WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE WEARS GLOVES??

Send help I always end up speaking like I'm sending a corporate email in dm's I can't stop myself ;-;

Footage emerged from Gazan journalist Nooh Al-Shagboni of the heroes of the Civil Defense rescuing a number of children, women, and youth from under the rubble of a home bombed by the IOF in Gaza.

A 37-day-old baby named Salam (peace), born during the first days of the war amidst the bombing, was rescued after a four-hour-long operation, reborn from under the rubble after all thought she had been martyred.

Salam was the firstborn child of her mother and father, who both ascended to martyrdom as a result of the bombing.

HOLY SHIT

oh my god guys

Happy Valentine’s Day ❤️

Lucifer//Hazbin Hotel

Y’all want a sequel film to Ultraman: Rising?? Then please go watch & give it two thumbs up!! We gotta make it count & the deadline is June 28th!! Share it with friends and family, have it play in the bg, or do a movie night, whatever works best, but please watch the movie!! 💪💪💪

no there is a difference in miguel and ken. KEN ISN'T SOME MIDDLE AGED FREAK CHASING AROUND A 15 YEAR OLD BOY LIKE A MANIAC. ☺️💗

@forever-valentine14 @jamelacam Pinoy Circe???? This is goated

looking at circe and wanting to

SO BADLYY

BASING AN ISLAND GIRLIE'S CLOTHES OFF OF CLOTHES FROM AN ARCHIPELAGO???

GUYSSSSS

plus fil clothing has a lot of sun imagery,, i could lean into the whole daughter of helios thing A LOT

MMMMMMMMNGGGGG

I DONT KNOW IF IT LOOKS GOOD OR NOTT

I wasn't consented to ride this feels train damnit

camp swap thing

An idea I had about how Jason would have handled Thalia dying and her tree being poisoned if he’d been Greek. Enjoy!

Jason tucks his knees to his chest, fingers picking at the scab from where he cut his leg racing Annabeth. He scoots backwards, shifting his weight until the bark digs into his back. The press of the roots on either side of him is a gentle weight that let’s him breath. Camp is gone, somewhere on the other side of the hill that he can’t see or hear. Here it’s only him, his thoughts, and his sister.

“Luke said I did a good job today.” Jason’s muttered words break the silence of the hill. “He said I could be the best swordsman in camp soon. I just need to get a little bigger.” He glances at his arms, studying the faint white scars that stand out against the tanned skin. “I think you’d be proud of me. I don’t let Annabeth get into fights but I don’t let anyone be mean to her either.”

He waits, his words drifting off into the rustle of the wind through the branches. He holds his breath, listening for a creak or a groan or anything. He waits until his lungs burn as much as his eyes do before sucking in a shaky breath.

Jason stares at the dirt beneath his shoes, at the scattered needles and pinecones, at the empty hill stretched out before him.

“I miss you Thalia. I- I hate being in that cabin. I hate being alone. Please- I- I don’t want to go back there.” He blinks, pushing back on the pain that ripples up through his chest, bubbling into something that settles over his eyes and in his lungs.

The first soft, broken sob breaks from him and he clamps down on it. Luke’s voice echoes in his head, the voice that says that Thalia is gone, the voice that tells him it’s the god’s fault.

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You just HAD to go there, didn't you?

probably a huge reach but I do wonder if percy’s refusal to explain his plans to anyone was influenced by him telling bianca his plan and then her getting herself killed trying to execute it

there was a moment when the people in the movie theatre and the capitol audience in the stands were laughing at the same things, having the same reactions to the games, to the deaths, to flickermans jokes, to the doctor's announcement...i wonder aren't we watching it for entertainment too

suzanne collins' books may exist in popular culture as "dystopian", but they have always been a meticulous and startlingly close social critique of our world. at what point does our own idolization of the movies and the books repeat that story? we watch just as the capitol audience does.

all dystopia eventually crosses a line from realistic futurism to current relevancy. how long will it take us to realize we've already crossed that line with these books? and the very people who need to realize this are the ones in that audience...real or fake, we're the same: consuming and consuming.