#stop starvation

[soon-palestine]

DON'T BE SILENT MAKE YOURSELF BE HEARD #FreePalestine

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#palestine #gaza #free palestine #stop the genocide #end the occupation #permanent cease fire #gaza starvation #khan younis #rafah crossing #ceasefire now #famine #open rafah #I added image description #if anyone would have a better one I am okay to edit it again

[odinsblog]

Armed IOF forces in tanks were “afraid” of starving, unarmed, noncombatant, Palestinian civilians

The Israeli army has issued a statement concerning the massacre its forces are accused of commuting in northern Gaza in which at least 77 Palestinians were killed while they were waiting for humanitarian aid.

The Israeli army called starving Palestinians waiting for food aid around humanitarian trucks a “violent gathering” which made its soldiers feel “unsafe,” the Israeli daily Haaretz reported.

Israeli soldiers then proceeded to indiscriminately open fire on hungry Palestinians, killing dozens and wounding hundreds.

Much of Gaza's population is on the brink of famine as a result of the Israeli blockade according to the UN and other humanitarian organisations.

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#politics #palestine #gaza #rafah #flour massacre #israel #war crimes #starvation as a weapon of war #ethnic cleansing #starvation #famine #israel is a terrorist state #collective punishment #idf stop committing war crimes challenge

[kdinjenzen]

Some Fans: “OH MY GOD DID YOU SEE HOW THICC/MUSCULAR/BIG THEY MADE (CHARACTER NAME)!?!?!? IM GOING TO GO FERAL! THE CHARACTER IS SO MEATY AND HUGE AND THICK AND JUICY!!!!!!!!!!! WE HAVE BEEN SO FED TODAY FANDOM!!!!!”

The Character:

#y’all need to stop #y’all need to learn what THICC is #y’all need to learn what MUSCULAR is #y’all also need to learn that HOLLYWOOD muscles are fake too but that’s another topic all together #I could fucking eat your quote un-quote thicc waifu or husbando as a goddamn snack and I’d die of starvation

[ohposhers]

On Google it says smidge is 4-

Bashes your head in with several rocks

Go watch the cartoons man she’s an adult

#not that I trust trolls wiki very much #they have so much misinformation on there I swear it’s ran by 12 year olds #stop talking to me about character ages I only ship adults #I’m a Victorian child dying of starvation and this is the last thing I see #ask Eddie

[beardeddetectivepaper]

#palestine #free gaza #free palestine #current events #gaza strip #gaza #israel terrorism #israel #important #stop israel #children of gaza #children of palestine #save the children #malnutrition #starvation #palestine news #medical system #stop gaza genocide #gaza genocide

[astraystayyh]

this will make water non drinkable in Gaza and destroy any future prospect of agriculture, all in the midst of a man-induced FAMINE in which Israel uses starvation as a method of warfare WHICH IS YET ANOTHER WAR CRIME!!!! one that israel proudly confirms because they know they will face ZERO repercussions for their acts

#palestinians are resorting to drinking polluted water and eating grass #they aren’t starving #they are BEING STARVED #israel is literally committing war crimes daily and yet no one bats an eye #apparently the only legal thing palestinians can do is await death #whether through airstrikes or starvation #THIS IS WHY WE SHOULDNT STOP SPEAKING ABOUT PALESTINE #it is only getting worse there AND WE NEED A CEASEFIRE JOW #palestine #free palestine #gaza #free gaza #israel #west bank #jerusalem #support palestine #palestine liberation

[news4dzhozhar]

Michael Fakhri, the UN's Special Rapporteur on the Right to Food, calls out the nations of the world at the UN Human Rights Council, even those allegedly supporting Palestine, for doing nothing to stop the starvation of Gaza.

#right to food #un human rights council #famine #starvation #complicity #apartheid #save palestine #ethnic cleansing #israel is an apartheid state #seek truth #free palestine 🇵🇸 #genocide #illegal occupation #israel is committing genocide #israeli war crimes #malnourishment #humanitarian crisis #humanitarian aid #arms embargo #ceasefire #put your money where your mouth is #all talk and no action #world central kitchen #let the trucks through #propaganda kills #israeli lies #israel is a terrorist state #stop funding genocide #let Palestine live #spread awareness

[bonefall]

a small thing about canon warriors that really rubs me the wrong way is how much play is demonized for literally no reason? there are just. so many scenes where the pov character bats something around and is immediately shamed for it by another character. or they stop as soon as they realize what they’re doing and go “ugh that was so EMBARRASSING i hope nobody saw”

the weirdest example happens in graystripe’s adventure when he chases a butterfly for 0.2 seconds and then is like “oh no being a kittypet is making me act like a kit!1!” as if play behavior is exclusive to kittens and that housecats are only playful because they’re undisciplined and soft or whatever.

realism is usually a non-issue when it comes to canon warriors, but these cats are shown to have intrinsic play/hunting instincts, yet they’re shunned and infantilized by clan culture as well as the narrative. it just makes me really uncomfortable, especially as an autistic person. there is no reason why it needs to be a part of this series, all it does is make clan culture feel that much more joyless and dystopian.

I agree, it IS weird. Graystripe should have followed the butterfly hoping it would lead him home like Moth Flight, and then when it lands on a flower he calls it a slur

Hyperbole of a point being; Clan culture should have a ton of problems, but very particular problems. It's xenophobic, battle-obsessed, ableist, and insular. Its religion is powerful, but can also be used oppressively.

As it is canonically, there's almost NOTHING good about this little society, it's miserable.

They shouldn't HATE playing and have absolutely no downtime. It's brutal and limits the story; the characters can't just hang out. They can't just get to know each other. They can't be alone with their thoughts. It's beyond dystopian.

Anyway it's something I intentionally set out to fix with my Clan Culture expansions lmao. They have games. They throw celebrations. They nap and hang out and watch butterflies. There's still a ton of problems and they value the concept of hard work, but there IS downtime.

Like, it's not capitalist lmao.

#Better bones au #Bone babble #I think it's somewhat related to the writers wanting it to feel like theyre fighting for survivial hunting every scrap of food #But. Stop that. #That sucks actually. You dont need that. It serves the narrative better if they aren't actually starving and just use Starvation Rhetoric-- #As an excuse to exclude groups of people #I am once again asking for canon to have clarity of purpose #For the love of god please stop justifying eugenicist rhetoric because youre too cowardly to admit your fake battle cat society-- #Has a real xenophobia problem

[baldurblush]

Astarion getting a magic veil that protects him from sunlight purely because I like the aesthetics of it.

#astarion ancunin #bg3 romance #bg3 fanart #bg3 astarion #astarion #bg3 #baldurs gate #firefox please stop autocorrecting his name to starvation #idk if i like him looking at the viewer or away more #my art

[katabay]

I'm sure that there s a perfectly good reason, but it's just really funny to me that Pompeyo has beef with a teenager (Marcus). What a way to NOT copy Sulla

lmaoo yeah

honestly, it’s very one sided: Pompeyo is trying so hard to get along with Marcus and it’s just not clicking because Marcus distrusts him for being a (former) political ally of Felix.

like, from Marcus' point of view, Pompeyo let Felix fuck Crasso over for his own gain, and fully expects Pompeyo to behave exactly like Felix once Pompeyo fully realigns himself with Crasso. Marcus really only acts civil to Pompeyo because of Publius (who. god. he needs a new name so bad. Paolo? Paris? I might give up trying to pick a name that begins with P and just name him Celestino or something, tbh), and even then. the civility is debatable.

later tho! it takes two events that happen several years apart from each other, but they do come to an Understanding. Pompeyo is actually totally unaware of the moment that Marcus decides that Pompeyo is part of the family.

Marcus still gives Pompeyo a lot of shit, but it's no longer actively hostile. just regular, garden variety fucking around (affectionate) and making Pompeyo's life a little bit difficult on purpose because it's kind of funny.

#I’m thinking of changing Marcus’ name to Mark to give him another degree of separation between him and his historical namesake #I’ll have to do some sample dialogue scenes to see how it goes #ask tag #anyway. i actually miss so much people stopping by at 11 and pulling out the coffee mugs and the instant coffee and sitting around #uh. wait. this might need a cw #what's. the cw for famine related hunger #cw starvation // #cw child death // #bad governance the series #WAHOO anyway it's all rough drafts so you get to see all of my blocking notes. subject to change the next time i do edits etc #like already ive decided that the weight of marcus changing his opinion on pompeyo has another part to it i just didn't have it #sketched out. so for now. this is the general very barebones idea of the scene

[olliesneweyes]

okay so this MAY be where the "aggressive tendencies" came from but i think that. this is not a valid reason to say he has aggressive tendencies especially w all the neglect and shit??? like ok yeah the guard was bleeding or whatever but. this was probably the first thing he's had in days (upon rereading he attacked the guard for a single piece of bread which is probably the first thing he had the chance to eat that wasnt literal dog food since he got locked in the kennel) and he's being treated like a dog. he's gonna be on edge what are you expecting?? (also the fact the staff only know his name because HE HAD A COLLAR AROUND HIS NECK???)

also it actually is canon that his education was super extremely limited and his vocabulary was expanded by talking to the kids from a village around the place he escaped to

also the way he's constantly referred to as ada's "accessory" in canon makes me SO ill (/neg) like

YEAH...........

#i feel like most of them have probably done something similar out of starvation tbh #but yeah don't blame him he's hungry and delirious and doesn't know what he's doing 😭 #also yeah.... #my brain still thinks of him as able to spell and speak ok which i know probably isn't canon #but I will compensate with the fact that he doesn't really know the words for some things? #like he kind of dances around it #this also happens if he struggles to spell or say a word correctly #(Luca please stop using the scientific names for shit I'm fucking begging /aff) #idv #also real he essentially is and it's just. please don't be thattt

[soon-palestine]

The war in Gaza isn't just about Palestinian rights; it's about the very nature of the world we live in. Last week, I wrote this piece (link below), reflecting on earlier writings by scholars about how Gaza has become a model for making entire populations rightless and justifying their exclusion from life, taking away their dignity, and using tools of explicit and implicit violence and surveillance to kill and discipline them when they rebel against these conditions.

So, when Gaza says NO to all these things, it's not just defending itself and the Palestinian cause; it's also protecting the world from normalizing policies that make people unworthy of life and dignity just because they belong to the "wrong" ethnic, religious, or class group. When this battle is over, you'll thank Gaza for stopping dangerous precedents from being set and established, and for asserting that people cannot be killed, erased, and destroyed by the more privileged.

#palestine #gaza #free palestine #permanent cease fire #end the active genocide #stop the genocide #end the occupation #end gaza starvation

[newsfrom-theworld]

As it was in Ireland, the Americas, Africa or India, engineering famine in Gaza is a critical component of colonial genocide.

#free palestine #palestine #from the river to the sea palestine will be free #pro palestine #gaza #news from the world #boycott israel #fuck israel #fuck zionism #fuck the united states #fuck genocide #fuck the usa #aid to gaza #feed the children #aid for gaza #stop the genocide #stop gaza genocide #freegaza #gaza under starvation #yazan

[belongstolove]

#israelcrimes #stop funding israel #forced starvation #endisraelsgenocide #war on children #waroncivilians #waronbabies #isreal is committing genocide #gaza genocide #free palestine #genocide #israel is a terrorist state

[quietwingsinthesky]

God I wish I had something coherent to say about hunger as one of spn’s core themes but unfortunately my brain just loops back around to “Sam should have eaten more weird supernatural things to see if they also gave him powers.” (Like maybe Lucifer’s blood idk idk)

#it really is Such A Thing #like. the bones of it are laid in episode 2. (in a not great way but still) #hunger as monstrosity. hunger as what turns you into a thing to be hunted #with the demon blood. ​hunger as what makes you strong enough to survive. to protect yourself. to protect others. #it’s selfish. it’s selfless. Sam saves people. Sam is damned for it. #they would not have killed that horseman if Sam didn’t starve for blood. he did that. he saved them. #I mean the show likes suffering. it likes when they martyr themselves on their own despair. and starvation is just another nail #I’m a samgirl my bias is clear but this is obviously a big part of Dean too #he’s the one famine can’t effect. he’s the one who grabs food whenever it’s available #(also the cannibalistic lovers in that episode. I’ve never stopped thinking about this. I can’t) #and it’s not just a Kripke era thing. it’s godstiel eating purgatory. it’s the leviathans eating… everything #Cas eating the grace of other angels!!! angel cannibalism!!! fucking!!! I wish I had coherent thoughts about this!!! #losing himself. keeping himself alive. what is he worth unless he can cannibalize his own kind and make them useful to the winchesters #I’ll stop now but like #my point is that this is a show about eating things. and other people. #I love that for them #spn #supernatural #Sam winchester #samifer #lucifer/sam winchester #fuck it it counts

[honeycollectswhump]

Things End | People Change – Healing

to the surprise of literally no one, i've been insane about vincent again... enjoy the result of that: a continuation of this!! i guess this is a slight spoiler for @whumpcloud's story? but rather for the vibe than specific plot points

CW: implied / undertones of past sa, references to past torture and starvation

There it is again. The thing, the wobbly metal plate Vincent has come to think of as a weird mirror. It’s the best he’ll get anyway, even though he likes to steal glances at the way modern mirrors are shaped and designed so very differently than what he grew up with. He is denied any grace of a reflection though, another trade for immortality and power he thought so simple. And yet…

Sometimes when he sees Clary’s reflection, her posture held high and proud, just like she should be, Vincent’s mind drifts, wishing for a similar soul that would allow him to see himself as he is. Unlike before though, he doesn’t dwell on it. The knowledge simply is, passing briefly through him, but barely leaving an impact.

Now, he’s in front of his almost-mirror, that twists and turns his shape and everything around him, that Cai got rid of again after what happened the first and last time Vincent had it in his room. The dent –a reminder of what happened– is still visible, distorting the reflections even more. It surprises him that Cai didn’t throw it away and instead just disposed of it in this room, that holds so many memories but mostly also old possessions they can’t seem to bring themselves to get rid of. 

Today, the twins have decided to declutter and Vincent is more than delighted to help. Maybe his vampiric strength couldn’t protect him, but now it can help with the mundane chores that come with everyday life, and maybe that's worth something more too.

Which is how he ended up here, once again face to face with his own warped reflection, and he can’t help but stare. He looks…different?

Logically, Vincent knows he shouldn’t look the same as he did after years of starvation and torture, that he prefers to bury in some dark corner of his mind. But without a reliable method of visualising himself, and too afraid of appearing eternally, cursedly bloodstained, he never dwelled too long on how his body might look, never even debated asking Clary or Cai. It was for the better that way. 

He’s not bloodsoaked though, his hands are not stained with ash sticking to him like goo, the scars where he ripped his own skin off in an attempt to cleanse himself of the reminder are long gone.

Instead, as he steps forward to take a closer look, he finds that his face seems softer. Gone are the hard edges carved by malnutrition, the sunken-in eyes setting shadows over what remains of Henry. His now rounded jawline is a stark contrast to what it used to be, and together with his slightly plump cheeks, feign a picture of youth.  Against all odds and the passing of centuries, he feels like twenty-two again, when he was still unburdened with immortality and foolishly wishing for a change. 

His hair is changed too, though he consciously worked towards that. He knows from the way it feels, his curls finally getting defined, the length cut regularly. It takes work, but it feels nice, so nice to finally have something only he can control.

Suddenly, a stray thought overcomes him, and Vincent sheepishly looks around for any onlookers, even though his vampiric hearing already tells him that the twins are busy in the living room. Hesitantly, almost afraid of what he will see, Vincent lifts his jumper up.

Maybe he should feel embarrassed at such a childish action, but right now his curiosity overwhelms any sort of shame. 

He chose the jumper by himself too, just like he decides how his hair looks, even though Clary said it makes him look like a grandfather, said that he is finally acting his age. Before, he would have scrambled to rip the fabric off of his body in a desperate attempt to please her again, but now he knows that she is joking. It feels good to know.

His skin is more lifelike, a blush shining through the paleness that makes him look like a dead man. It’s not just that though. Where once protruding ribs used to sit, he can’t even see his bones now, not even a hint when he stretches. It’s a hard-earned layer of fat, chubbiness he’d never take for granted

All of it is both a gift and a symbol, showing the care of feeding him every single day even when it comes at a cost to the twins. He can’t even remember the last time someone showed him such consideration, and it must have been back with Henry, two lifetimes ago, but now that thought doesn’t fill him with the same sadness anymore that it did before. 

He is not just grieving something of the past. Care was given once before and it will be given again, no matter how unlikely that still feels to him. Every moment he spends with Clary shows him that. Despite it all, life became good again.

It feels almost easy to believe, that his flesh and skin are ignorant of what happened, that the memory went past them like a light breeze, leaving no mark. Like seeking a thrill, Vincent looks for the imprints he once saw, collaring his neck, tainting his heart and hips. He–

He can find none.

Like a piece of paper left blank, he feels oddly empty. Even without seeing them, he had grown accustomed to expecting them there. The knowledge painting a clear picture spoken in dark, hand-shaped prints holding onto him forever. Something even death could never erase, and yet… And yet he finds himself devoid of such things, finds himself almost—

He cannot finish that thought, cannot think further, not yet. 

The curiosity that had taken hold of him made room for a wondrous disbelieve. Vincent looks closer, he finally does, expecting to see contradictions to the fickle hope bubbling in his chest like a new heart.

Another person stares back. 

Not the timid boy, with his eternally lowered gaze for reasons he couldn’t understand, hunching his back to make himself as unassuming as possible, always, next to everyone else. Born soft and squishy just to force himself into a rigid form, fitting in with expectations he could never hold, his spine bending under the weight. That never changed, not even after becoming a vampire, especially not with Lyfelde. One head held up high, the other forcefully pushed down. 

That’s not who he sees, though. Instead, he sees a young man, standing straight, only bending through the warbling mirror. There is a shine in his Henry-green eyes, and for a moment Vincent thinks that if someone were to look in his face, they’d notice his eyes first and the scar second. Maybe, the scar wouldn’t catch their attention at all. 

He can’t remember the last time was allowed to look this soft, the last time he allowed it himself. It goes beyond his rounded cheeks that bring back an air of innocent youth, beyond the comfy sweaters with the good texture. It’s the smile that comes to him easier, the glimmer it brings to his eyes, the silly laugh at stupid things he isn’t afraid to hide. It’s the piles of books, old and new, about linguistics, and the evenings where Clary listens to his rambles. It’s that somehow, before this moment, he had never noticed it all like this, never noticed the meaning beyond the thankfulness that occasionally overwhelms him.

It’s that all of this has never been touched by Lyfelde.

Maybe some of his impact will never leave Vincent, like the honour of creating the last scar his body could ever remember. Maybe he will never be who he was before Lyfelde. But, and the thought makes him feel almost giddy, he is not who he was with Lyfelde anymore either. A metamorphosis maybe, two- or threefold, a life categorised by before’s and after’s but never always’.  

Vincent hopes –victoriously–, that if Lyfelde saw him today, with all of his joy, and love, and caring friends that are starting to feel like family, he would be unrecognisable to him.

#I CANT STOP THINKING ABOUT HIM #its a curse at this point. ill never be free #he has charmed me with his autistic looser swag and his big wet eyes <3 #things end | people change #honey's writing #other people's ocs #vampire whump #vampire whumpee #multiple caretakers #whumpee and caretaker #recovery #recovering whumpee #referenced past sa #past torture mention #past starvation #vampire whumper #comfort #past trauma