“judas, must you betray me…with a kiss?”
🙏🙏🙏AHHHHH I NEED THEM NOW
sorry if this is controversial but if you’re rude to cashiers i think you should. idk. Explode
it’s so interesting to watch harry potter fans continue to try and distance the series/characters from the creator when jkr said this in 2023:
i get it, harry potter was important to me too. i played hogwarts with my friends, i started a harry potter club, i had a wand and robes. i almost took “religion and harry potter” as a freshman in college!! but when i found out that jkr was a transphobic nazi sympathizer? i dropped that shit so fast. it was kind of sad but mostly i was just angry at jkr. and i understood that the characters were fake while transgender people are real. you have to realize that transgender people are more important, right? and nonbinary people like myself because i’m pretty sure she hates me too but it’s mostly trans folks
and yeah you can interpret the characters however you want! you can make them black, queer, trans, whatever you want! you’re still using her characters, her series. her bigotry is inherent in her creations. you can’t separate it and the fuck would you want even the smallest part in it?? just let it fucking die, already, please. or if you can’t give up a mediocre fantasy series, you could at least admit that you’re not the best ally, huh?
“you’re out of likes!” “you’ve already left kudos here!”
The other post was getting a bit long, so here’s more from the Excessive Violence AU. This time with Cody imparting his problem solving strategies to Rex, because let’s be honest, Rex deserves this most.
i was finally financially able to contribute and i am so so sorry it took me so long. i hope you and your family are safe, as safe as you can be.
i am so sorry for your losses. i wish i could have done more and i wish i could have done it faster.
Ola new account.
Ola Ferwana @ola-family3 is a mother of three children in northern Gaza, withouth her husband. The winter is arriving and they need medicine, food and drinks.
My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.
The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.
Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.
I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.
Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.
I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.
Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.
Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.
Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.
told my roommate dracula was an epistolary novel because it’s made up of letters and she was like. of course it’s made of letters it’s a book
they/them. free palestine. pfp is my ferret. not a bot, just lazy because i’m locked out of my old account :(
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