I'm never forgetting the Palestinian babies that were left to starve to death then rot in their beds by the IOF.
I'm never forgetting the Palestinian doctors surrounded by bodies of dead children begging the world to stop the slaughter.
I'm never forgetting the Palestinian children who held a press conference in English to beg the world to stop murdering them because they want to live.
I'm never forgetting the Palestinian Priest who said "We will not accept your apology after the genocide" to the world.
I'm never forgetting the Palestinian Imam who used the speakers of the Mosque, not to call people to prayer but to call out to God while the world around them was burning from American supplied Israeli bombs.
I'm never forgetting the grandfather who held his dead grandchild in his arms. Or the father carrying the remains of his two children in plastic shopping bags. Or the mother holding her dead child in a shroud. Or the father sitting among the rubble after he lost his whole family. Or the girl trapped under a broken building begging for people to save her family first. Or the boy who cried when he saw his brother alive. Or the girl who asked if she was still alive after being pulled from the rubble. Or the boy who carried the remains of his brother in his backpack. Or the old man the IOF used for a photoshoot before they shot him dead after getting pictures. Or the little boy wearing plastic gloves to pick up the remains of his family. Or the graves desecrated. Or the body of that small baby girl left alone in a tent because no one knew who she was or if her family was alive, small and alone and not one person who knew her name to bury her. Or the young boy who was shot in the street while his sister watched from the window. Or the men and boys who were stripped naked in winter. Or those tortured. Or those made to stand in open graves. Or the people who were raped by IOF soldiers. Or Palestinian workers kidnapped by the IOF and then labeled with wristbands, each one reduced to a number, then made to walk back to Gaza to be killed in the world's largest open air concentration camp. Or the people of Gaza starving because Israeli Zionists are blocking aid trucks. Or the Israelis dancing and celebrating the death of Palestinians. Or the lies spread by Zionists and their supporters. Or the people profiting off the oppression and deaths of Palestinians. Or the people of the West Bank being killed or kidnapped by the IOF. Or old woman who was older than the creation of the terror state of "Israel" who was shot by snipers for saying that. Or the Israelis dressed up as Palestinians to enter a hospital and kill three Palestinians in their beds. Or every single Palestinian currently kept in an Israeli prison. Or the journalists, doctors, poets, men, women, children, and the unborn all massacred. Or the fact that WCNSF exists now. Or the woman who refused to wash the blood from her hands. Or the dead, unburied and unmourned.
I'm never forgetting those who chose silence in the face of a genocide.
I may not know all their names but I will not forget the over 30,000 Palestinians dead. Or the over 60, 000 people hurt. Or the unknown number of people missing, still lost under the rubble. Or the 12,000 children slaughtered. An entire generation crippled or murdered.
I will never forget these things when Palestine is free.
Art for @saline-coelacanth dtiys! I had fun with this!
Heiden was originally unbothered by the green ninja stuff, a little concerned that it was getting to Morro’s head but other than that he was “unbothered”. Heiden would get more and more worried tho as he’d noticed how Morro would put all of his self worth into being the green ninja
JAY???
IS THAT MY BOY JAY?!?!
frothing at the mouth oh my god
I’m so glad you like it!!! Is it ok if l draw more of your aus?
Fanart of @saline-coelacanth Jay from there bad endings au. I hope it’s fine that I drew him 😅. But yeah I like the shenanigans that him and the others get into so I might draw some of those and the others as well so keep an eye out for that!
some rise!turtles color palettes that i made :D complete with html color codes
i made these mostly for myself, but thought it'd be nice to share in case they'd be useful to anyone! they're free to use without credit- all i ask is that you don't edit my watermark out
allies (human) | allies (non-human)
Imagine you're a big wrestling fan. You follow this one really dominant wrestler and you absolutely love her. You keep up with all the drama and you're super invested until one week there's just Bomb after Bomb.
First your fave dominates an event - duh, obviously, she's the best. Then during the part of the show where the announcer is like "anybody in the audience want to challenge her for a fat stack of cash", somebody actually does. (Obviously a tourist.) It's some kid wearing like a beginner outfit from a McDojo... and he actually wins?And gets the cash! And then the event just ends!?
You're buzzing. It's clear that this is like a storyline or something. You can't wait for next week's show. Except that there isn't one, because - as you find out through the gossip mill - your fave was actually the local billionaires' daughter who was competing in secret. And also kayfabe might not exist. And now she's gone and the billionaire is blaming a demigod (who's back from the dead? I guess?) for kidnapping her.
So, how come that means no show this week or possibly ever? Well, the billionaire hired the promoter (and a random McDojo sensei) to go after the demigod to get back his daughter (your fave wrestler!) and the guy just... packed up his entire promotion and left.
Some months later the war that's been going on since your great-grandfathers days ends. You go to a peace parade. And there she is: Toph Beifong, the Blind Bandit, giving the new Fire Lord a noogie.
Insane fucking storyline.
okay so i really fucking love the ‘ember island arcade’ comic because. like. AZULA CONFIRMED FOR HARDCORE GAMER
AND I MEAN REALLY. REALLY. LOOK AT WHAT MAI SAYS IN THE TOP RIGHT PANEL. SHE SPENT THE ENTIRE WEEKEND BEATING LITTLE KIDS AT THIS ONE FIGHTING GAME. NOW REMEMBER, AZULA, A FUCKING PRINCESS RAISED IN LUXURY AND BRANDED A PRODIGY:
COULD BE HITTING UP EMBER ISLAND’S FANCIEST ESTABLISHMENTS
COULD BE SITTING IN A CHAIR ON TOP OF SOME HILL ON THE BEACH SIPPING WATERMELON JUICE OUT OF A FANCY BOWL WHILE GLARING DOWN AT ALL THE PEASANTS
COULD BE CHALLENGING ALL THE TEENS TO FIREBENDING MATCHES AND KICKING ALL THEIR ASSES
NOPE
INSTEAD SPENDS ALL OF HER TIME BEATING LITTLE KIDS AT THIS ONE FIGHTING GAME
AZULA YOU FUCKING NERD
oh good lord, can you imagine if at one point some sexist little shit went up to her and was like “no girl has ever beaten me at this game” or “why are you here, girls suck at games” and oh it’s ON and she of course KICKS HIS ASS
and mai. MAI. the way her face looks when she says it, it’s like azula made her come watch at some point. and ty lee was probably there, too. ty lee probably felt bad for all the kids who lost (the ones who weren’t being dicks anyway), and would take them around the arcade and buy them candy or help them get a stuffed animal from the claw machine to make them feel better. and sometimes mai accompanies her because she gets bored after watching azula for a while
I FINISHED!!!!!!
I’m not that happy with it but I don’t wanna touch it anymore thx
Whoops forgot to post this here!
Mostly art and my OC’s. you can ask me anything about my interest!:3She/her
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