wait i dont get it howww??
i took 3 years of film classes and i still don't fucking understand how the camera obscura works. thats magic to me idc
i cried for 20 mins becuz of this😭
Bros, bros, bros!
I'm Amal, a mother of three children, living under the weight of the genocide taking place in Gaza. 🍉
The Israeli occupation forces launched drone strikes on my husband, Fayez, and my son, Mohammad.
my husband was hit in the head, while my son Mohammad was wounded in his legs.
Although my husband's condition has stabilized, my son is still suffering immensely and urgently needs medical treatment outside Gaza.
So I started a fundraising campaign to save my son before he dies.
I lost most of my family. I'm afraid to lose my son too 🥺 .
I need your help please donate and share, evry contribution, no matter how small, brings us hope in these dark times.
Mohammed deserves to live a happy and healthy life, just like every other child on this earth.
So I humbly ask you to donate even a little or at least reblog this appeal.
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Bitches be like "my anxiety isn't that bad" and then spend two hours borderline dissociating because of something that didn't even happen
Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.
I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.
Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔
But I don’t want this to just be a story of loss. I want it to be a story of hope. No matter how much has changed, I refuse to stop believing in better days. I refuse to stop dreaming of a future where I can rebuild, where I can find peace, where I can wake up in the morning without fear.
That’s why I’m here. To share my journey. To connect with people who believe in kindness and humanity. To remind myself—and anyone reading this—that even in the darkest times, there is still light. ✨
If you’ve read this far, thank you. I’d love to get to know you too. Tell me something about yourself in the comments. Let’s build something positive together. 💬💙
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These are just for general physical conflict, I can’t help you if it’s like a wizard battle. Or maybe I can, you see if it works
—Think about their nose. Fun fact, you immediately start crying and it hurts A LOT when you get hit in the nose. The last thing you want your antihero doing is crying and clutching their bloody nose in the middle of a fight, or maybe you do if it’s comedic for the scene
—Unless you’re writing a seasoned professional and the whole point is that they’re not breaking a sweat, they’re going to start to sweat and it can showcase just how the character is trying, or how inexperienced they are
—Check how they’re breathing. Are they going to start hyperventilating in the middle of the fight? Keep in mind if they tire out their lungs, the rest of their body will wear down too.
—Think of how the environment affects how they fight. If it’s an empty space, that’s a different story. Are they throwing objects around? Using the walls to help them pin the other down? Trying to block the other’s attacks by dodging behind tables?
—If it IS an empty space, think about what kind of empty space. A training room is different than an abandoned gladiator’s arena. Describe the rubble, the ruins of what was once made for fighters a thousand year ago, never seeing a fight since until today.
—Even if you think your setting isn’t interesting, make it! Have the character think about those who trained here before, filling them with adrenaline to be just like them.
—Have them catch quick glances at their opponent’s face. Are the cocky and confident, agitating them even more? Are they filled with a rage that they’ve never seen before, making their bones quiver as they fight? Yes this doesn’t work if they have helmets on.
—Make the weather add to the dramatic tension of the scene. Former lovers now sword fighting in the rain is a lot more fun to visualize than a dry, standard sunny day.
My family is still staying in half of the church that wasn’t affected by the bombing because there is nowhere else to stay other than tents. They are limited to one small meal a day and one shower a week. They are sleeping on the floors, but no one can sleep since there is bombing everywhere around them. Even when there is no bombing, they can still hear the loud buzzing sound of the military planes above them, which would keep anyone who hears it awake. Along with everything, My grandma has diabetes and osteoporosis, so she can’t walk. She has to take her insulin medication along with many others; however, she has run out of many of her medications.” Am on my knees requesting for donation. Target $450
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