adella muriel

love is just a synonym for absinthe. absinthe is a synonym for 'i don't know what i'm doing anymore.” ― Salma Deera, Letters From Medea

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It has been hard for me to talk about how what is going on with Israel and Palestine is affecting me personally, but I grew up in Gaza and most of my family still lives there. My father did not survive the bombings last week and I have not been able to contact my younger sister in days. I am try to being understanding that most people do not have personal connections to what is happening and therefore are justifying their silence, but is heartbreaking to see this misinformation being spread. What’s happening there is a genocide, not a war. It is not antisemitic to support Palestine, it’s not even antiemetic to criticise Israel. There is no grey area or neutrality regarding this, and it is so easy to find resources that will educate you on the subject. It is my people and my home being destroyed so I will never be silent about this, but I please urge everyone to get informed and start speaking up and finding ways they can help.

decolonizepalestine has tons of information on Palestine’s history/propaganda that has been spread throughout the years

UK citizens can email their MP asking for a ceasefire

US citizens can call/email their local government officials asking for a ceasefire

Jewish Voice for Peace also has many resources for ways for US citizens to get involved, including protests

Donate to Palestine Children’s Relief Fund

Donate to Medical Aid for Palestine

Donate to help get food and hygiene kits to Gaza

[sleepy-edits]

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I was dying, but I had died before, and would die again. We had told this story so many times, you and I, and we would tell it so many more, and it would always end here, like this: with my blood on your hands and your tears on my face.

the everlasting by alix e. harrow

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Stupid thing I thought of drawing ages ago when I was watching fruit basket

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Hello everyone, the third strip of our Jane Austen series!! Don't hesitate to comment, to reblog, to send us hate messages! Or, you know, chocolate! Or rum! Or cake! Yes, please send cake.

[epifaniacintilante]

(...) he dislikes me to have any pleasure but in himself, any shadow of homage or kindness but such as he chooses to vouchsafe: he knows he is my sun, but when he chooses to withhold his light, he would have my sky to be all darkness; he cannot bear that I should have a moon to mitigate the deprivation

Anne Brontë, The Tenant of Wildfell Hall

[carrotsofthepirabbean]

I saw some tumblr posts about the Tenant of Wildfell Hall that intrigued me, so I watched the 1996 miniseries yesterday and started rereading the book today and I always forget how much I like it. I’m only one chapter in and had to stop to write down everything I liked.

The day-to-day Markham family life is so funny and so familiar. Almost everything they’ve done so far could be so easily transposed to right now and be considered incredibly normal 21st century family behaviour.

To start, the things that have amused me:

1827 Gilbert despondently and ineffectually trying to console himself about his job he doesn’t like when he’s walking home in the pissing rain, absolutely filthy, after a day of running around doing things he doesn’t like. His consolations include things such as “ Farmers are really important. It’s a good, stable career. Surely *getting increasingly less certain* mankind will be bettered by me looking after my sheep.”

Narrator Gilbert immediately denouncing his 24 year old self as immature.

We meet Fergus as he tries to pick a fight with his older brother. Very 17 year old, youngest sibling behaviour.

Mrs Markham asking her sons, “what did you get up to today?” and Gilbert providing a list of the various difficult tasks he had to do, one task he had to do because of the incompetence of a coworker. Fergus just says, “I was doing dumb shit all day”

Mrs Markham’s eyes glazing over as Fergus goes into all the details of his dumb shit. Then as soon as Fergus pauses for breath, Gilbert interjecting with “Get a job.”

Rose choosing violence by saying “Well I saw your girlfriend today, I really can’t wait for you to get married--” knowing full-well Mrs Markham does not approve of Eliza Millward.

I really, really enjoy the constant sibling teasing.

Fergus clearly thinking he is the funniest person in the room. Then inhales his tea laughing at his own joke (that no one laughs at) and has to run outside and try not to puke in the garden.

Gilbert repeatedly remembering Fergus inhaling his tea and therefore being incapable of drinking his own because he starts laughing each time he lifts his cup.

Fergus surreptitiously trying to needle Gilbert in the middle of a sermon. Gilbert stomping on his foot and internally vowing to defer “further vengeance till we got out of church”

Even knowing the seriousness of what follows in the story, I can’t read the first chapter without a big smile on my face

[a-ramblinrose]

“The yew stands in the wood like a great queen grown old, limbs wracked with age, head bowed by the weight of her crown. In the gnarled grain of her trunk there is a woman’s face, with weeping cankers for eyes, and in her heartwood there is a sword driven so deep that only the hilt is still visible. You already know the name of that sword, I think; who doesn’t? They say time runs strangely, beneath the yew. They say many things are lost there, among the tangled roots: years, hearts, lives. But they say, too, that some things are found: fates and fortunes, beginnings and endings.”

― Alix E. Harrow, The Everlasting

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I was dying, but I had died before, and would die again. We had told this story so many times, you and I, and we would tell it so many more, and it would always end here, like this: with my blood on your hands and your tears on my face.

the everlasting by alix e. harrow

[convergingtimelines]

“You know that history is mostly happenstance. Accidents piled on top of mistakes, a series of dice rolled in dim rooms by careless hands. It is not a lesson, until we learn it. It is not a story, until we tell it. And every story serves someone.” ― Alix E. Harrow, The Everlasting

[midnight-log]

“No mockery in this world ever sounds to me so hollow as that of being told to cultivate happiness. What does such advice mean? Happiness is not a potato, to be planted in mould, and tilled with manure.”

— Villette Charlotte Bronte

[inverse-galatea]

cant stop thinking ab lucy snowe my lonely girl my beloved

[inverse-galatea]

can't stop thinking ab the devastation and rage lucy feels when john graham misreads her character, how lonely it can be to not be seen

[ellynneversweet]

Darcy’s introduction in Pride and Prejudice is really ‘what if you had just had the worst month of your life because your ex-bestie tried to lover boy scam your baby sister out of her share of your dad’s life insurance and your friend dragged you to a shitty party in a dive bar in the neighbourhood where he’d just signed a short term lease, and you decided to let your bad mood show because you were never going to see any of the assholes in this stupid shitty bar EVER again. And your friend ended up making out with a girl he’d just met there while you were stuck talking to her sister who was less cute and then her mother appeared and started trying to matchmake and started saying how if she was twenty years younger she’d clime you like a redwood and ooooh is that a black Amex, guess the next round is on you hahhahahahaha, while her other sister (how many fucking sisters does she have?!) flashed an obviously fake ID at the bar and ordered six vodka-diet red bulls and no one in her family except the less-cute sister even tried to stop her. And you went home and consoled yourself that you would never see any of these people again but then you met them over and over again because they live next door and your friend and the cute sister keep meeting up to make out but not actually date and then. You fall in love with the less-cute sister because it turns out she’s really witty and charismatic but she already knows and remembers and resents the fact that on a day when you were in a shitty mood you called her mid out loud in a dive bar.’

[adellamuriel]

story idea

frieren esque vibe for azula and katara, and they’re immortal. kind of like the roots of chaos, first blood series, and the will of the many.

maybe they’ll mentor pavi.

[warged]

fitzy fitz

[lilyfrey]

The only crossover I want