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vixxruinedme · 3 months
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Was watching this and in the 2nd episode they show a group of israhellis that were stuck on a village that got struck by the earthquake There were 3 of them who served in the israhelli army
So what do they do
They go against the wishes of the Nepali natives, go to the village, raid it for "food", find a trunk full of cash, claim its theirs, get caught, and then reassure each other their intentions were good.
This has always been their teaching, and way of upbringing, I mean when you hear them talk about it, the man who stole the money doesn't even show an ounce of remorse to be doing this act at such a peak devastating moment
I promise I had no idea something like that was in it, I was simply watching the documentary having seen the trailer on Netflix for the first time and I come across this episode and it made me go crazy that they've normalised this behaviour so much they're starting to do it everywhere.
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iliketotalk · 20 days
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*ੈ𑁍༘⋆ APPLE CIDER - M.S
warnings: none! fluff
you and matt have been friends for a little while now, and ever since you both met at a mutual friends birthday party, you develop small feelings for him, and a day out together makes you realise you aren’t the only one.
may or may not be based off the song by beabadoobee
*NOT PROOFREAD*
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The suns rays left a soft glow in your room as you slowly blinked your eyes open. Your window’s slightly parted the same way as your lips and you breathe in the crisp morning air. It felt way too warm and comfy to get out of your bed but there was one thing dragging your mind - going out with Matt today. He told you he was going to take you somewhere but you still don’t know where, and you love surprises so it’s a win-win anyway.
The alarm clock by your bed reads 10.32am and you’ve never wanted to jump out and get ready for the day more than anything. You’d already decided what you were going to wear the night before so you slipped on those classic denim shorts and a white top after showering. As you put your makeup on, you couldn’t help but smile to yourself at the thought of what awaits. Just imagining his laugh, his eyes and his smile - god his smile. You bite your bottom lip as you check your phone to a text from him coincidentally.
> when should i come pick u up?
< literally whenever is fine im basically ready so u could js come now
> alr im On my way!
< 😭 matt
~ FLASHBACK ~
The room was bustling with drunk people chatting and smoke filled in every corner, making you practically gasp for air in the uncomfortable heat. Sometimes you wished you never left your house and stayed in your own peace, but then people would call you depressed and boring so you had to make a few appearances here and there. Pushing past every person in your way, you managed to find the back garden and to your luck, it was quiet and it has that cold breeze you love so much. Your mind finally eased and you closed your eyes to take a deep breath in and out.
“What’s your name?” You heard a voice behind you, making your heart jump out of its place. “Jesus, you scared me.” Out of all the things to ask someone first, why your name? You hope he’s not a creep and turn around to see his face and to your surprise, his eyes were already carving into your soul. “I’m y/n, what’s your name?” You barely managed to get out, still shaken from the sudden sound, your voice slightly trembling. “Matt.” He sticks his hand out for you to shake. He sticks. His hand out? Who even does that nowadays? You pull a confused face and shake his hand back, not wanting to leave him hanging. “So I guess I’m not the only one overwhelmed to death in there.” You sigh, turning back around to stare at the starry sky. “Guess not.” He replied, adjusting himself to sit on the bottom of the doorframe.
~ FLASHBACK OVER ~
The doorbell rings suddenly, shaking you out your thoughts. You quickly glance in the mirror and fix your hair before opening the door, and there he is, looking effortlessly fine as always. “Hey, you ready?” He says and you practically jump out of your house before you can say yes, and before you know it you’re in his car. The windows were cracked open and the wind was blowing in your hair as you traced the flow with your fingers. The car’s blasting “Champagne Coast” by Blood Orange and you’re so in the moment that you don’t even realise you’re already there. “Come on, we’re here now” Matt says gently whilst opening the car door. You were in the heart of a marsh, mist glistening in the sun almost like sparkles. Vines drape from tall trees, creating intricate curtains that sway gently in the breeze. It’s hard to even form words. You turn around to say something and catch him already staring at you in awe and his cheeks turn a rosy red as he’s flustered. “It’s beautiful” you beam at him and he smiles back.
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“Last one in the lake is a rotten egg!” You scream whilst pulling off your clothes and rushing to the water. It was a perfect temperature, not too cold and not too warm and you dunk your entire body in it before being interrupted by Matt’s weight splashing down. “What the hell Matt you scared me!” You giggle at him, swimming close to the edge of the water.
You stand neck-deep in it and watch as he swims around so effortlessly. The moment felt so tender, and you close your eyes in hopes that you could stay in it forever. Until suddenly your face gets drenched in water from Matt spraying you. “What are you doing?” He snorts and comes closer to you. “Nothing.” You open your eyes and they instantly lock with his. Butterflies flutter in your stomach and you’d never felt your heart beat so quick. “I’m just- it’s so peaceful here. No cars, no people, just the water and- you. It’s nice, y’know” You say awkwardly, trying to ease the silence.
He pauses for a moment, making you turn crimson. Does he think you’re being corny? He stops to say something but bites his lip instead and brings his hand to your forehead to push your hair back behind your ears. “You look really pretty” he swallows, “You always do” as he’s staring at your plush lips. “Can I kiss you?” He whispers and you don’t even respond, you just open your mouth and he leans in anyway. The kiss is warm and sweet, nothing more. You tug on his wet hair, pulling him closer than he already is. In that moment, you realise you aren’t the only one crushing like a highschooler.
He pulls away and just stares at you for a second. “The night I saw you in the backyard at that party, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. I still can’t, you’re on my mind all the time. And even though we don’t know eachother that well, I really like you” he blurts out, barely keeping eye contact with you. “I like you too” you smile at him and pull him in for another kiss.
This time, it didn’t feel confusing. It felt right. Usually when you found that someone liked you back, you turn sour and run away from it. But it feels good with Matt, and you know you want more.
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GUYS IK THIS WAS HELLA SHORT BUT ITS ALL I COULD COME UP W RN AND ITS MY FIRST EVER FIC SO PLS TELL ME IF U LIKE IT
Ig it’s kinda like a taster of what I might post in the future but I have a angsty toxic chris thing in mind so lmk if you want that yall pls
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When Arthur is served by another servant.
Servant: Here's your mulled wine sire.
Arthur: You're not Merlin.
Servant: No sire.
Arthur: Where's Merlin.
Servant: I do not know sire.
Arthur: You're dismissed. MERLIN!
Merlin who is chatting with Kilgharrah
Kilgharrah: Ah, seems destiny is calling you young warlock.
Merlin: Oh for fuc—
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omg-whathaveidone · 9 months
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Gather is an intimate portrait of the growing movement amongst Native Americans to reclaim their spiritual, political and cultural identities through food sovereignty, while battling the trauma of centuries of genocide.
Gather follows Nephi Craig, a chef from the White Mountain Apache Nation (Arizona), opening an indigenous café as a nutritional recovery clinic; Elsie Dubray, a young scientist from the Cheyenne River Sioux Nation (South Dakota), conducting landmark studies on bison; and the Ancestral Guard, a group of environmental activists from the Yurok Nation (Northern California), trying to save the Klamath river.
Please share!!
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bearpawsuk · 6 months
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Very Sexy, love the beard & thick moustache! Cute eyes too!
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4mr-peanut-butter3 · 1 month
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Art I made 4 a fren :3 if you wanna post this etc, credit me!! My art name is OBJD or Obscura Jersey Devil, thanks !!
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olinblogin · 2 months
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Hello there! Hope you are doing well,am requesting for your donation please to help my family out of Gaza. My mother lost her brothers and their children in the occupation’s bombing of Gaza City. We, as a family, lost our warm home, full of love and memories. We were displaced outside Gaza City towards the south of the city, and then all our wealth, including clothes and furniture, was stolen. Everything we owned became memories. We did not ask for anything more than to live in peace, but the God of War was his Another opinion. We have lost loved ones and friends, and I have even lost my job, which used to bring me money to prepare for living with my family in peace. I lost everything during the last four months, but we thank God for everything. Hence, I did not ask for much. I want your help to complete the remaining dreams of my two daughters, who are not more than three years old. I would just like to take them with my mother and their mother to a safe place outside the Gaza Strip, to escape from the bitter reality, to escape from death, but I do not have the money because there is only Egyptian coordination exiting the Gaza Strip exceeds only 8,000 US dollars for one person. So I want to help me get out of this hell and live in peace, just in peace.
I unfortunately dont have any money to give, I don’t have a job at all nor a cashapp… all I can provide is visibility on this and that it is a very real thing and that I very much encourage ANYONE who sees this to PLEASE DONATE IF POSSIBLE!!!
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nicole-in-baltimore · 3 months
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Who we are as people is not defined by the clothes we wear, the car we drive, or the team we cheer for...it is defined by actions towards others.
Recently I was given the privilege to meet someone that would inspire me through her actions and advice. She had traveled the road many of us are on, and was a person others could rely on to get them through tough times.
On December 27th, just 2 days after opening her home to others that had no where to go for Christmas day she was shot and killed.
Meghan Riley Lewis defined her life by action. I did not have the opportunity to know Meghan well, but in the short time I did know her, she affected me in ways that only those closet to me know.
Meghan's death brought a wave of emotions that I had a hard time dealing with and that difficulty will continue most likely forever. You see, while being Trans means something different for many people, being Trans is dangerous,
The emotions I felt over Meghans death had me so conflicted internally I didn't know how to move forward. I met with @nikkisgirlfriend , my northern star in this journey im taking. She was also an acquaintance with Meg. She understood how I was feeling, and helped me get through the initial overwhelming feeling of giving up hope on who I am and thinking hiding in the shadows may be the best course as well as how society treats others.
After leaving @nikkisgirlfriend  for the evening I drove and thought to myself, is being me, who I am worth dying over? Is it worth risking physical harm, emotional harm, or even death?
YES!
So I went out for a drink, to help take my mind off of things and ease the feelings and emotions I was going through.
Continuing on Megs legacy can not be done by hiding in the shadows. While having that drink at a local bar, I was accepted by those around me, and was given a new outlook. Maybe the world does not hate us, maybe it is only a select few and the more positive impact we can have on the world through our actions, maybe the minds of those select few will be opened just enough to realize we are not a threat. We are people that just want to live and survive, just like you.
Meg died fighting for who she was. She did not hide who she was. I dont want to hide either.
#NoHiding
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Stay Sparkly Meg
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achillescozycorner · 7 months
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-IMPORTANT-(please repost!!)
Good morning/afternoon everyone, please take a look at this fundraiser!
My friends cat is sick and they need to raise $500 :( every donation helps so please help my friend and their cat!
It would be greatly appreciated! :)
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blackplaaague · 9 months
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Hey, y'all. Blackplaaague here. We're gonna talk about something serious right now.
So, as you likely know, or, I hope you know, sending unsolicited lewd images classifies as sexual harassment, which is enough to get you banned on most platforms.
As you also probably know, sending these images to minors counts as grooming.
And as I hope none of you knew, seeing as one of you sent that lewd picture to me, I am not yet eighteen, meaning I am technically a minor.
My birthday has yet to roll around, and even once it does, I don't want to see your stupid, soggy parts again, as long as I live.
Please. For the love of all things holy, unholy, and inbetween. NEVER send photos of your sad, not-that-interesting, disappointing private parts to an aroace minor. This goes for ALL my roleplay blogs, too-- that's @irlvictoriadarken, @tabithacarmille, and @evilhenchpersonforhire.
It's not cute. It's not funny. It's not attractive. It's a pathetic, disgusting move, and you should know better. I flagged the picture and blocked its sender, but please, no one pull a stunt like that again.
I am aromantic, asexual, and still under eighteen, and furthermore, your parts are boring. Nobody cares. If that's the only thing you can send as a conversation starter, you're nobody of worth to me.
Also, sending such a thing to any of my rp blogs will get you an in-character threat of losing pp privelige :)
Sorry if this offends anyone, but if you're the kind of person who is offended by an aro minor being upset by online stranger's suggestive photos, you might need to do some soul-searching, aye?
Two taps and a snap,
Blackplaaague
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koubu6841 · 4 months
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The last four characters you saved to your camera roll are now your roommates. What will you do?
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Feel free to repost this, or tweak the layout to your liking.
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cissyenthusiast010155 · 11 months
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🤍✨️send this to ten other bloggers you think are wonderful. keep the game going✨️🤍
Thank you so much 💕💕💕 I feel so honored!! I’ve done this a few times, so I’ll just tag some more wonderful bloggers below ���️
If you’re seeing this, you’re invited to join and tag some amazing bloggers ✨🤍
@i-write-sometimes-maybe with her magnificent blog filled with Lady Lesso fics and hyping up other writers 💕
@bitch-we-have-a-hulk who has so so so much stunning Gwendoline Christie content (PLUS the amazing GIFS she makes??!!)🤭
@itzvintagevibez for her beautiful collection of Charlize Theron fics 🥹
@milfmuses and their luscious multifandom milf content 🤤
@teenybean for her kind-hearted blog of reblogs from other bloggers 🫰🏻
@alexusonfire and her fantastic hyperfixation on women WITH fics 😫
@gwensfreak and her astonishing Larissa Weems fics PLUS her Gwen content ✨
@gwensupremacy and her spectacular Gwendoline Christie blog 🤭
@orchidsshine and her radiant blog of Gwen dedicated content 💛
@v3nusxsky for their dedicated Larissa and Lesso fics 💖
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Merlin watches them, they're happy and he wishes he was too. He wants to join them, to smile, to laugh.
Merlin: But how can I? When the past still has a hold on me.
Tears gather at the corners of his golden eyes.
Merlin: I won't be the cause of your unhappiness or death.
As he turns to walk away he whispers to himself, unknowingly his voice is carried upon the winds to the ear of his reincarnated king.
"I love you, Arthur Pendragon."
Arthur suddenly stops mid-sentence, turning around quickly looking everywhere to where that familiar voice came from, a voice he only knew in dreams and yearned for years. Yet all he could see are the faces of friends and strangers.
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greenrosequartz · 4 months
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VANITAS FFUNKO POP!!!!!!
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simplesteve · 5 months
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I don't know that Bruce Lee actually said this, but the words are true. Negative self talk, internally or externally, damages your spirit and keys you down. Change your internal dialogue and think only positive things and you'll start to see yourself in a more positive way.
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thevoiceofthanatos · 11 months
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TO ALL T&B FANS
PLEASE BUY THE T&B 2 MANGA! IT MIGHT BE ENDING SOONER THAN EXPECTED DUE TO LOW SALES, IF WE WANT T&B TO CONTINUE, WE NEED TO BUY THE MANGA
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