#sorry if this is confusing

[starryluminary]

I like imagining this was a whole event to them with props and backgrounds and the like. It feels homey and like they’re a family

#look who managed to make the damn comic #traditional instead of digital like I wanted but I still managed #sorry if this is confusing #if you don’t want to read the alt text Manitoba is the one taking the picture #and Mike is the one listening to music in the corner with mal #the rest I think are self explanatory #total drama #system swift #Starry makes art #total drama mike #td mike #total drama chester #td chester #total drama vito #td vito #total drama manitoba #td manitoba #manitoba smith #total drama mal #td mal #total drama svetlana #td svetlana #also I didn’t get to give Mike his lyric so I’m doing it here that’s his lyric #go listen to death by a thousand cuts it’s such a good song

[frownyalfred]

so that's why kids are "pups"? Because as a pup they're neither boy or girl or both, they're just pups? Wow, that's a very interesting kind of manner on this topic of the genitals in the A/B/O world...

Yes! Pups who generally are born male or female. After that, the secondary designation isn’t known until the eventual presentation heat/rut.

I’m not going to lie, I kind of ended up here because of some choices I made while writing a coral room, but I’m not upset with the idea. I think it’s fascinating to truly not know how you’ll present until the actual day it happens.

And in order for it to actually be a surprise, you don’t have external genitalia — other than a urethra — that would indicate what was going to happen. I think it’s actually super fascinating also because that’s how humans in the womb are — we start out with nothing, then the beginnings of AFAB genitalia, and then if you’re AMAB, things keep changing even further.

#sorry if this is confusing #I think I’m happy with how it ended up #and it’ll be angsty for poor Jason soon #bruce wayne #batman #dc #myfic #theresurrectionist #a/b/o mention #a/b/o tw #mpreg mention #mpreg tw #tw discussion of genitals #a sky of honey #a coral room #Jason todd #asks #anon

[cupcakedoesthings]

So, I need a little help.

I'm making patches for my bag (I'm cross-stitching them) and I want to make stuff that's fandom related. So like, I already made a tape recorder for tma, but I'm stuck on what to do for tgcf and pjo

So, what things do you associate PJO and TGCF with that can be made into a cross stitching patch?

#Sorry if this is confusing #I can try to elabotate if it is #Tgcf #Tian guan ci fu #Percy Jackson #percy jackon and the olympians

[movedtodykedvonte]

Miles and 42-Miles are having each others canon events in reverse such as losing a captain then uncle and vice versa. It’s seems 42-Miles still has canon events like a Spider-Man should be just lacks the powers (something to be discussed within of itself).

What might happen in 42-Aaron is gonna be put in danger and basically go through what happens in ITSV but Miles now knowing about canon events will stop it and somehow take a bullet for Aaron, mirroring what happens in the Ultimate comics to Peter Parker. In turn 42-Miles will save Miles’ Jefferson. The canon will not collapse due to the paradox of Miles saving and not saving his own uncle and the same for 42-Miles and Jefferson.

This is just a theory on what might happen to concretely disprove Miguel’s canon-events theory like the story is building up to.

#sorry if this is confusing #miles g morales #miles molares #across the spiderverse #atsv #beyond the spiderverse #btsv #spiderverse #spider-man

[escape-cube5]

Here, after finally crawling out of the void, I present this

TW: safe vore, unwilling prey, slight blood, playful pred that's kind of an asshole

NSFW/kink/fetish DNI

For some context, this takes place in an older universe I had written. There's a shelter that provides care for inhuman species, endangered or simply hurt. The creatures there consist mostly of Nagas, Fairies, and some merfolk in later timelines.

"He's pretty, isn't he?" Juniper mused, looking at the Merman splashing around in the lake.

The fairy king nodded. He was disturbed by the predatory look in Juniper's eyes. His pupils had narrowed into slits. "Uh- Yes, he is," he said quietly.

Juniper grinned. "I think I want to speak to him. I'll be back," he said.

He stood up, slowly going down the hill to the lake. He entered the water, lowering himself as he approached the Merman.

The Nagas were all fascinated and curious about the new residence. Steven had ordered them not to mess with the Merman because they might scare him and make him uncomfortable. He was skittish apparently.

Juniper didn't particularly care about the warning. He knew Steven couldn't really do anything to stop him. He was an endangered species, and physical violence wouldn't be tolerated. Not that he ever thought Steven would hurt him, but he might if he hurt the Merman. He didn't want to though. He only wanted to play with him.

As he got closer, he watched the Merman freeze where he was. He knew he could feel the different movements in the water. Steven had told them he was very sensitive to changes in the water since he was from the sea.

Now alarmed, the Merman looked around the lake frantically until he noticed the mop of black hair and golden eyes peeking up from the surface of the water. He looked horrified to see another creature in the lake. He let out a frightened chitter before fleeing from Juniper.

Juniper frowned. "Hey, come back! I only want to play!" he said after letting his head fully break the surface. He took in a deep breath before diving down again, hurrying after the Merman. He was nowhere near as fast as him in the water; he couldn't see as well either.

The Merman glanced back in fear. His eyes were startlingly orange even in the murky water.

Juniper tried to smile at him though he had a feeling it came out as more of a grimace.

The Merman pushed himself to go even faster. Juniper kept his current pace, hoping the Merman would tire himself out doing laps around the lake. He wasn't even sure why he was doing that. It wasn't like he could escape.

But it worked out like Juniper was anticipating. The Merman eventually slowed, and June was able to grab his tail. He gripped it, managing to get the tip in his mouth, and held it between his teeth. The scales were smooth and slippery but soft enough to be pierced.

He swallowed. The fin scraped against his throat uncomfortably but it wasn't painful.

The Merman looked behind himself and shrieked. It wasn't loud underneath the water.

Juniper could see his facial features clearly now. He was a bit fish-eyed. His eyes were large and glassy, almost popping out of his skull. His whole face looked strange to the Naga. He couldn't determine if he was pretty or ugly for his species.

He looked incredibly frightened. That was one thing the Naga could determine.

He didn't linger on it though, continuing to swallow his tail. He grabbed his hips and forced him in deeper.

The Merman kept making some awful noise and flailing his arms as he attempted to escape. Juniper found it a little irritating, but he understood his fear.

Juniper fitted his hips into his mouth. Well, that was the last of his fish body. Now it was time to swallow the rest of his body. He wondered if it would taste any different. Less fishy perhaps.

The Merman hit him across the face. Juniper was dazed for a split second before becoming aware of a stinging pain. He could faintly see red flowing into the water.

He was bleeding. So apparently his prey had claws. He wondered why he didn't use them sooner.

Juniper gripped the Merman's arms and hastily downed the rest of his body. He didn't want to get cut again.

After the Merman was finally sealed away inside of his stomach, Juniper rose to the surface to take in a deep breath. It felt good. His lungs had started to burn. He lingered a moment before realizing the Merman probably needed water to survive just like he needed air. He dipped his head down, taking in large gulps of the lake water. It was..not pleasant. He hoped he wasn't going to get some kind of disease from this.

Juniper's stomach was stretched out uncomfortably past its normal limits. Maybe the Merman had been a bit too big. His face was still stinging too.. Maybe this wasn't a good idea, he thought with a sigh.

The Naga dragged himself out of the lake and promptly collapsed on the ground. His gluttony was going to get the best of him one of these days.

He rubbed his stomach. The Merman was still struggling inside, making miserable noises. Now that the edge from his predatory instincts was fading away he was starting to feel a little bad. Not much, but just a little.

"Hey.. It's okay," Juniper mumbled. "I don't want to hurt you. I was only playing.."

The Merman continued chirping and shrieking, and it occurred to Juniper that he never asked if he could even understand English. It was clear he couldn't speak it. Maybe he couldn't understand it either.

Ah, whatever.

Juniper dismissed the Merman's feelings or fear. He enjoyed eating him, he couldn't deny that. His struggles made it even better.

He slowly rolled over to his side, drawing his tail close to his body. He purred with satisfaction. This was good, very good. His discomfort was already fading away as his body was getting used to the size of his large prey.

Something slapped his cheek.

Juniper grunted, swatting at it.

It hit him again, accompanied by a voice this time. "Juniper."

It was soft, frail. The fairy king, he realized.

He slowly opened his eyes, squinting at the man bent over him. "What?" he grumbled. He tried to sit up but was stopped by the weight in his gut. Ah, right, the Merman.

He patted his stomach, receiving a little movement from the Merman in response.

"I told Steven on you- He's going to come out here any moment now," the king said. He slapped him with the folded fan he had. Juniper winced.

"How about I eat you too?" he threatened and managed to sit up. He bared his teeth at the fairy king.

The man harrumphed, crossing his arms. "I'd like to see you try."

Juniper glared at him. The king's smugness irritated him.

"Okay," he hissed. He got up with a grunt, waving his arms to keep balance. The weight from the Merman was throwing him off.

The fairy king backed away nervously. He wasn't expecting Juniper to actually get up. "Uh.. You don't have to prove that to me," he said. "You look full enough."

"I don't think I am," he hissed, flicking his tongue out. He went to lunge at him but paused when he noticed Steven coming towards them.

"Juniper- Spit him out now," Steven ordered. Juniper scowled.

"I don't want to," he grumbled, hugging his stomach. The Merman squirmed, chirping softly. It tickled.

Steven sighed. "I know you don't want to, but you have to," he muttered. "Neither of you can function like that.. don't even think about digesting him either. Spit him out, Juniper."

The Naga frowned. His feelings were a bit hurt by the implication that he would ever digest someone. He considered the creatures here family in an odd way.

Juniper reluctantly crouched down by the water. He held himself up with his arms and prepared to gag the Merman back up. With the first retch, nothing came up except for water. With the second he could feel a part of the Merman catch in his throat, and with a third he could feel him coming all the way back up.

Coming out headfirst, the Merman screeched immediately. He wiggled frantically to get out. Once his arms came out, the fish part of his body slipped out easily enough. He fell into the shallow water, wiggling to get on his belly, and dragged himself out until he could swim again. He escaped from view as he went into the deeper parts of the lake.

Juniper groaned softly and sat up. His throat was sore and he felt empty now.

He glanced at the king; he felt very tempted to eat him now.

"Go back to the house- Don't bother any of the other species or you won't get dinner," Steven said. Juniper huffed and reluctantly went back to his enclosure. He went inside, curling up in his nest.

He was definitely going to see that Merman again if it killed him.

#sorry if this is confusing #cube writes #soft vore #v0re #safe vore #monster pred #naga pred #merfolk prey

[colourcontest]

if I want to submit a color do i have to submit the name or the hex code or smth??

Whatever you like! Some people have submitted hex codes or RGB values, some people have submitted descriptions, some people have submitted [thing that it's like] [colour name] (e.g. TARDIS blue), one person even just submitted "grey"! I will say, however, that if you use an RGB or hex value, unless it has some sort of significance to it, it'll probably be lumped in with any similar colours.

#answered asks #Sorry if this is confusing #I'm autistic and bad at phrasing things #Feel free to ask for clarification if you need it!

[tanukiviruz]

I need people to draw Enids werewolf form properly. Give that girl the ugly she was meant to have, give her those long ass canines, give her those fucked up proportions. I need to see her ass looking all feral and decrepit and not just like some oversized wolf.

#enid sinclair #enid wednesday #wednesday #wednesday netflix #enid emma myers #wednesday 2022 #pls i need it #I require sustenance #sorry if this is confusing #my first language isn’t English #💬

[jasonsmirrorball]

wait I think I confused you with somebody else …. Am I hallucinating… this is embarrassing 🤔🤔🤔

if this is the anon who asked about my jason fics i’m parkerprotectionprogram on ao3!! u can find my jason fics on there - if that’s who you’re thinking about. if not, all good!!

on ao3, i write under both parkerprotectionprogram and mirrorballarchives - i made the first wayyyy back when i was writing on tumblr (on a different blog of the same name) for peter parker, and have been writing for jason on there for a few years as well, but all my hotd fics are on the second

#sorry if this is confusing #love letters 💌

[bumbis]

so at my high school they had locker rooms for the pool attached to the pool, but i didnt know that. (they told us that the day before at the end of class but i dont think i was listening) So i got my bathing suit on in everybody else was talking and shit i didnt have any friends in that class so i just went out to the hallway to walk around to the front entrance of the pool. now my high school was built on the idea to put all the classrooms in the middle and all the shit no one would usually go to was on either far side of the school, so the back of the pool is near the stem classrooms. i walk out of the locker room and the entire fucking robotics class is outside and the teacher says something AND THIS FUCKING CLASS FULL OF NERDS LAUGHS anyways i walk through their fucking hallway robot class and go to the front and by pure luck their is a janitor there and hes like what the fuck are you doing and im like oh “im supposed to be in there” and. you know im in swim shorts he knows im not lying and probably feels bad for me. he unlocks the locked entrance to the pool and like half the class is there now and the teacher and shes like “where’d you go” and i think i just said something like “around” and that was the end of it.

#high school #sorry if this is confusing

[newts-and-sharks]

Non-DnD Anon Here

Sub classes? Ive heard of DnD before but never heard of sub classes. How do they work, does Moon just play music with blades as a Bard rogue subclass while Sun plays a Bow like a single string harp?

Im genuinely confused. Sorry if this annoys you.

Oh no problem at all!

I might be wrong about this, so dnd people feel free to correct me, but I’m pretty sure that once your main class is leveled enough, you can choose a sub class! I personally want to make a half orc barbarian with a bard subclass, which means that her main skills would be using her rage to inflict damage and having a spiritual connection to a certain animal (again, feel free to correct me) but she could also use her portable drum set and scream heavy metal while beating on said drums.

To put it simply: it basically is like if you are an artist, your subclass could be a writer! Or vice versa, depending on what your strong suit is

#sorry if this is confusing #I’m not the best at explaining #and I’m also sorry if any information is incorrect #I haven’t played a proper dnd session and I’ve had to look this stuff up on my own for the past two years #hope this helps!

[iciatheguardess]

Her head hurts.... her face hurts.... everywhere on Icia's body hurts just enough to be noticeable. She doesn't move, doesn't speak, doesn't even open her eyes.

Other than the pain, everything is..... oddly content and calm. Just her, all alone, in her own space.

You are a truly ridiculous fool, Icia.

The voice makes Icia suddenly lift her head, eyes shooting open only to be met by pure darkness.

It sounds.... like her, only bitter. Disgusted. Cold.

".... what?"

You heard me.

Icia groans and covers her ears, but the voice reverberates in her mind.

"Please, go away.... not now....."

No, now is the perfect time to talk. Let's talk.

"I just escaped literal abstraction, I don't need these thoughts now...."

Thoughts don't wait for 'the right time'. This cycle needs to end, Icia.

She looks up, biting the insides of her cheeks. But before Icia can respond, the voice speaks again.

You're hurting everyone you love, Icia. You saw everyone when you came back.... concerned. Crying. Traumatized. Over you. You did that.

How can you call yourself a guardess when all you do is hurt everyone around you by neglecting yourself? They see you suffer. They tell you to tell them, they tell you to stop. But you persist, and you persist in secret.

"Some things are left better unsaid."

You've broken their trust Icia, how do they know you aren't planning to do this again? How can they trust that you'll be alright, when you've proven time and time again you can't?

"......."

How can Lance trust you'll be alright?

Icia narrows her eyes at the voice, anger sending chills down her spine.

"Don't you bring Lance into this-"

Why not? He's the most affected out of everyone you've hurt. Every time something happens, you fall into his open arms with barely a second thought.

"You know that isn't true. I don't ever mean to be a burden to him. It's more than just an instinctual reaction."

Yet you still continue to do it. It's become a habit, you clinging to his arms and leaving nothing but frostbite instead of a warm, lingering sensation. Your hands grasp every part of him you can touch, as if you're searching to transfer your frost on anything or anyone except yourself.

"That isn't true...."

You don't want it to be true. But you don't realize that it is. Accept it Icia, you're the toxic one. Every decision you make is wrong- stay silent, you're breaking his trust. Tell him, it's yet another thing he needs to guide you through. Really, I wonder why he hasn't broken the engagement off yet.... maybe he should.

Icia covers her ears, desperately trying to tune the voice out.

"He loves me.... that's why he doesn't leave, he loves me...."

Maybe he shouldn't. People stay in toxic relationships all the time because they love their partners. He doesn't want to leave you because he loves you. But he probably should.... you love him, right? If he wanted to go, you would let him?

"I...."

Of course not. You're dependent. Desperate. You want to feel like you're loved unconditionally, no matter what you do or what trouble you get yourself into. Lance is the closest thing to that. But just you wait.... sooner or later it'll become too painful for him to love you too. The frostbite will take all the warmth out of his hugs and diminish the light in his eyes when he looks at you.

This is too much for him to handle and guess what? It's all. Your. Fault. You are a terrible partner.

Icia doesn't respond. She just covers her ears and prays for the voice to go away, the once gentle warmth that surrounded her feeling like prickling chills.

Maybe she really is a horrible partner. Lance deserves better. He deserves a warm touch and someone with no more than half the problems she has- maybe half is still too much.

The voice speaks again.... but it's soft. Gentle. Understanding. Comforting.

You don't want to hurt him.

"No, I don't..."

..... perhaps you don't need to leave.

"I will if I must... I'll do truly anything to keep him by my side, or if that's impossible then I'll do anything to keep him happy and safe. I don't want to lose him."

.... there is maybe a different solution.

Icia's head snaps up. "Name it."

First, answer me this. Do you love this man, Icia...?

"I do.."

Do you?

"More than anything."

Will you do anything for him?

Icia nods. "I will do absolutely anything and everything for him."

(Even if it means I have to leave.)

There's a sudden wave of warmth on her shoulder, as if someone placed their hand on her.

You'll truly change. No more promises broken for your duty as a guardess. In fact.... take a break from being a guardess entirely. Focus on your home. Your family. Your friends. You. Prove that you will do anything for him, by setting aside your self-destructive 'duties' for him and don't try to be the Guardess Icia.... just be Icia.

"........"

Well?

".... alright. I'll do it. For him."

And you won't break this promise?

"No. I've hit rock bottom with abstracting. It's a miracle I'm even back at all, I'm not wasting this chance. I'll do it, and I'll do it right. No fighting. No excessive helping. No being a guardess."

There is silence for a long, long time. Icia's confidence in her decision starts to waver.

When finally.........

You better do this right. Mark my words, if you don't get your act together, you'll lose him forever. And once again....

It'll be all your fault. Don't disappoint.

Icia's eyes shoot open as she sits up suddenly, in a cold sweat with tears streaming down her face. She's back in her bed, a little moonlight peeking out from the window in the room.

Her quick gasps for air quickly calm into shaky sighs, as one hand feels around for the cracks on her face. They're still there unfortunately.... but at least they aren't bigger than before. That's something at least.

Icia turns her head.... Lance is sprawled out in her bed, half under the blankets. She smiles a little, though it fades as the nightmare replays over and over in her mind.

(.... he really does deserve so much better... I don't understand his patience with me and my crises) she thinks, carefully laying the covers back over him.

After a few moments Icia attempts to wipe the tears off her face. The liquid freezes as her fingers graze it, causing her to wince as tiny bits of ice sting her skin.

(... I don't want to make him too cold) she thinks, looking back at Lance before pulling her sleeves over to conceal her hands and laying next to him.

He feels so warm next to her.... it brings a smile to Icia's face, but also an unfathomable fear. Was that dream a warning....? Is he truly that close to leaving her, or is he that hurt in their relationship?

She thinks for a moment before closing her eyes. (No.... I won't let that happen, not if I can still keep that with him.)

(I'm so sorry Lance.... you never deserved to deal with this. But I'll make it better.... I'll change. I'll change and be better with everyone...)

(Starting right now with us.)

#got lazy at the end #frozenblade #sorry if this is confusing

[asf-director-turner]

OOC stuff

OK so I would like to say I am (again) changing how the ASF works. Divisions are no longer there own thing and are now composed of departments. The research division is now composed of several departments and should be considered an umbrella term. For stuff like the Security Division it will now be the a department part of the Operations Division along with TFU's (Task Force Units). The Medical Division now has a Medical Research Department as well as a Biohazard Research Department. More info soon.

#sorry if this is confusing

[erigold13261]

Let me take a guess on who would be a major (subjective) player in act 3

Junpei: has contact with Mahito, is not dead.

Yu: is not dead.

Hanami: is Ilia’s SO. Might be on the protagonist’s side because of that?

Eri and their friends: (I know you said they wouldn’t but still I want to see more of them)

Peni and Yinu: traveling around the world means they can go to many places

Eloni: they are also traveling so they’d be more available? I guess?

Chai: I think she might be a wandering musician so…

Pretty close!

Junpei and Yu are definitely not dead. Don't know how big they will be in the story though. Definitely will add to the story and not just be like background characters. I just need to actually figure out what to do with these two.

I don't know if Mahito would be in contact with Junpei, but I can definitely figure out a way he would be if I do want the two to be in contact (and now I also realize I need to figure out what I am actually gonna do with Itadori. Hmmmm... I think I can have a Psychonauts plotline tie into his story)

Hanami is NOT going to be a protagonist. I can tell you that much! Well, okay, protagonist means leading character, so technically yes, but she is not supposed to be on the good side that we root for. Or more like... it's a grey area honestly where Hanami stands.

And yea, I know I said that Eri and friends wouldn't be important, but I have changed my mind (especially with Ilia and Hanami's relationship). Those three are gonna be pretty key players in at least providing the audience with reasoning behind some conflicts. So they will actually be pretty important to the plot.

Peni and Yinu are also going to be important mainly because Yinu leaving NSR is what kickstarts this whole entire storyline! He breaks off a bit from the main storyline to go traveling with Peni, but they are key to showing focal points of the plot. (Such as traveling to a place and meeting Hanami for the first time before she ever even met Ilia or any other human honestly).

Eloni is on the same level as Peni and Yinu. But he is also a key connector for Eri and friends to major players in the story (meaning he is the connection to NSR which connects to a bunch of other important characters who will be interested in finding Hanami once she starts moving the plot along).

And finally Chai I think would be working at NSR as a lesser artist. I think that is what I said before. She will be one of the ones who wants to take over Yinu's spot after he left. Either that, or Chai ends up being part of a new program NSR is doing where they send smaller artists out on tour to provide power to places (and that is where she will meet Rodney at some point in Robot City).

So yea! Pretty close that all these characters are going to be important to the story in one way or another! What sucks is I have no idea how I am actually going to tell this story. Because I have a lot of ideas that are disconnected from each other so I am thinking of drawing small scenes here and there.

I just don't think I would be able to draw a comic in chronological order. Firstly, because I am just not good at doing something like that, and secondly, because a lot of these stories are overlapping each other.

Like the curses' story is happening at the same time as the trolls, at the same time as finding a new NSR charter, and at the same time of robots starting to come together against humans.

This whole Future Act is supposed to be really messy and convoluted. With one plot affecting the other and lots of issues becoming world-wide problems.

This is unlike the Past Act which had a lot going on but was over the course of decades with years of quiet between each major topic (plus the stories being more individualize). Or like the Present Act (Revolutions Act) because each revolution was a group issue, but was self contained and happened more like a domino effect.

The Future Act I would say is a lot more like a spiderweb with each movement from one issue affecting at least 3 other issues, which then goes on to affect others.

I've got a few days off coming in the next few weeks, I'm gonna take my time and actually write out a vague plot to help me at least get the overall feel I want. So I know what I want this story to become (even if things are out of order, I should definitely figure out what would affect what more than the other).

#eriverse #eritalks #noart #asks #sorry if this is confusing #or something #but basically everyone is important to some degree #even if it's just being a line of communication #between two characters

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

why aren't there more mysteries that take place in nursing homes & retirement communities. i want to watch a group of deranged retirees-cum-amateur-detectives combine their powers of:

decades of life experience

boredom-fueled busybody shamelessness

access to the most gossipy next-door-neighbors in existence

"I am too old to be arrested and/or give a shit" attitude

and solve crimes. this should be an enormous subgenre.

#their sidekick/Watson/pet hacker is a 15 year old grandkid who hangs out with gram gram on the weekends #her only power is that she has above average search engine skills and flexible knees #which is completely sufficient to round out the group's skill set #they involve her in heist style operations #on the rare occasion she gets caught housebreaking she explains her grandma locked herself out of the condo and asked for help getting in #then this sweet slightly addled old lady shows up and explains she got the address mixed up #it's so confusing when you're old & all the houses look alike and oh she's so sorry to have caused so much trouble #and meanwhile the teenager is rolling her eyes bc she's aware gram gram was a career criminal & con artist for 50 years #anyway gimme a 80-year-old con artist turned amateur sleuth who loves getting older because people are less suspicious of little old ladies #this all takes place in florida naturally

[blondie-drawings]

And the rest of the memes!! My friend enjoyed her birthday gift very much 🥳🥳 (pt 2)

#AND my copy of Nona arrived early!!! cant wait to be confused but intrigued #also i cant remember what the characters look like specifically i just went by vibes #augustine just feels like he'd have a fuck ass blond bob im SORRY #tlt #the locked tomb #gideon nav #gideon the ninth #griddlehark #harrow nonagesimus #harrow the ninth #harrowhark nonagesimus #ianthe tridentarius #mercymorn the first #augustine the first

[opencommunion]

[ID: 4 photos by Hamza Wael Al-Dahdouh.

1: A missile falling directly towards the roof of a residential building. In the foreground is another roof with a water tank, satellite receiver, and clothes hanging on a clothesline.

2: The same building with fire exploding out of its windows. The outside of the building still appears intact but the bomb is blowing it out from the inside.

3: The building is barely visible behind large clouds of smoke and fire.

4: A huge cloud of smoke with rubble flying through the air.

The clothesline, satellite receiver, and water tank are in the foreground of all the photos and appear undamaged.

5: The instagram caption, @.hamza_w_dahdooh: Moments before souls and dreams die …

لحظات قبل ان تموت ارواح واحلام …

/end ID]

#palestine #ID was challenging to write sorry if it’s confusing