Eye on Palestine wrote a letter of gratitude to South Africa. It reads:
A letter of gratitude to South Africa
The team of Eye on Palestine wants to express gratitude and pride in South Africa's historical move of charging Israel with the crime of genocide in the International Court of Justice. Our audience has always made us feel that intersectional solidarity is the key, and today South Africa embodied this solidarity and made the world a witness to it; a nation that survived Apartheid is saving another nation that is being torn by it.
Many Palestinian activists started to lose hope in covering the daily atrocities committed by the Israeli Occupation since real actions were never taken. Today, South Africa has broken this cycle of despair. We will continue spreading the word, covering the crimes against humanity, and to keep pushing for concrete actions. We demand the world to keep an eye on this case. To conclude, Nelson Mandela once said, "Freedom is incomplete without the freedom of the Palestinians".
not me crying over the ace rep in heartbreak high again. 'i feel like someone's always gonna be making a sacrifice if they'd want to be with me' i mean that shit hits so fucking hard. i've really never had a character i could relate to as much as i do to ca$h
“Bisexual women and their boring boyfriends” I know this is hard for y’all to hear, but I actually don’t give a fuck if you think my boyfriend is boring; “they want us to roll out the red carpet for their ugly boyfriends” I actually don’t give a fuck what you think about my relationships and who I date; I don’t know how to explain to y’all that NOTHING WE DO IS FOR YOU!!! Our relationships aren’t not for you, we dont do ANYTHING for you! We’re not gnc for you (for those of you saying it’ll make you like us more), our relationships aren’t for you (you can have your hurt feelings about our ugly/boring boyfriends or us being poly, I do not fucking care), and we are certainly not bi for you or your attention. Nothing bi people do is for or about you, and you can cry to your Twitter followers about whatever it is we’re doing that you don’t like, because I do not care.
Yeahh, if anyone wondered where i went for the last couple of weeks art-wise, i was working on this- a FULLY RENDERED ANIMATIC IN TIME FOR THE LUNAR NEW YEAR because why not 🫠👌
Also this counts as my official first railao post, idfk why it took me this long to draw em 😭😭😭😭😭 oh well enjoy and of course,
Some fanart of your tmnt 2003 fic 'Not Alone'. Words are not my strong point, so hopefully fanart is cool! I'm a huge fan of your writing; the tone, feeling, and characterizations have inspired me to create many times. So thanks, and Happy Birthday!
(I wasn't sure which blog to send it to or if I got the day right, either way, I hope you have a good one!)
Oh I am HOLLERIN AND STOMPING MY LITTLE FEET OMG!!!!! They're so precious!! Thank you SO much, I love your art and your comics so much, this is so special and it's 100% going into the digital photo frame rotation!!! 😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
thinking about Steve who suffers through Dustin whining at him for rides to school—he secretly doesn’t mind, but he’s gotta put up some sort of protest or the kid will really start taking liberties—and one morning he pulls up to see Claudia’s car still in the driveway, even though Dustin definitely told him that she was already at work.
When he points it out, Dustin gets all defensive, “She’s busy, Steve!” before he launches into some complaint about homework—but Steve knows a distraction when he sees one.
He doesn’t point it out, hides his smile as he checks the side-view mirrors. Feels his heart glow with exasperated affection, that Dustin doesn’t need the ride at all—just wants to spend time with him.
“Take it I’m picking you up after school, too?” he says—and he knows that he is genuinely needed there, because Claudia sometimes finishes work two hours after the end of last period, and he’s not gonna leave Dustin to walk home in the dark, or subject him to the horrors of the bus.
“As long as it’s not a major inconvenience,” Dustin says precociously.
“You’re a major pain in my ass,” Steve says mildly, turning into the school parking lot. “Okay, got all your stuff? Yeah, yeah, see you—dude, how many times? Wipe your feet!”
But Dustin’s already out the car, waving with a smirk; Steve rolls his eyes dramatically.
But he doesn’t mind really: muddy footprints in the car are a small price to pay for family.
“Historically accurate 19th-century levihan does not exist”
Me: Oh yeah? Watch me
A purely self-indulgent levihan piece that I commissioned @catyypss to draw in my quest to turn my silly little fanfic into an illustration. Thank you so much Caty, you’re the best!!! 🥹❤️