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#please get the reference oh god
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Israels actions against Palestine make me sick to my stomach. Every time I look at the news I see some new horror they are committing, and see how they are justifying the inexcusable, I feel sick to my stomach with rage. But now, in the heart of Ramadan, the word angry feels too small for the fire I feel in my chest.
Palestine will not be able to properly celebrate Ramadan this year. Trying to explain the situation to people who have never interacted with the community is difficult. Even when thinking to myself, I have the urge to compare it to what I know. "Imagine if there was no Christmas." "Imagine if someone took away Easter." "Imagine there was no food on Thanksgiving."
But Ramadan is not any of those things. The fact that there is no Ramadan in Palestine should be enough to make you angry.
I've been living in a muslim country for six months now. Ramadan is not nearly as festive as Eid was, but its presence is unmistakable. You can taste the joy in the air. Children here get out of school early this month. There is a school across from my home; I hear their laughter every day. String lights hang from the balconies of my neighbors, wrap around palm trees, dangle from streetlights. In the news I read that the Sheik has pardoned hundreds of prisoners, paying off their fines himself in the spirit of charity. Shops here are decorated to match, with cut out stars and crescent moons and streamers. Many shops offer discounts. "70% off home delivery."
There are festivals in the streets and lectures in the colleges.
It is wonderful. And the people of Palestine do not have this. Their fasting is forced, their children out of school by force, their houses lit by firebombs and not crescent moon LEDs, homes that smell of gunsmoke instead of oud.
I hate Israel. It feels childish to admit this. It feels like a shortcoming; hate is what causes this crisis, I should be able to focus on loving Palestine instead of adding more hate to the world. But it is a word I can't help but feel when I think about what Isreal has done, is doing, will do to the people of Palestine. What injustices they will force upon them next. Hate. It's not something I say lightly, but it is something I feel I must say.
I am not disappointed in Israel. I am not sympathetic to their 'cause.' I will not censor myself to sound more moderate, to convince the undecided. I hate Israel. I hate Israel. I hate Israel.
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birdricks · 3 months
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sleepyhead lol….
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tradetobest · 7 months
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king mcdavid and his prince consort leon (the lion) draisaitl
(based on this clip from an article mentioning these two)
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afranticsonicperson · 7 months
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i rewatched a playthrough of ddlc+ and
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ref under the drawing
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listen hold on hear me out okay hEAR ME OUT WAI-
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mrs-han · 1 year
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HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY <3
Can I request something fluffy with Jumin? I love how you write him being soft and fluffy, it's adorable!
Thank you <333
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HEYO, DEARIE!!
Omo, another legend has graced my lil blog, I am just LLFLLBLBLB ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️
Thank you so much for waiting, Star!!
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“What do you wanna watch?”
“Nothing.”
“Didn’t you want to see that new horror anthology series?”
“Yes.”
“So why can’t we watch that!”
Jumin pursed his lips — then very slowly looked at you.
“What!” You smiled, wiggling your toes in anticipation. “What was it called so I can look it up?”
Jumin said nothing, his eyes still staring into yours.
“What!!” You giggled, pressing your heel into his thigh.
“… Hm. Fifteen minutes.” Taking the remote from your hand, Jumin began to type in the name of the show.”
“Fifteen min — what are you talking about?” You sat up and hugged your knees.
Focused on the screen, Jumin’s hands affectionately stroked your calves. “Now, mmm, twenty-five minutes. Give or take.”
“… Okay, you’re being really creepy right now.”
Jumin turned his head, winked at you, and scrolled to the show’s icon. “Ready?”
“Wait, fifteen minutes for what? Twenty-five minutes for what!” Impatient, you reached over and pinched Jumin’s earlobe.
“Ow.”
“I’ll let go when you tell me what you’re talking about!”
“I can’t, mousseline. I’m conducting an experiment, and if I tell you what I’m doing, the results will be tainted.”
“Oh, so, you’re… conducting an experiment on me?!”
“And you are my first subject.” Bopping your nose, Jumin scrunched his nose impishly. “Congratulations.”
You scrunched your nose in retaliation. “Okay, what if I decide to not be around you! How about that!”
“Then, I would be a very sad man. Is that what you want?” Leaning on you, Jumin tried to get his lower lip to wobble. Tried. “Do you want me to be a very sad man?”
“… No,” you sighed, bunching your blankets and throwing them over Jumin and yourself.
“Back to my original hypothesis of fifteen minutes,” Jumin hummed, leaning into the couch.
“Play the stupid…!” You reached over, yanking the remote from Jumin’s (stupid) hands.
Jumin’s sonorous chuckle was that much harder to ignore.
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The Japanese horror anthology kept you on edge. With each episode about three to five minutes long, you and Jumin would take the time to understand what the more vague episodes meant.
And then, you started yawning.
Jumin glanced at you. “Are you tired, dear?”
“Nah, let’s keep going.” You played the next episode, scooting closer to your husband. “Maybe we can finish the first season and…” you yawned. “… haah… jump right into the third!”
“Maybe,” Jumin whispered, brushing your hair from your face and wrapping an arm around you. “Comfortable?”
“Very,” you nodded, still keeping your side of the blanket at eye level.
One episode went by. You grumpily insisted that analysis was unnecessary because the episode was fairly cut and dry.
Another episode went by. Your head felt heavier against Jumin’s shoulder; he pulled you into his lap, embracing you closely.
In the middle of the first season, you had gone totally silent. Your head lulled back as Jumin shifted; he lightly tapped your cheek. “Darling? Are you still with me?”
Your snore answered his question. Carrying you to the bed and tucking you in, Jumin chuckled. “Only you can fall asleep during Japanese horror.”
Your mouth fell open, jaw slack from the ease sleep brought. Hand moving over your jaw, Jumin kissed you, grinning against your lips.
“I was wrong… fifteen minutes was way too much time. How you managed to fall asleep in twelve minutes is baffling.” Swiping the drool coursing from your mouth, Jumin couldn’t help but laugh. “Now you see why watching a movie with you is near impossible.”
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bumblingbabooshka · 10 months
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Tuvok’s intake of breath/slight straightening of posture when Janeway says she spoke to his family before she left....................................................I can’t speak
#yes this is important enough to merit its own post <- favortism#Janeway & Tuvok are so <3#you know that fanfiction trope where Kirk is like 'Spock please - we're in private. No need with this Captain stuff' ?#they are the COMPLETE opposite HEHEHE#Janeway (to her friend of twenty years): Hello Mr. Tuvok. / Tuvok: Hello Captain v_v <- just got done telling an ensign that HE knows the#captain would not appreciate being referred to as 'ma'am'#Janeway & Tuvok: what if 'you're right as usual' could be our always?? <- something's wrong with them#AAAAAAAAA 'they're worried about you' (Vulcans do not worry) 'they...miss you.' (...as I do them.)#Then Janeway immediately rising with her wide eyes and promising to get him back to them like she's making a blood oath AAAAA#H E ALREADY MISSED THEM. HE ALREADY MISSED THEM AND THE Y ALREADY MISSED HIM.#Tuvok is the 'I lived bitch' meme twiceover but specifically to T'Pel#Tuvok's goes undercover with the Maquis - The Maquis ship is lost - Voyager is lost - Voyager is found but thousands of light years away -#AND YET HE MAKES IT BACK TO HER IN THE END#NO GRAVE CAN HOLD MY BODY DOWN!!!! I'LL CRAWL HOME TO HER!!!!!!#Anyway Janeway and Tuvok would make a blood oath to each other about anything they are so dramatic and duty bound#O H MYGFUCKING GOD IS THAT NEELIX~!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!#HI NEELIX~!!!!!!!!! <3<3<3 HIII!!!#Janeway (to some guy she found in a dumpster): My Name Is Captain Kathryn Janeway Of The Federation Starship V-#Also I love Neelix trying to act like 'oh there's just ONE thing really you could get me to make me cooperate...'#when the one thing is LITERALLY water...GIRL....!!!! HE 'S DYING!!!#me seeing the scene where Tuvok meets Neelix: WOOW just like leolaroot's moth to the flame music video!!#Tuvok's speech pattern my beloved <3#'I aSsure you that everything in thisrom HAS a specific fuuunctiooon.'#B'Elanna: (so scared she's literally shaking) Sorry I'm just freaking out bc I'm Klingon#BABY. GIRL. NO. YOU ARE /NOT/.#how she pronounces her name changes...here she says BAY-lanna instead of BUH-lanna#livetweeting
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starsandthorn · 9 months
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diluc standing directly in front of the fucking vase is killing me
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torchickentacos · 26 days
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we need to invent more shades of colors
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undermostcorgi · 1 month
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this piece is actually gonna take me forever it is hands down thee most ambitious thing i have EVER tried to draw but i really like how these lines have turned out so far and its gonna be a while before i can post it so have a teaser because i love you!!!!!! :3
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i'll do some explaining of the parents later but I've been doing some worldbuilding of the cult recently and that included naming old speakers of the cult (the position Sophia holds) and anyways the worst one was named 'Cassandra Wynecross' and she's the reason the cult went into its totally lockdown- people are barely allowed to leave and they dont trust anyone but themselves inside the cult anymore (she also killed a lot of people) but the point here is that Sophia's middle name is Cassandra. she's named after the most brutal speaker because her father- malcolm- is trying to justify himself staying in the cult (he was friends with someone who was trying to get him to leave) and raising children here and he believed that naming her after someone who implemented those laws might have forced him to feel connected to the cult again and feel drawn to stay and Sophia is Aware of this. it gives her a Lot of guilt. sometimes they will just spend hours under the portraits of the old speakers wondering if ve will actually have any impact on the cult like her namesake or if eye will fade into the background like some of the other old speakers have. this is not a healthy thing that sophia does and nor do they enjoy this ritual they have. Sophia does not like their middle name but she won't tell anyone this also another fun fact about the speakers- the youngest speaker to die was 14. sophia is the second youngest at 17.
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camellcat · 2 months
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every time I remember no hot ashes/bad wolf I just. oh my god. ROSE TYLER AND MICKEY SMITH AND THEIR LITTLE FAMILY OF MISFIT FRIENDS </3333
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vitamin-zeeth · 1 year
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Every time I open Microsoft teams I internally hear "I HAVE TO tEaMs MY ORTHODONTIST ABOUT MY ADULT BRACES when you could be Skyping your Hot Fuck Partner"
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dullahandyke · 1 year
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I need to start having more normal daydreams bcos rn the main one is about finding someone who will agree to consensually stab me 1. Bcos I wanna know what it feels like and 2. I've never had an extended hospital trip before and it would be a Different Problem to have to my current ones and 3. This is a smaller specific facet subset of the daydream of 'qpr with benefits roommate who I marry for tax benefits and have autism with'
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linagram · 1 year
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linagram minigram edition??
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remember how i said that it would be cute to see my ocs in minigram? i did it. here they are.
it's too dangerous to go alone, so take these little guys with you to make your journey even more dangerous <3 okay some of them will actually try to help you. maybe
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8-bitbrainrot · 7 months
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sorry if my brain is in dysfunction falling asleep in the car and waking up possibly in michigan at 9pm does something to a guy
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rxkuyo · 1 year
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the urge to tell this woman that she's fucking dumb in the pettiest most angry way vs. me having to calm myself down and be as friendly about pointing out things she might want to reconsider because I am trying to help this horse and telling her off in any way will just result in her shutting down and not considering my (very valid) points at all
#yoooooo bitch you're killing your horse because you're fucking dumb <3 much love <3 get help <3#getting her a 'get well soon'- card but I'm referring to her mental state <3#I'm severely pissed off and angry again but whatever else is new#just give this horse away to someone who cares and will pay vetbills instead of sending their kids to expensive ass private schools#and going on vaca 4 times a year so that their kids have something exciting to talk about at their stupid expensive private schools#while your horse can't fucking breath cause you won't pay for vet visits + meds lmao#boo fucking hoo we have to pay 150€ a month for someone to clean out our kid's rabbit's stalls because our kids have never learned#to take responsibility for their pets and won't look after their rabbits - that they absolutely desperately needed#and also never cared about once ever since they got them - and now we can't afford this sick horses' meds because we're broke#also we're going on vaca next month can you please stand in at work for me ? thanks#I hate this place I hate this place I hate this place I hate that I supported this place for so long#I just want this poor horse outta there and in good hands#fucking why is it so hard to get that she's gonna get him killed with her bullshit#oh he's not coughing as much meaning he's now healthy and he no longer has permanent lasting lung damage because magic or w/e ????#so now we're not giving him his meds anymore because he's in perfect health. no sickness in this horse. none#like woman ??? he. can't. fucking. BREATHE. OH MY GOD#maim bite kill kill slaughter bite bite scratch maim bite bite kill etc etc
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