#ship strikes

[iww-gnv]

Article date: September 30, 2024

NEW YORK -- The union representing U.S. dockworkers has signaled that 45,000 members will walk off the job at midnight, kicking off a massive strike likely to shut down ports across the East and Gulf coasts. The coming work stoppage threatens to significantly snarl the nation's supply chain, potentially leading to higher prices and delays for households and businesses if it drags on for weeks. That's because the strike by members of the International Longshoremen's Association could cause 36 ports — which handle roughly half of the goods shipped into and out of the U.S. — to shutter operations. ILA confirmed over the weekend that its members would hit the picket lines at 12:01 a.m. Tuesday. In a Monday update, the union continued to blame the United States Maritime Alliance, which represents the ports, for continuing to “to block the path” towards an agreement before the contract deadline. “The Ocean Carriers represented by USMX want to enjoy rich billion-dollar profits that they are making in 2024, while they offer ILA Longshore Workers an unacceptable wage package that we reject," ILA said in a prepared statement. “ILA longshore workers deserve to be compensated for the important work they do keeping American commerce moving and growing." ILA also accused shippers of “gouging their customers" with sizeable price increases for containers over recent weeks. The union said that this will result in increased costs for American consumers.

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[hinamie]

quick itfs sketch page

[cringefail-clown]

hey remember the post i made that brodad in turnabout would be absolutely hilarious? because i remember. and i cannot forget. and now im thinking about it constantly

please send help

[jicklet]

Ember and Wade in Elemental (2023)

[real-skel]

Don’t shoot me dead for posting this PLEASE

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

jin guangshan and lan qiren yaoi perhaps? since their shapes create a perfect balance?

Two old men perform worlds first successful 96.

[yki-dolls]

He is also a loser simp

gayass

Also here's his brothers

Also losers btw

Donny's is Uranium btw i don't know how clear that was

And why yes, i did purposefully make the resolution of the images i used for don and raph lower because i think that makes it funnier, of course!

Commissions open

[stoneshipper]

imagine your f/o...

... writing you a love letter! they'd put careful care and consideration into every aspect of it - from the stationary to the pen they use to write to you. maybe their handwriting is naturally neat, or perhaps they write with such quick passion that it's harder to decipher. in any case, their letter is filling with nothing but compassionate words that they hope to use to brighten your day and make your heart feel warm ❦︎

dividers made for me by kynibyou! 🍂 prosh¡p dni.

[umbrvx]

fuck it *ff8s ur jd*

[chaoticcomposition]

ves be normal challenge

[panoffrying]

Watched these two turn from friends to lovers over time in my Cult and I’m so happy for them! Happy late Valentine’s Day 🕷️💜🐜

[theminecraftbee]

Here is how to slowly, completely, and irrevocably fall into having someone know your soul as well as you do theirs:

First, be enemies, but of circumstance. Neither of you were really on opposite sides so much as connected to them. You think he loved them, though, that side that was only your enemy by virtue of not being your ally. He loved them, even if he didn't spend as much time with them. You mock him for this. For calling their leader 'king'. (Later, you'll hold onto mockery like it's all you have. You know it's not a game and you know he was really king, but without your ability to make fun of what's happening, you won't be much at all.)

You have a best friend then. This, too, is almost an accident, although to explain all the ways it's also on purpose will take longer than you have to explain. He's wonderful, and loyal, and going to die. So you die fast and young first, before him. You die in front of your friend. You die in front of him.

You don't regret it, the dying young, because it means you die before anyone else can die for you.

Second, watch your best friend fall in love with him, although that phrase feels both too pedestrian and too much like it's overstating the thing that really happens. You have your own drama for too long to really understand how it happens, of course. You're too busy facing a betrayal that will scrape the inside of your soul forever. (To tell the truth, you've already forgiven him for it, but there's something easy about being each other's enemies, so you keep going, orbiting around each other in betrayal betrayal betrayal. But that's someone else who knows your soul, another story.)

Then your best friend dies, as does nearly everyone else. You sit around a campfire with him. You tell him that your best friend trusts him; you'll trust him too. He stands by your side near the end, the two of you running together, another man's memories on your lips.

You're not sure what you regret, then, but you know there's something that won't undo that's a part of you now.

Third, learn the value of choices, as the universe tries its best to take yours from you. In this one, the people you're by the side of is at once familiar and strange. The finalists who'd protected you last time are now an ugly mix of your chosen soulmate and your enemy by making that choice; you attempt to hold on to your ability to choose even as blood makes it clear you can't. (The universe tried to pick someone who would fit you well, you realize later. More people who know your soul that this story isn't actually about. You care for him too, is the thing; you care for choosing more.)

You don't see him much, this time. You respect each other, though. It's hard not to respect each other after everything that's happened. Still, you don't see him, and he doesn't see you. Instead, you see the end of the game. You nearly hold it in your fingers.

You regret. You regret deeply. You are so tired of watching people die, you think, and you regret more than anything else that you couldn't stop it.

Fourth, become enemies, but this time intentionally. Enemies, maybe, is a strong word; you're assigned co-parents, except bad, divorced ones. There's something hysterical about the whole thing, in both the comedic sense of the word and in the original, more concerning sense, especially given the way you all have thought about your best friend-now-son in the past. (Family ties are a thing you'll come to value; it's just that what the names are don't count, really, not when you do this again and again and again. Plus, it's nice to be able to have an excuse to yell.)

It's almost fun again. Maybe it's almost fun. You trade barbs with each other, and try to kill each other, and this time the consequences are light enough that you try to help each other, too. You see each other a lot. You're enemies, of course, but you see each other a lot, as you are: scared, and tired, and not as frightening as you appear, and happy, despite it all.

You don't regret much. You die fast and young, alongside your allies. You see his face before you do though, and you think he's the one with regrets.

Fifth, trip over him as you run across the first session of a new game. You don't know yet what this one will be, if it will be betrayals, or more stolen choices, or family, or fun, or anything else, but you look him in the eyes and make a choice. You will be friends this time instead of enemies. And it's nice. He and you fit together oddly now, but well, despite the oddities. You've had time to learn to, from a distance, and then closer and closer. (People seem baffled you're friends now. You wish you could explain that that's how these stories go sometimes.)

You're pretty certain he'll leave you when the time comes. He says he's a runner, and not a protector, and yet, when the time comes to betray you, you both know he won't hurt you, and you're both surprised anyway.

"You might regret this," you tell him quietly. You both have scars.

"You might regret this," he agrees. But you also both have choices.

"Okay," you say. "Have you ever fallen in love?"

"Cleo," he says, brushing your hair aside, and he doesn't answer.

"I don't think I have," you say honestly. "I think it's something else. Have you ever accidentally given someone a piece of your soul?"

"All the time," he says, and that's that.

The end is coming soon. You'll find out if you regret it.

[otaku553]

Haha

[heyyblueberrygirl]

I can't believe the kids didn't get to bowl in the bowling episode smh

[clowneryandshenanegans]

Ok, but imagine if Odysseus told Zeus to kill him instead of the crew

Imagine they look on in horror as he smiles one last time and says, “tell Penelope I said goodbye” before his body is filled with so much electricity that his skin burns in an instant, lets out the most gut-wrenching scream they’ve ever heard even after 10 years of war, and collapses onto the ships floor.

Imagine they get back to Ithaca, without their captain, surrounded by the citizens of a king who doesn’t exist anymore.

Imagine Ctimene embracing Eurylochus with all her energy, then looking to find her brother.

Imagine Penelope, weary with sleepless nights, running to them, crying to see her husband again, 13 year old Telemachus following behind her, clinging to her skirts.

Imagine the crew turning to avoid her gaze, only Eurylochus being able to face her with the words: “he said he loved you until his dying breath.”

Imagine Penelope collapsing and screaming like Odysseus did, like she’d been struck down by Zeus as he had. Ctimene and Telemachus trying to comfort her. Ctimene crying herself.

Just imagine it.

[itslilacokay]

BLUEWART!!

well..................gijinka netherwarts returns i guess

and there goes gravity! /ref

inspired by this reblog lol