. "No, not yet." She then turned around and led us to the classroom. "And hopefully never..." I heard her whisper.

"So..." I remarked, "Anyone we need to worry about or avoid?" I figured that since we would be going to a school like Francoise Dupont, there was bound to be people that were unpleasant.

"There's Chloe..." Marinette replied, her eyes giving out a hint of annoyance at the mere mention of the name. "She's the Mayor's daughter and likes to abuse her position as such. She's usually followed by her 'friend' Sabrina."

"Is Sabrina a bad person? I asked.

"No," Marinette replied. "She's really more of a mindless minion that her own person."

"I see..." I really didn't.

"Well," Marinette said as she picked up her binder and began walking. "We'd better get to class. New student or not, Mr Jackson doesn't discriminate when it comes to tardy students."

"Mr Jackson?" I asked. "Who's that?"

"Our history teacher." Marinette replied, "He was a Vietnam veteran before he became a teacher here."

"What's he like?" Orion inquired.

"He's... dedicated to his work..." Marinette trailed off as we walked to the classroom.

"Hey," I heard Ariel whisper in Yiddish, getting both mine and Orion's attention. "Did you guys notice?"

"Notice what?" I asked in Irish Gaelic, confused by what she said.

"How she resembles Maraquita without her costume on?" Orion replied in Greek. "That's probably a coincidence, but we ought keep an eye on her just in case."

Orion's POV

Mr Jackson was a rather portly fellow and well composed for someone who participated in Vietnam. He was around Dion's height with a Professor Port look to him.

"History," he began, "is a very important and sacred part of the world." He began walking around the classroom. "It's much like how a pastor sees the bible, it's sacred. How the farmer holds the ground between his hands as he tills the soil to make crops, it's sacred. Or how people here see the Eiffel tower and beam with pride, it's sacred. History is what shapes us as a species and individual." He turned towards us students. "Now would anyone like to tell me why in 1975, the US pulled their troops out of Vietnam?" No one answered for a moment.

Finally, Marinette raised her hand, her face full of confidence.

"Yes?" Mr Jackson said as he pointed at Marinette.

"The failure of Vietnamization to win popular support caused an ongoing erosion of confidence in the various American but illegal Saigon regimes." She finished, her face displaying the biggest shit eating grin I had ever seen.

Oh jeez... I thought as I noticed the sudden change in the atmosphere in the room. That probably wasn't the right thing to say to a Vietnam veteran.

Mr Jackson lightly chuckled as he ever so slightly shook his head. "Is she right?" He asked the classroom, the smile never leaving his face. "Because I know that's the popular version of what went on over there. I wish I could believe it but I was there. I wasn't in a classroom, thinking about it, hoping I was right," Mr Jackson then pointed at his legs and yelled, "I WAS UP TO MY KNEES IN RICE PATTIES, WITH GUNS THAT DIDN'T WORK, GOING UP AGAINST CHARLIE, SLUGGING IT OUT WITH HIM!" He then pointed at Marinette, who had a look of confusion and fear on her face. "WHILE PUSSIES LIKE YOU WERE BACK HERE PARTYING, PUTTING ON HEADBANDS, DOING DRUGS, LISTENING TO THE GODDAMN BEATLE ALBUMS!!!" Mr. Jackson then began screaming at Marinette, almost making her cry. Dion couldn't help but almost laugh at this scene. Ariel was watching with complete horror and I was just mildly amused by the spectacle taking place.

Suddenly, the door slammed open as Ms Bustier and Ms Mendeliev ran in, grabbed Mr Jackson by the arms, and dragged him out while he was kicking and screaming.

Everyone was quiet for a moment, unsure as to what the hell had just happened.

~|~

"So..." I heard Dion say as we exited the classroom. "you want to talk about what just happened?" It was the end of the school day and we were meeting up with Nathaniel so we could walk home.

"I'm not sure what just happened..." I replied. "But I will say this: That was hilarious!" I started laughing quietly as other students began passing by us.

"That was.. something." Ariel murmured, not noticing the blonde in front of her.

"Yeah," the blonde said, "Mr Jackson can get pretty intense when you bring up his time in the military." He turned around to face us. He was a short haired blonde with green eyes. His shirt was black with different colored stripes with a white collared button-up shirt that hung open. "But he's a pretty nice guy once you get to know him."

"And you are?" Ariel asked, a little confused at the sudden interruption.

"I'm sorry," the boy said, "where are my manners? My name's Adrien Agreste." He said his own name like he was supposed to be someone important but instead we just looked at him like he was some kind of moron.

"Okay, and?" I replied, not understanding him.

"I'm the model for the Agreste fashion line?" He replied.

"Nope," Dion commented, shaking his head. "Still doesn't ring a bell."

"Huh," Adrien remarked, his face now an expression of deep thought. "Weird." He then looked at us and asked, "Who're you guys?"

I pushed up my glasses. "My name is Orion Pax." I replied.

"Ariel Kurtzberg." Ariel introduced herself, "You might know Nathaniel Kurtzberg, we're cousins."

"I'm Dion Mcfinnigan," Dion simply said. Adrien looked at him closely. "What?" Dion inquired.

"You look like someone I know." Adrien commented. "Have we met?"

Dion chuckled, "I get that a lot." He shook his head. "Sorry though, you might have me confused for someone else."

"Hm," Adrien went before shrugging it off. "That being said, what's your opinion on Paris so far?"

"A little too lively for my liking," I replied, "but I really like the cultural differences between here and America."

"I personally love the food here!" Ariel commented, her eyes in a dreamy state. "It's amazing what you have you here!"

"It's alright," Dion said, "speaking of eating though, do you know where we can get something to eat?"

"I've heard that there was a bakery around here that's pretty good." The model replied. He then received a text on his phone, his face now changing into a depressed expression. "I've gotta go," he said as he gathered his belongings, "It was nice meeting you guys!"

We all waved back at him as he left in a limo with the door being opened by a rather large man who had a gorilla like face.

"Is it me," I whispered in Greek as we walked towards the art room. "Or does he remind you of Gato Negro as well?"

"It could be a coincidence for sure," Dion replied in Irish Gaelic as we turned a corner. "Still too early to know for sure." He sighed, "we should keep on an eye on him as well, though, just in case."

"Definitely," Ariel commented in Yiddish. "Can you imagine how stupid we'd look if we told everyone that Marinette Dupain-Cheng and Adrien Agreste were really Ladybug and Chat Noir without having any proof? We'd look like idiots for sure!"

We stopped in front the art room as Ariel opened the door. Nathaniel was sleeping at his desk, exhausted by his art project.

Ariel's POV

I smiled as I saw Nathaniel peacefully asleep at his desk. I remembered when we were kids he would always be drawing something. Judging from his current drawing, he appeared to have a fascination with Ladybug. "Nathaniel," I said, shaking him lightly, "It's time to go home." . Nathaniel groaned as he gently pushed my hand away. "Please mom..." he moaned as he turned in his chair, "5 more minutes..." I grew sad as he said this.

Nathaniel's mother, my aunt Ruth, had passed away when we were in Kindergarten. She was terminally ill due to her type 2 diabetes and constant back problems. It was about 5 days after Nathaniel's 8th birthday when they found her dead in her favorite chair. She had apparently fallen asleep reading her favorite book and never woke up.

"Nathaniel," I repeated, shaking him a little bit harder, "It's me, Ariel." Nathaniel woke up, his eyes still somewhat shut. "Let's get you back home, Da Vinci." I said, using my nickname for him. I helped pull him up from his chair as he sluggishly got up and hobbled towards the door. I motioned for Orion and Dion to grab his stuff as we exited the art club.

"What with him?" Orion inquired as he grabbed Nathaniel's art supplies.

"He fell asleep while working on a project." I replied, trying not to let go of him so he could accidentally walk into a wall. "He's done this before."

"I see..." Dion commented, grabbing his backpack.

"It's probably best if we dropped him off at the house first and then head to that bakery." I said as we walked off the school grounds.

Dion'sPOV

We had just dropped Nathaniel off at the house when we decided to take advice from the Agreste kid and head on over to the bakery to get something to eat.

"I'm getting macaroons," I said, imagining all the different colored macaroons.

"I want croissants!" Ariel commented, her mouth already watering from just imagining them.

"Anything is fine for me, I guess..." Orion trailed off. An action that did not go unnoticed by me or Ariel.

"What is it?" I asked looking to where he been staring at.

"I don't know..." Orion replied. "I think something's calling to me..." At first I thought he was crazy but then I heard a voice speak.

"Come...." It said, whispering in my mind as the three of us stopped what we were doing and followed the voice.

It was a while before we eventually found the point of origin for the mysterious voice. That being a large empty field...

"Well," Orion remarked as he looked around the field. "This was a bust." He sighed as he turned around. "What did I expect though? Following a voice in my head now sounds extremely stu-GAH!" He never got to finish his sentence mainly because he fell into a rather large hole that was covered.

"Orion!" Ariel and I screamed, running towards where he had fell.

"Are you alright?" I asked, hoping that nothing happened to him. A thud was our answer.

Orion's POV

It wasn't that deep of a hole, it just could easily catch you off guard if you weren't paying attention. After I had recovered from my fall, I got up and dusted myself off.

That wasn't too bad of a fall. I thought as I rubbed my sore butt. Could've been worse. A whole lot worse. I looked around to see if there was anything I could use to lift myself out of the hole. I then turned around and let out a loud yelp as I saw something terrifying: a screaming mummy like robot with one of its mechanical fingers stretched out.

It was knight-like in appearance with the outer plating partially rusted away to where its internals were exposed but there was still enough to tell what it had once looked. It seemed old, like really old. Did I mention that it was big, too?

"Orion!" I heard Ariel and Dion say.

"Are you alright?!" I heard Ariel scream as I looked towards where I fell from.

"You guys need to see this!" I yelled. "I can't even begin to describe what I'm seeing!" A few minutes later I heard a thud and two voices grunting in pain.

"That fall's quite the doozy, huh?" Ariel asked as she dusted her skirt off.

"You have a skirt to slow the fall," Dion replied, rubbing his butt. "Orion and I just have pants." He then noticed the Robo-knight behind me.

"Whoa..." Ariel commented as she got a closer look. "That is one giant knight..."

"I think it might be something else..." I said looking at it. "Look at this," I pointed at some marks on its body. "It looked like it was attacked by something."

"Or someone..." Dion trailed off as he pointed at something else. It was a human skeleton that was dressed in knight armor. "They look ancient."

"Look at their faces and wounds," Ariel said, looking at both bodies. "It's almost like they died fighting each other..."

"Not just that," Dion commented. "There's more of these guys over there, look." He pointed to our right and sure enough, he was right. There more Robo-knights and human remains everywhere, scattered across the entire underground area.

"Looks like a battle took place here," I noted. "Or maybe a war?"

Ariel shook her head, "Maybe it was a tournament gone wrong?"

"I think the giants are alien robots." Dion said. "It's the only logical explanation as to why they look so advanced."

"Aliens?" Ariel deadpanned, "Really?"

"It makes sense..." Dion replied.

"Guys..." I remarked, getting their attention. "What's that?" We saw a light from behind a Robo-knight emanating. The Robo-knight in question had the look of Sauron, the main villain from the Lord of the Rings films. He just needed the one ring and it completed the image.

"It feels... familiar..." Dion whispered. "So weird..."

"I know..." Ariel replied her eyes fixated on the blue glow. "We should check it out."

I looked at them before nodding. "You're right," I remarked. "There's no way of knowing unless we check it out..." We were about to enter it when I suddenly added, "We better be careful. There's no telling what's over there..." Realizing I was right, Dion looked around and saw a dead human knight with a sledgehammer next to it.

"Forgive me sir," he said, putting his hands together in prayer and bowing in respect. "I must use this to defend myself. I hope it won't be a bother..." He then picked up the sledgehammer before rejoining us.

Ariel decided to grab a set of daggers from a deceased assassin. "These have gotta be some use," she argued, "otherwise they wouldn't be here in the first place."

I looked around to see a sword sticking out of a dead body. "I'll go with this." I told myself. I tried it pick it up but instead was surprised with a lot of resistance from the blade. I grunted as I kept pulling on the sword until I accidentally let go and landed near a giant sword that was in the wall. Groaning, I pulled myself up only to hear a loud click. Ariel, Dion, and I looked at the sword as it suddenly began to change size.

Whrr-tschzz-tschzz-tschzz-chk!

The sword did nothing before suddenly shifting between sizes as we watched. The blade began to crumble itself, almost like it was made of tiny cubes, somehow reducing its size. When it was done, it looked like it was about the size someone my own height and weight would wield.

"What the heck...?" I whispered, looking in awe as I studied it. It was European in origin, almost like something out of the legends of King Arthur.

(Sword from The Last Knight)

"Shall we?" Ariel said, getting our attention before pointing at the blue light.

"Yeah..." I replied, slowly moving. "Follow my lead..." I placed myself in front of them as we walked towards the light, ready for anything....

[literaryvein-reblogs]

Do you use AI generators to compile or scrape this information?

no

[magiefish]

The more shit changes for me the more it stays the same….

Anyway, I cannot emphasise enough that Turlough tries to murder the Doctor with a rock the first time they meet and they still have the most healthy and functional relationship out of these three. Which isn’t saying much.

[Image ID: Paired images of characters from different media against a white background. The pairs are: Henry Stein and Joey Drew, Gabriel John Utterson and Dr. Henry Jekyll, and the Fifth Doctor and Vislor Turlough. The text below reads: “Ah yes, a guy with the emotional range of a dead fish and a guy who would lie for a can of Pepsi Cola, just like I ordered.” Image ID Ends.]

[annoying--moth]

Even more Shego doodles for y'all

The top right is kind of a continuation of a different post I made (about Shego picking up science-y stuff from working for Drakken for so long)

[tainebot01]

Another Ace Attorney animatic, this time inspired by a video by @arcticflakes here!

[lesbianaelwen]

I was wondering who kipperlily was reminding me of, and I finally remembered last night—ocean from ride the cyclone. as in, yes, these morals are fucked but also this is a child. it is the moral duty of the adults around her to foster better morals and traits like compassion and empathy. I can’t blame her for being so primed to be taken advantage of; that being said, if/when that influence is removed and if she is given a chance to change, that is on her.

in a meta sense, brennan has established that there is a difference in the teenage villains he creates, and the vast majority of them are not pure irredeemable evil—they were influenced/groomed into their role and given external support/the ability to be free from that and change, they take it. how I’m seeing it, that’s being set up for at least a few of the rat grinders.

[edge-oftheworld]

somewhere running about in sydney is the guy who got absolutely destroyed on live tv about punishing kids (michael) for wearing the wrong socks. and idk i just think about it from time to time

[hplonesomeart]

Wohoo animation update I guess wow cool fast paced camera pan stuff wowwww

[ophthalmotropy]

One of my professors literally had to do a thousand disclaimers whenever he brought up Marxist theories as a framework. Not even in a political context, he taught literature. I think someone trying to say something good about fucking Hitler would've felt less unsafe than he did at that moment.

[galahadenough]

This is a scene from one of the best things I’ve ever read, book or fanfic, Blind, But Now by aperplexingpuzzle on ao3 (currently @ghirahimbo here)! I cannot recommend this story enough!

If a legend is a regal and intricately woven tapestry, hung on a distant wall, then BBN is that tapestry up close. It takes the legend and lets you see the threads, lets you feel the texture. Every knot, every spot worn smooth over time. The story sees both the original image and the pieces that make up the image. It looks at how the journey weathered the tapestry, looking at the broken threads, the frayed and discolored spots, and sees an image made all the more beautiful because it doesn’t just tell the story of the legend but the story of the tapestry.

This scene really gave me such a deep, almost physical feeling of the heat and immensity of the region. It stays with me and is one of the first scenes that comes to mind when I think about the story. I was hoping to catch a little of that, plus the overall feeling of their encounter, that edge of potential. Potential danger and potential.. something else.

[willczek-art]

Sketches, reference and moodboards for a new school project!

This one was a random pull from my bank of unused ideas and I'm curious to see where it will go :³

[reblogs are discouraged, this is just for personal archival purposes :³]

[daydreamerdrew]

Iron Man (1968) #104

[xcziel]

feeling nostalgic and watching utube reactors discover classic songs and then feeling both old and incredulous

[stellarstarryyy]

Demigirl pride merch acquired and my parents are non the wiser; mission accomplished

[oneofthosecrazycatladies]

Okay so we have this huge problem with forgetting about everything that’s happened by the time the next election rolls around so I’d like to keep a running list of things as they’re happening to help remind us when the 2026 midterms roll around. And please add to this if I’ve missed anything.

January 2025:

Donald Trump pardoned 1500 people who participated in the insurrection of January 6th, including those who violently assaulted and nearly killed police officers.

Donald Trump has declared that trans and non-binary people don’t exist.

Donald Trump is working towards firing everyone in the government who isn’t loyal to him.

Donald Trump has effectively fired everyone who he claims is an “illegal DEI hire” …whatever that means

Donald Trump pulled out of the Paris Climate Agreement and the World Health Organization

Congress are trying to pass the Laken Riley Act to, effectively, round up every immigrant in the country, including LEGAL immigrants

Donald Trump removed caps on prescription drug prices.

Donald Trump wants to withhold federal aid to help combat the LA wildfires and help the thousands of people who have been displaced and lost their homes.

The Department of Justice has put a hold on all civil rights cases.

Donald Trump has cut off aid to Ukraine.

Laken Riley Act has been passed by Congress and is awaiting being signed into law by the President. Here’s the breakdown of the votes: House Senate

Donald Trump purged a dozen inspectors general from the federal government and intends to replace them all with people loyal to him.

Pete Hegseth has been confirmed as Secretary of Defense. Here’s the breakdown of how the Senate voted. Note, it was a 50-50 tie that JD Vance had to break.

Donald Trump imposed a 25% tariff on Colombia after the Colombian government turned away two airplanes carrying migrants. Columbia has retaliated by imposing a 25% tariff of its own on US goods.

Donald Trump has also issued a travel ban for Colombian citizens and revoked visas from Colombian migrants coming to the US.

Donald Trump has now backed off the tariffs and other threats against Colombia. Note for future reference: this comes just hours after Trump made the threat in the first place and he and the Colombian president got into a big fight on social media.

Nearly 1,000 migrants were arrested mostly in Chicago on January 26th by ICE and ICE has been told to meet a quota of 75 migrant arrests every day.

Donald Trump rescinded an anti-discrimination executive order from Lyndon B. Johnson

Donald Trump signed an executive order banning trans people from serving in the military and also ordered that people who were discharged for refusing to get mandatory vaccines be reinstated.

Donald Trump has frozen all federal grants to institutions.

After pressure from state governments, activist groups, and the general public, the White House has rolled back some of the freezes on federal funding.

Representative Andy Ogles (R-TN) has proposed a change to the 22nd Amendment to allow Donald Trump, specifically, to serve a third term.

Donald Trump is trying to fire all federal employees who don’t want to return to the office (work-from-home saves the federal government millions of taxpayer dollars in overhead). He also sent an email to federal employees saying that if they’re not loyal to him, they’ll be investigated.

Donald Trump has signed the Laken Riley Act into law.

Donald Trump has said he doesn’t think Palestinians should be allowed to return to Gaza but instead should be sent to Egypt and Jordan.

Native Americans have been targeted by ICE raids.

Donald Trump has ordered undocumented immigrants to be sent to Guantanamo Bay

Donald Trump signed an executive order to expand federal funding for school choice programs. [x]

Donald Trump signed an executive order saying that he will deport visa-holding students who protest against Israel. [x]

Donald Trump has blamed DEI for the plane crash that killed 67 people in Washington D. C. [x]

Donald Trump signed an executive order that schools should no longer teach about racism and discrimination. And that schools should only teach history that is “patriotic” [x]

Florida Representative Anna Paulina Luna wants to add Donald Trump’s face to Mount Rushmore. [x]

Trump’s Department of Education has called book bans a hoax. [x]

The Department of Justice has barred certain news outlets from receiving information from the Pentagon. [x]

The Trump administration has fired multiple FBI officials who investigated the January 6th insurrection. [x]

February-June 2025

I’ll keep adding to this list as new things come up and, again, please feel free to add anything I’ve missed. I know that in this world of constant news it’s easy to forget, so let’s give our future selves a little help!

[icterid-rubus]

I want this week to be over and it only just started goddamnit.