It Didn't Start On October 7th

‘I wish for death’ - Twelve-year-old Alma says. She fled bombing and shelling twice before the third place they sheltered was bombed, She was rescued from the rubble only to find out both her parents and all four of her siblings had been killed. She found her 18-month-old brother in an unimaginable state. Her little brother was beheaded from the rubble after the IOF massacred them.

Source: BBC

Day 7

Tuesday

Mom

@adrienagresteseptember2021

He always felt a connection, a bond, to his mother. It was something that couldn’t be explained. It was just so different.

And even after his mother’s death, the bond was still there. The intensity varied from place to a place. It was oddly strong in one of the floors of the house, really no special place. In this place it was like the bond was pulling him towards something underneath the mansion.

The bond was also very present in their favorite park, or an ice cream parlor they often wen,t to or her statue in the garden and her portrait in his father’s studio.

One day the bond was suddenly strong. It was already strong before but this was different as if something activated it and let it’s true power show.

The bond was pulling, no, guiding, him.

Guiding him towards her portrait.

He pressed onto hidden buttons of the drawing, as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

The ground beneath sunk lower. But he didn’t flinch. He knewthis was the right way.

Instead of dirt he saw a grande room with water, trees, butterflies and a casket.

He didn’t need the bond to know that he had to step out of the glass elevator and onto the bridge like metal building and go to it’s very end.

While walking down the path he felt like the main character, he didn’t know if as the hero or as the bad guy. He wasn’t sure about that, but he knew this was important, would change him.

And as he reached the end of it, he saw someone. Someone all to familiar who shouldn’t be here, laying in a casket.

He didn’t know what to do or what to say or... anything.

He just broke down behind the casket not being able to handle seeing his mother like this.

His cries grew quieter over time and he was ready to get back up and face her.

“Emilie, I did it! I fixed it!”

His father. Why had he never told him about this?

Adrien took a few more breaths. Ready to question his father, he stepped out from behind the casket.

“Father, wha-“

Instead of his father there was Hawkmoth standing in front of him, proudly holding up the peacock miraculous.

“A-adrien. What are you doing here?”

“What are youdoing here, father? Why is mother here? A-and why are you Hawkmoth? What is going on?”

Adrien couldn’t hold himself together, he broke down and let everything out. All the bottles up emotions.

Gabriel was shocked to say the least, he didn’t want his son to find out like this.

“Nooroo, dark wings fall.”

The fatherly dude in Gabriel took over seeing Adrien. So he sat down next to Adrien and hugged him.

“I’m sorry.”

I love bbc merlin so much because despite the variety of plot points that drive me insane they’re all needed for everything to play out correctly.

I hate that Merlin’s magic isn’t revealed till the very end but also recognize how incredibly powerful he is that if everyone knew their external threats just. Wouldn’t be a threat anymore.

And I hate that Arthur never repeals the ban on magic but if he did than Mordred wouldn’t have had a reason to turn and the finale would fall flat.

I can’t stand Agrivaine but I understand that Arthur being betrayed by him is necessary in order to make Merlin’s perceived betrayal hurt more. That it serves to break down Arthur’s confidence in a time where he only trusts Merlin, who brings him back to himself. Then to realize that foundation of trust he’s had has been wrong and that he has literally been deceived by every single person he lets get close to him.

I hate how they ruined morgana’s character and while I still think it could have been done with more nuance, there is literally no major antagonist besides her. Plus she’s such an interesting one because of her connections to everyone before she slipped.

I hate that merlin tries to kill her, especially like that, and so early on. I get why he does it, and I get that it’s necessary to break morgana’s trust in him. I get that the whole point is that every choice he makes is to try and stop things and he does the best he can every single time, and it’s still never enough.

I don’t always like how we get there but GOD do I love the tragedy of it. For a show that’s so happy on the surface the tragedy of knowing there’s nothing any of them can do to stop the ending is SO GOOD.

It’s devastating to watch merlin lose huge pieces of himself, watch his morals change and shift, watch as the lines he won’t cross get pushed farther and farther away. He loses so much of himself to save Arthur and he STILL LOSES ARTHUR.

And listen I can and I will complain about some of the goofy ass plots but it’s so important to me that people recognize the seriously tragic narrative at the Center of it. I could go on for AGES about how each and every one of the leads is doomed by the narrative.

With how things are right now this is probably going to happen. Buildings and pathways made out of corpses and rubble.

And this is so insanely disgusting, because they don’t desperately need those materials for any purpose to build things, they have other supplies.

This is not the point just something I’m unable to get out of my head

I could literally throw up just thinking about this.

Wow, Tumblr is fuckin' HYPE for the Ides of March this year. I wonder why that could possibly be.

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Day 4

Saturday

Plagg

@adrienagresteseptember2021

He’s a pain in his ass.

His best friend.

The sinker of Atlantis.

His kwami.

The one that killed the dinosaurs out (but they still somehow exist?).

He’s in love with cheese, especially Camembert.

He’s quite a handful.

He’s a lot more than words.

Not even his name can completely get him.

Plagg.

“Adrieeeeen~”

“Why are you obsessed over Ladybug?”

“Go. To. Sleep.”

“I love you.”

“I want cheese.”

“I’m hungry.”

Some of his favorite sentences.

But now their time is over.

Every evil is defeated.

And they don’t need them anymore.

Now they’ll have to say Goodbye which is hard.

“I’ll muss you kid and I already told you this but you’re the best Cat Noir I ever had.”

Tears were already welling in Adrien’s eyes because Plagg was the last piece of his family he had. His dad turned out to be Hawkmoth, his mum is dead, ladybug and he still didn’t reveal identities, Nathalie was Mayura and the police thought Gorilla was tangled up in this mess as well.

And now Plagg has to leave him too.

“I don’t want you to go, you’re my best friend and the last family I have. I don’t know how I’ll be strong enough to continue without you at my side.”

Plagg flew to Adrien’s shoulder and hugged him as big as he managed. “I don’t want to leave you either, I-“

“Hey.” Tikki, Ladybug’s kwamis arrived to retrieve the miraculous.

“I’m sorry. Ladybug just-“

Adrien stopped her. “Thank you, Tikki. But I really don’t want to hear about Ladybug.”

“Adrien, we don’t have to do this. You could transform and we would run away and open this shop we talked about and-“

“I’m sorry, Plagg. I wish things could be different but,” Plagg knew that this was going to hurt even more than it did the last time “Plagg, I renounce you.”

With those words Plagg was sucked into the ring. Adrien took the ring of his finger and put it back into the box he had carefully stored away into the top drawer of the small shelf, next to the Camembert.

“Here.”

He handed the box to Tikki and turned away to cry and scream and break down until all his tears were shred, all his screams turned silent and everything inside him was broken to a level not even Cat Noir’s cataclysm could reach.

every day I think about the religious anime girls…

And how the artist drew several pro-Palestine drawings like this one

in 2014, that’s right, 2014, this did not fucking start October 7th.