A Tradgedy In Two Acts.

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I am Rahaf from Gaza. I live with my family in a destroyed school in Khan Yunis. We live in difficult conditions after we were displaced from our homes.

I have paralysis in my foot and need a $10,000 surgery.

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So, India is dying.

Look, I know a good number of you are from the US and things aren't amazing there either, but my country is literally on the brink of collapse. So I'd love it if we could talk about that for a minute.

If you can't do anything else, please just read and reblog.

A second COVID wave has taken out the healthcare system. There are no more hospital beds. There's an oxygen shortage. There's a critical vaccine shortage. The Central Government has thrown its hands up and is passing the baton to the State Governments to do what they can.

There are over 16 million covid cases. A record 330,000 new cases reported yesterday - comparable to the US at its peak. 187,000 dead as of today.

There is no plan.

Mass cremations are taking place. The cremation grounds are running day and night and they are short on wood. People are watching their loved ones die while waiting for a hospital bed, and then they're unable to give them the proper burial rights.

Hospitals are overwhelmed. Patients are being confined, two to a bed. They're the lucky ones.

We are on the verge of people dying in the streets.

This is the second-most populous country in the world. The largest democracy. A country that encapsulates over 15,000 years of recorded human history and has endured everything from famine to invasion to colonisation.

We might be at the end. This might be the thing that does us in.

People are dying.

People are dying.

People are dying and there is no plan.

More good news? Variants are popping up. A double mutation strain has shown up. It is resistant to current vaccines. This will not go away. This is the devastation they warned of when the anti-maskers were out protesting the minor inconvenience of covering their face in public.

My country is on the verge of an emergency state. Our government has failed us. This is as dire a situation as it ever could be.

Look. I don't do much with my life. I write fics, some of you have read them and that's pretty much it. I spend my days with my head in the clouds because that's where I like to be.

But two days ago, my grandmother tested positive, had to be taken to hospital and the ambulance caught fire.

She barely made it to the urgent care she needs.

So, here I am, using whatever meager platform I have to cobble this request together. Because I have to do something.

If you can, donate.

Or spread the word.

Help. Please.

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Please take a moment to read this. A Canadian company wants to build a sulfide copper mine near Lake Superior, which holds 21% of the world’s freshwater. The mine would produce 98.5% toxic waste, stored in a dam just two miles from the lake. The dam can only withstand a 1-in-100-year storm, but the area has had two 1-in-1,000-year storms in the past decade. If it breaks, toxic water could flood the lake. Copper sulfide mines in the U.S. have consistently contaminated nearby water sources, and this mine could hurt local communities with lower employment, income, and property values. The company wants $50 million in taxpayer funding to move forward. The Michigan Senate is about to vote, if they don’t get the funding they can’t build it.

Sign this petition if you want to prevent this disaster by searching “Protect the Porkies, Protect Lake Superior— Stop the Copperwood Mine!” at change.org.

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anyone please ask your crush out like this

World Heritage Post

Salt Prompt

Class salt (with possible redemption) from Rose’s perspective: Lila has at least a third of the class convinced that she’s dating Adrien but has asked them not to tell Marinette because that would break Mari’s heart. This makes perfect sense to them: they want to be kind to Marinette, and this seems like a good way to keep her from getting hurt. Rose in particular is on board with protecting Mari from this particular truth…

And then one day she opens a supply closet to find Adrien kissing Mari. And things get a bit more complicated.

My piece for @klmythologyzine which is leading now leftovers sale of both the Zine and the merch.

For my piece I turned to Eros and Psyche Myth - with just a few twists. Where Psyche overcame her own obstacles to deserve her happy ever-after, I wanted to turn the narration to the obstacles I though Keith could face that would split him from Lance - like his reckless heroism, fear of commitment and stark difference between a life of a warrior and the comforts of love. And so instead falling victim to curiosity (and falling asleep after opening the box from Persephone) - I wanted him to stray from his tasks by getting into a fight on his way to deliver the pomegranate that would hold strength and courage (instead of the box that held the beauty), grown from souls of the most courageous warriors in the Underworld, and falling into temptation to taste the fruit to become stronger.

I am so grateful for being invited to be a part of this project and for the great work all the mods, writers and artists put into it! With special thanks to @starsdennn for helping me so much with the symbolism (as well as expanding a little my visual library for my comic in @klancekisszine that is currently holding pre-orders). The scroll, pomegranate and the shield wouldn't be there without the tips. It was absolutely amazing to witness this zine come together <3

Happy Klancing in 2025 <3

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