#should this go under

[saessenach]

are you ok with people posting your art on twitter if they link you? saw someone i follow post the george bertha art (@ mirixmoya) and i wanted to make sure you knew. if you did already just ignore this message!

Oh hi anon!! Thanks for letting me know ❤️ I hadn't known bc I'm not on twitter, but I asked a friend to look - as long as they left a link to my blog, I don't mind!

I'd like people to tell me if they do repost my stuff, but I'm just happy they gave credit 🙏

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Hey now, Let her cook!

[gemwolfz]

i think the best genre of image is "creatures trapped in starbucks cups with receipts reading [cup of water (no water, no ice, creature)]"

[odinsblog]

The crew of a massive container ship that crashed into the Francis Scott Key bridge in Baltimore early Tuesday warned of power issues before the collision, which caused the bridge to collapse into the frigid Patapsco River, officials said.

Maryland Gov. Wes Moore said the warning from the ship’s crew likely saved lives.

“We’re thankful that between the mayday and the collapse, that we had officials who were able to begin to stop the flow of traffic so more cars were not on the bridge,” Moore said. He called those officials heroes.

Moore noted that the bridge was up to code at the time of the collapse. He said the collapse was a “shocking and heartbreaking” event for the people of Maryland who have used the bridge for 47 years.

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[musashi]

i also heard my co worker say 'i dont read dead dove' the other day like what the FUCK does gen z think it means??? are they just, like, changing the meaning??? what do you mean you dont read dead dove. you don't read ANYTHING? cause dead dove is not a genre or a trope it's a tagging system fdghdfh like???

[transmascaraa]

"watermelons🍉"

❗reblog this. or just like it. boost it in any way. boost any post about the situation in Palestine. this is serious.

🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉

we marched through the world,

we marched as much as we could.

but they took away our flags,

and we were left as rags,

on the street.

all powerless,

all- hopeless.

is this what we deserve?

or will they finally learn,

that it is not okay,

to ruin our day,

nevermind "day",

ruin our life, we say.

so we grew watermelons,

they've grown here for aeons.

they have our color,

for what more could we ask for?

when they simply won't let us be free,

just because they can't see,

that they are committing crime,

while a single life is worth every dime.

but we are in no need of flags,

because even as rags,

daughters to sons,

what will still grow,

are those watermelons.

~~~~~

it doesn't matter if it's good, it's about the meaning.

i'll make as many Palestine-related posts if i have to just to give people something to boost.

the Palestinians need it.

[yuno-karei]

Misfits water gun fight! Who will emerge victorious? Only one way to find out

I did this piece for one of the @mairumadevizine prints! It was also done long before the beach chapters in the manga and I really just... balled with their designs

[batbabydamian]

woke up and immediately fell to the floor

[wearenotjustnumbers2]

I cannot breathe. These are the children of gaza, utterly obliterated by Israeli bombs.

I remember when a father said on live tv last month that if his son died may he rest in peace, but he shouldn't have to witness him dying that way, with his brain spilling out and his little tiny arm missing. That was a month ago. Now, israel is dropping more brutal missiles, using Palestine as a testing ground for all kinds of horrible weapons.

Under the cut, a video. Massive trigger warning. Remember that there are more than 7000 kids killed by Israel, not very different from this child here.

https://www.instagram.com/reel/Czy2bOpt2BR/?igshid=MzY1NDJmNzMyNQ==

[theonewhowails]

Fleece of the Lamb

[dailyloopdeloop]

DAY 71: shy

[alfaire]

ㅤ𓂋  🥃 𓏸 ࣪ 𝖬𝗂𝖽𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖥𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 (𝟣𝟫𝟪𝟫 𝖵𝖾𝗋.) ⋆ ࣪ ✺

[daily-odile]

time loops going on for years scare the hell out of me to the point i cant get into ISAT, but i am very attracted to odile, so thank you for running this blog so i get to stare at her without playing/watching the game <3

luckily for us odile's too good to get stuck in a timeloop

funnier a6se version:

[catcze]

Reblogs are greatly appreciated !!

“Stop moving your fucking head,” you growl. Wriothesley sits on a bench, black compression shirt drenched in sweat after his spar in the fighting ring. There’s a cut on his head, just underneath his hairline, that you dab at with some antiseptic and a cotton pad. 

You still think that he should have called Sigewinne, just in case, but he was adamant that she didn’t need to bother over ‘something as small as this.’ Granted, he wasn’t hurt too bad— it was just the aftermath of a small accident between him and his opponent in the ring, after all. No broken bones or the like, just some bruises and scuffs. You were just worried over him.

“I’m fine, you know,” he tries to tell you again, trying to duck away from the cotton pad to look you in the eye. You scowl again, grabbing him with a hand on his collarbones, dangerously close to the base of his neck. Wriothesley immediately stills, and you resume. 

“I know.” You keep dabbing until the last of the blood is gone, and there’s just the cut left. It’s not even that deep. You doubt it’ll even scar. “Just… just let me worry for you for a little bit, would you?”

He swallows. You can almost feel the movement of it against your hand. You know of his history— of how he’s barely had anyone give a shit about him his entire life. You wonder if he’s ever had anyone patch him up or worry about him like this.

You think of a much younger, much more baby-faced Wriothesley having to bandage his own bloodied knuckles in some dark corner of the fortress of Meropide, and your heart aches. 

“Okay,” your Wriothesley finally says, voice quiet. He stares at you in a way that you cannot decipher. In a way that is softer than you’ve ever seen him look at anything before. 

Your hand transfers to his shoulder, and one of his own comes to hold it in place. You press a kiss to his nose, then either of his cheeks, then end it sweetly on his lips. 

The kiss doesn’t drag on very long— it’s quick and chaste, little more than a peck on the lips. But Wriothesley still smiles at you when you part.

“You sure you’re fine?” You ask, hand cupping his cheek. He leans into your touch the way a cat would lean into the sunlight. 

“I’m fine,” he murmurs. Turns his head. Presses a kiss to your palm, locking eyes with you the entire time.

“Okay.” You’re breathless, never breaking eye contact with him. “Okay, that’s good.”

You feel his smile against your skin, then. Tender and sweet. His arm wraps around your waist, drawing you near. His voice is almost a whisper when he speaks again. “Thank you, sweetheart.”

“For patching you up?”

“For caring, baby.”

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[garashir]

obsessed with how arthur is all “I can’t be bothered” and “I better get paid” until he encounters one of the gays then he’s nothing but warm and helpful

[snekdood]

"if we make america worse and more of a dictatorship that will be even harder to unravel and make it the way we want the country to be, maybe then everyone will join our Glorious Revolution!" bb girl you cant even be in the same room with someone who thinks you should vote, how in tf do you think you're gonna unite people to fight in The Revolution with you? it's gonna be you and your 5 friends, i hate to break it to you.