They Killed The Olive Trees. They Killed The Little Children. They Killed The Unborn. They Killed The

I understood Icarus the day I fell in love.

thinking about this poem by noor hindi today.

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This is Lama, a 9 year old from Gaza who's dream is to become a journalist. She wants to hit 100k on Instagram

Help her hit that goal, make her feel loved. Don't only talk about Palestinian childrens dreams when they're dead

klaus got sober, finally got sober but was made a germaphobe. he was ridiculed for finally having his shit together but having weird coping mechanisms for it. then he was made to spiral again and then killed off. he got his life on track, was an exceptional uncle/second parent to his niece and then they made him sell his body for drugs and inevitably killed him off as a junkie.

luther, who was the leader, who was smart enough to be an astronaut could amount to nothing without his powers except from being a stripper. he had absolutely nothing and no one, even sloan was ripped away from him and then he, too was killed off. lonely and unaccomplished.

ben was brought back, finally alive, granted not the same ben but he wore the same face and he had a family who could annoy him into shape but he stayed a dick, became a apocalyptic monster and credited for the destruction of all the branching timelines, and died as a monster that he was so afraid of becoming.

alison got her happy life but couldn’t sustain it. her husband left her but at least she got to have claire and for that i can give credit but she remained codependent on klaus to be her passion project that made her feel better. she never learnt why that was not healthy and then died without her daughter.

diego had this beautiful life, a family that called him their own, three kids and wife who called him darling, and love and then he was made to fuck it all up because of some obsession with the CIA, in service of a romance between his wife and brother because the creator thought an old man needed some romance. he wasn’t even shown saying goodbye to his kids.

lila left behind her assassin ways, she stopped being batshit crazy and ultra suspicious to settle down with a man she genuinely and wholeheartedly loved and trusted, only to throw it all away because his younger (and yet much older) brother found her a timeline with strawberries. she was made to give up her kids, her family, her happy fucking life when all she ever wanted was to not be alone.

viktor got dealt the worst hand, always. he was abused vehemently by his father and ignored and relegated due to no fault of his own. he was made to feel ugly and broken and small but then he realised that his family loved him even if his father didn’t. he got a chance at being normal and he took it, only for it to be stripped away from him so that he could sacrifice his life for a world that was never kind to him. he was made to reconcile with his abusive father and then promptly erased out of existence.

five. my dearest boy, young man, old fool, five. he survived an apocalypse after another. fought tooth and nail to keep his family alive and well and dedicated his entire life to make sure of it. only for all his efforts to be made futile and his snark to be mellowed. he made it his life mission to keep the world safe and his family safe only for all that to be stripped away from his character and made into a lovesick fool who abandoned them during the final battle to mope about his brother’s wife not liking him back.

there were so many character assassinations this season, GoT writers would be proud of dear old steve.

#join the boop side

I once met a guy named Alex. A very common name. But he stuck around me. I still feel his presence in a boy I meet, sometimes even in the laughter of people with undertones. His name pops on my screen as I try to connect to the wifi. Sometimes, my unwillingness to new things brings his voice back to my head: "that's what you're here for."

Alex is a common name, and we all have one. But mine beats as I go along, as much as it's corny to say. He left a dent inside my bones, so much so that I turn every time I hear his name, because he might still be here.

But at the same time. Heroes don’t deserve anything. (This is what keeps them up at night, the exhaustion hits their back, not baring to arch it any further. But it doesn’t reach their mind, and they stay up thinking if they made the right decision, if they are deserving of a person so normal, and far, far away from them–this is what keeps them up at night; loneliness, baring nostalgia of normalcy, where days are simple, pinching their skin of warm, real hands, and not the stinging pain of lifeless eyes staring back at them. This is what heroes think about at night, and there is a reason why they don’t last long).

— notes on MOORE-COVERED NARRATIVES (wip), about Yosuke.

Dozens of Jewish activists drop a huge banner from San Francisco's Colt Tower sending a message to mayor London Breed not to veto the ceasefire resolution that was passed by the SF Board of Supervisors 10 days ago.

and I still talk to you (when I'm screaming at the sky) @lgbtqcreators bingo - transition + lyrics