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UNIT ANIMA ESSENTIALS 003 PART 1
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Heavily inspired by the 90/2000s Marvel movies, UNIT ANIMA ESSENTIALS is asks what happens if instead of being rebooted, they lived on? UAE is a commentary on superhero media and postmodernism with the returning cast of our childhood's first cinematic universe. ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO MARVEL
thank you @thrakaboom for donating to @dcforgaza!! you are a star :)
the prompt commanded hector hall fixing the silver scarab suit...and not his damn room ! college kids...
head empty no thoughts only gorgeous palestinian thobes
the details!!! the colors!! and all hand-embroidered!
and the use of the patterns on jackets and blazers are just *chefs kiss* gorgeous, and the accessories,,, so small but made with so much love and care
anyways, support palestinian-owned fashion businesses <3
Deerah, Falastini Brand, Dar Noora, Anat, Balady Stitch, and more and more and more
+ a bit of a crash course on the historical value of thobes for whoever is interested, here
commission for @cada4us of johnny and franklin!
no matter what you do, don't let these people in your lives. even if they have the same opinion as you on the things you like, you get a whiff of sumn wrong: there is nothing to fix, leave
So I haven’t talked about this on main before, but the situation in South Gaza has gotten so horrifying that I’m p much throwing caution to the wind to desperately plead for eyes on this. I’m raising awareness about stories from activists in Gaza right now, including one of our own.
My lovely, wonderful friend Swin (aka tumblr user @combaticon) was deployed as a volunteer medic to a Gaza hospital on the 9th.
When the bloodshed started, she heard they needed extra hands in Gaza, she spoke Arabic and had the training, and she went.
I’ve been in contact with her throughout. She’s so incredibly brave it takes my breath away. My heart bleeds for these children she’s taking care of and how resilient they are is… astonishing.
Swin and these poor people have been under siege for so long, and they’re in desperate need of critical supplies. They have to filter water through their clothes, and it’s getting dangerously cold. Foods finally been getting through, but there’s not enough blankets and jackets to go around and there’s no fuel for the generators.
Their comrades in the West Bank have been completely pushed out by settler thugs. It’s incredibly unsafe to even be doing humanitarian work for Palestinians. Remember this the next time a Zionist tells you they’re doing this to ‘feel safe’. The IOF is arming lynch mobs.
On a personal note, this has been the most gut-wrenching week of my life. Every day when I wake up without a text from her I feel so much fear. I fight back the grief but I don’t know how to help or what to do. It’s terrifying.
Swin has asked for nothing, absolutely nothing other than something it can show the people around it to make them feel like they’re not going to be abandoned. To make sure they’re not forgotten in some pit praying Rafah opens before Israel decides to slaughter them all.
Today was a bad day. She’s alive but beyond worrying about her privacy now; she’s asked me to share this and to beg that we not lose steam and forget about them. Please share this, and please keep being fucking annoying and loud and digging your heels in with fury because we cannot let these people die silently.
[Times of Gaza] [QUD network] [Eye on Palestine]
[link to GCC registration website as the link in this picture is broken]
Please keep in mind that the Global Conscience Convoy is NOT soliciting donations, and registration is to sign up for attendance to the actual event in Cairo. There’s a list of other actions you can do to boost awareness for their protest at Rafah on the website.
Thank you so much for the support everyone.
I have a brief update; I was messaging Swin last night at around 1:30am (8:30 Gaza time) when the house she and a friend were taking shelter in was shelled by Israeli jets.
They are both alive, thank god, but burned, bloody and freezing cold. There are 16 confirmed dead, including children.
Swin was evacuated this morning through Rafah along with her friend and a lot of children/injured. She was telling me last night that a man took off his shirt in the middle of the freezing rain to replace her destroyed hijab. The compassion and generosity of the Palestinians in times like this is so staggering. People there have nothing, but what they do have is given away to those in need.
I am so angry. This was a SAFE ZONE. Swin told me they didn’t stop shelling ambulances trying to get people to safety for over an hour.
Bombing a civilian home, a place they said was safe, HOURS before the crossing opened is just… such a sick and cruel thing to do.
Swin says to keep fighting, and keep putting pressure on those who feed and arm the tyrants in Israel.
Thank you once again to all of Swins friends and the strangers who have reached out to send their love.
Excerpts from the diary of Atef Abu Saif, who has been in Gaza since October 7.
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Competitive bodybuilder Yuan Herong as Chun Li.
People underestimate how much it fucks you up to be subtly excluded as a kid. I would try to talk to my classmates and be met with disinterest or annoyance. The one friend I had, who I clung to and nodded along to his every word, had other friends he liked just as much or more. And his other friends didn’t care for me at all.
I look back at pictures from the time and see how separated I was from them. I remember knowing I was different. I remember posing questions about the world to the girls playing next to me and realizing that they had never asked the same ones to themselves. That the ways we thought couldn’t be more different.
I kept myself amused with my own fanatical stories and musings in my head. I would wander the playground on a circular path, imagining a friend and being sorely disappointed when it didn’t feel as real as I’d hoped.
There was a bubble separating me from everyone else, thin, and nearly invisible, but with a pearly sheen you could catch under the right conditions. I knew it was there, they knew it was there, and it changed me
I'm both concerned and comforted by how many people seem to relate to this
People underestimate how much it fucks you up to be subtly excluded as a kid. I would try to talk to my classmates and be met with disinterest or annoyance. The one friend I had, who I clung to and nodded along to his every word, had other friends he liked just as much or more. And his other friends didn’t care for me at all.
I look back at pictures from the time and see how separated I was from them. I remember knowing I was different. I remember posing questions about the world to the girls playing next to me and realizing that they had never asked the same ones to themselves. That the ways we thought couldn’t be more different.
I kept myself amused with my own fanatical stories and musings in my head. I would wander the playground on a circular path, imagining a friend and being sorely disappointed when it didn’t feel as real as I’d hoped.
There was a bubble separating me from everyone else, thin, and nearly invisible, but with a pearly sheen you could catch under the right conditions. I knew it was there, they knew it was there, and it changed me
I'm both concerned and comforted by how many people seem to relate to this
bruce n hulk r two distinct people. anyone who talks to any of them for more than a few minutes understands that.
hulk's personality stems from 3-6 year old bruce's and matures from there, independently.
they don't share memories, but they do dream together.
i love the x-men
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