"Take these biscuits with you to heaven." A father went to buy biscuits for his son, and when he returned, he found his son and wife killed by Israeli missiles on the house to which they had fled in Khan Yunis.
“What happened? What sort of spell was that? Is that an unforgivable curse?”, “It’s called sniper rifle, you wizardly scum”
—commander wake
what’s important to know about palamedes is that he got stuck in a tiny room in complete isolation for 8 months not knowing if he would ever be rescued. and he responded to this psychological torture by writing trashy romance novel fanfic
i arrive at canaan house
hair: coiffed
muscles: ripped
rapier: out
lesbians: unimpressed
my soul is forcibly cannibalized by ianthe tridentarius
Crossdressing party goers in Gaza, Palestine (1960s) | ph: Kegham Djeghalian
This photo was found by Djeghalian's grandson in 2018, along with an entire collection documenting the rich culture and history of Gaza. Djeghalian survived the Armenian genocide as a toddler, fleeing to Syria, then Lebanon, before moving to Palestine, where he lived between Al-Quds and Jaffa. There he would meet his wife Zevart Nakashian, and go on to open the Kegham photography studio in Gaza.
✨Little Things I Hope Happen For You✨
- I hope when you accidentally leave your coffee or tea to cool for too long you come back and it's the perfect temperature
- I hope you go to the store and everything you need is much cheaper than you expected
- I hope you get an unexpected check up call or message from one of your favorite people when you're not feeling your best
- I hope anything you're worried about turns out even better than you could've imagined
- I hope you find happiness even in the little things
- Erika, The Clumsy Witch
To the people in the notes: we are holding hands now
It’s that time of the year again
Adhd will have you too burnt out to eat or shower but give you the hubris to decide you can homebrew an entire d&d system on the back of a receipt
With the knowledge that Vulcan has regularly high winds & subsequent sandstorms I propose a type of guy: midwestern dads watching tornadoes but for Vulcans. Somebody's uncle Sovar standing outside with his hands on his hips watching a massive cloud roll closer. Unconcerned because this happens, like, every couple of weeks. He's like "this one is large, is it not" yes it is go back inside Sovar
The one Vulcan aspect Kirk can excel at.
Kirk: “Oh yeah I’m from Iowa. It’s part of something called tornado alley.”
Spock: “Where’s the captain? The storm is getting worse.”
Crewman: “He’s out there with the other Vulcans. He told us to wait in the shuttle.”
(chuckle) ...Sold.
Just reblogging for some Oklahoma rep.
hydrate or diedrate
not a request
can someone please be proud of me like fuck I’m trying
reblog to let prev know you’re proud of them