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[mohammed-family]

Watch and don't skip please 🙏🙏🙏

Our lives are ruined..😟😟. Look at the rain falling on us.😰.. Can you imagine your children drowning in the rain..🧖. Does the tent ⛺️ keep them warm... No, no, we are dying of cold🧖‍♂️🥶, fear and hunger... Please help me ..

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[my-castles-crumbling]

My mom, furious: You are insulting neurodivergent people by insinuating you should go get evaluated! How dare you? You are completely normal!

Teenage me, sitting with my weighted blanket and fidgets, wearing a sweatshirt that shows my music hyperfixation, watching my movie hyperfixation, online talking to my friends who also love my fandom hyperfixation, while eating my comfort food (chicken nuggets and mac and cheese), unable to move because I just had a panic attack because it was too peopley outside today and the schedule sliiiightly changed: Um...Okay.

(Obviously I know neurodivergence is more complex than that but like...)

[incognitopolls]

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[365filmsbyauroranocte]

L'une chante, l'autre pas (Agnès Varda, 1977)

[coconutmilkyogurt]

Hi please continue sharing about Palestine. Please.

Baby Ayla and her family were in their tent today when the IOF suddenly appeared and began firing on the tents. The family barely escaped with their lives, a bullet having narrowly missed baby Ayla’s head!

They had to leave their tent and most of their possessions, which are now under IOF control and are irrecoverable.

They are currently on the street, with no tent, no blankets, no food, and no clothes other than what they were wearing when they had to flee for their lives. They are literally just sitting in the dirt under the night sky.

Ayla’s mother Bashaer @bshaeromars-blog is trying to get Ayla to sleep, but Ayla is too cold and uncomfortable. The low temperature in Gaza tonight is just 47 F or 8 C. They are starving, freezing, and totally without resources. They DESPERATELY need funds for a tent, food, and other basic necessities!! The tent alone is $3000

Currently: $40,469

New temporary goal: $43,469 USD

Please send anything you can so baby Ayla and her family can survive the night!!

[thepeacefulgarden]

[kelebegin-ruhu]

[moonlitenvyillust]

Epic Telemachus HC's because i am bored and i cant post any drawings of him (yet) because i havent finished his design

|• He draws alot to pass his time. Before the suitors came, he used to draw designs for Penelope to weave. Which resulted into his scarf, the last thing she weaved for him before she had to make the shroud bluff

|• Telemachus, every year, makes a hyper realistic drawing of him, his mother, and his father while waiting. Why? Because one, he needs something to pass the time. Two, he wants to get better. But on the other hand, its never finished. Because he doesnt know how his father looks.

|• he's actually a master of sarcasm™ and Vicious mockery™ but locked in during little wolf because he knows he cant bitch tongue his way out of this one

|• he has long hair and ties it up. Fight me.

|• growing up with drunk suitors around, he does not know romantic love. But he is oh so very aware of lust. To him, because of lack of understanding and lack of anyone teaching him about it, he sees lust and love as two very similar things. And listening into his parents in WYFILWMA he is contemplimenting wether or not he should barge in and stop anything from happening

|• self esteem issues from the suitor's. Oh come on i cant be the only one that sees this???

|• you've seen Trans!Telemachus headcannons. Now i propose, genderfluid!Telemachus. Gender is a social construct. Fuck you

|• remember the scarf i mentioned in the first point? Telemachus wears that thing EVERYWHERE. and he refuses to take it off. A reminder of who he is and who he thrives to keep safe

|• he has His mother's eye shape but with Odysseus's sharpness. Does that make sense? No? Yeah ill post a drawing of their eyes later idk

|• he needs friends everyone. His only friend all his life is a fucking dog (no hate to Argos he's amazing)

|• inherted some of Penelope's naiad-like features. Really good swimmer. Fight me. (How many Times had i said fight me in this post?)

|• his Naivete is his weapon. He uses how he seems like an innocent boy as an advantage for a long time. But it kinda shattered during little wolf.

|• Peisisarus was his gay awakening. And Nausicaa was his Bi awakening. Guess what he decided on? Date both. And both decided hell to the yeah

|• when training with Athena, she realized how much and how little he resembled his father.

|• Athena suggested he used a spear, because he seems to be better at is (she meant a sword is too heavy for him!)

|• remember his Athena cosplay during Odysseus? Yeah. Thats a magical girl transformation and his "diplomatic mission" was him meeting Peisisarus and Nausicaa and also his magical girl training arc/hj

|• Telemachus never needed "the talk". Listening to whatever drunken blabbers the suitors had gave him understanding. From that he hated sex and shit. But he got the talk anyways

|• During his time with the suitors, he was almost taken advantage of. But he was lucky enough to escape.

|• also in that time period, watching those men get drunk gives him a hatred to any type of alcohol. He refuses to take more than half a cup of wine.

|• Telemachus tries, he really does. But nightmares always comes and he just feels the need to guard his mother's Doors again. And when he Heard noises from inside, he goes batshit and feels anxiety, sadness, and dissapointment in himself. Until Odysseus walks out hearing him and gives him hugs

[aliciamaynardsworld2]

Dude, the fact that you smile so fucking bright after all that shit that you went through>>>>>

[unbfacts]

Buffett has revised his plan to donate his fortune to the Gates Foundation in the future. Instead, he now plans to let his children decide.

[d-choppy]

More Raph and Franky ~ (rottmnt oc)

if you don't know, i love Big Boy Raph ~ here more drawings of Raph and my oc Franky with little baby Lou ~ some happy moment ~ I love them so much !

[saphstories]

I have a silly little request for you

Sonic trying to get Tails to bed after a stressful day

I'll Be There Just for You

It shouldn’t have surprised the Blue Blur as much as it did. He knew his little brother, knew that when some idea sparked in that genius head, he wouldn���t be ripped away from it until he was satisfied or bored… or both.

But to find the twin-tailed kit half-dangling out of a Crab Bot, wrench hanging loosely from his fingers, and little snuffly snores echoing through the workshop, Sonic shook his head in both mirth and exhaustion, heaving a long sigh.

“Come on, Tails, up and at ‘em.” Sonic combed his fingers between the kit’s ears. “As comfy as the Crab looks, its no bed. Come on.” As expected, Tails let out a sleepy grumble and curled his namesakes over his body, snuffling into their fur. Sonic smiled. “Gonna play hardball, huh? Alrighty then, you leave me no choice.” An ear twitching in his direction was the only indication that the fox heard, but it was alright. He’d be listening closely soon enough.

“When you feel afraid,

When you lose your way, I’ll find you,”

An aqua eye cracked, and Sonic pretended to ignore it, continuing his rhythmic strokes through the fur between Tails’ pricked ears.

“Just try to smile and dry your eyes,

I will bring back the moon into your skies,

And ever you will, remember brother, I’ll be there to,”

Sonic opened his arms and Tails crawled out of the Crab Bot, climbing into his brother’s lap and putting his ear against his chest.

“Say to you,

I promise you,

I promise to,

Comfort you and say to you:

Brother, I’ll be there just for you.”

With years of practice and ease, Sonic cradled the fox against his chest and stood, a soft clicking purr he only ever used for the one in his arms soothing the discontented kit clinging to him.

“There’s so much to learn,

And when you want me,

Then I’ll show you,

And through the years, you’ll always be,

The lullaby of the heart of the child in me.”

Some things never grew old or faded with time. As Tails drifted between the waking world and dreams, he curled his namesakes tight around his big brother, a tiny smile on his muzzle at the slight sway and bounce to Sonic’s gait as he walked through the house and up the stairs, cradling him the exact same way he’d done since he was a tiny and frightened kit. A sleepy purr rumbled in his throat, and he nuzzled into the soft fur of Sonic’s shoulder.

“Whenever you will, remember brother,

I’ll be there to,

Say to you,

I promise you,

I promise to,

Comfort you and say to you,

Brother, I’ll be there just for you.”

Sonic gently pried Tails’ fingers from his fur—kit always had an iron grip—and tucked the blanket delicately around him, kneeling beside the little biplane bed, that same soft smile still on his face as his baby brother drifted in dreams.

“Hold it, feel it,

Music is in your heart.

When you need it,

Just keep listening,

Let it sing, let it sing.”

Sonic blinked the tears gathering in his eyes away as he gazed at his brother. He wasn’t one for nostalgia, for reflection, for focusing on the past. He much preferred to focus on the present, to soak in every moment and keep pushing forward. But, looking at Tails, he couldn’t help the surge of pride and affection for the fox. He’d grown so much, become so much—a tinker, an inventor, a hero—since the frightened kit he’d found all those years ago. Sonic was sure, in time, Tails would shake the stars in ways he’d never be able to, and he couldn’t wait to see it… but he was in no hurry for it, either.

“Though you’ve grown away,

No matter how you change,

I’ll know you.

When you tire of life alone,

There will always be one sure way back home.

You just turn on the quiet,

And you close your eyes,

And listen inside.”

Sonic huffed a tired laugh and kissed Tails’s forehead, letting his head rest there for a moment before straightening up and heading for the door. But he lingered in the doorway, watching the moonlight shimmer and illuminate the fox’s orange fur shining silver.

“I’ll be there to sing to you,

I promise you,

I promise to,

Comfort you and sing to you,

And brother, I’ll be there,

Anytime and anywhere,

Tails, I’ll be there just for you.”

[365filmsbyauroranocte]

A Real Pain (Jesse Eisenberg, 2024)

[artbysarf]

Strong Dad

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