AKIRA アキラ Directed By: Katsuhiro Otomo (1988)
mercymorn projecting her period cramps onto augustine
I saw this back piece on Etsy, and couldn’t stop picturing her in it so I kinda threw one on her and added my own flare.
Memes time ✨
Camilla HECT💜
She buzzes her initials into Harrow’s scalp and runs for her life
Fuck it. Locked tombs your miku
if you use kindle for the majority of your library, they will be shutting down the function that allows you to download your files and transfer them via USB on the 26th of February. Which doesn't sound like a huge deal, but this also means that if a book is taken off Amazon for any reason—like it being banned—they can scrape it off your kindle as well. So maybe backup your library?
Edit: as an indie author I feel like I should make a small note that this is not an excuse to say “fuck Amazon I’ll just pirate my books”. Please don’t do that. No one’s reaction so far has been that but I’m begging you not to react that way. That doesn’t hurt Amazon it hurts authors.
Some alternatives are
- check and see if the author sells their books on other marketplaces. Hint: any not enlisted on Ku are probably wide
- check your library. If they’re not at your library request them.
- if all else fails, reach out to the author. I have 100% hunted down a way for my book to be available to a reader that couldn’t access it for whatever reason. And I’d do it again.
Just for the love of 🧀 don’t pirate them.
Rebuilding Live: A Mother's Plea for Hope and Safety in Gaza
A year has passed since the war began, and we are still alive—living bodies, but without hope, without passion. Our bodies are exhausted by constant fear and displacement. I am Noor Al-Anqar, 26 years old, married to Ashraf Ismail (33 years old) and a mother of three children: Hussein (7 years old), Rajaa (5 years old), and Youssef, our infant (1 year old).
At the start of the war, our home was bombed and completely destroyed. We fled from the north to the south in search of safety, only to realize that there is no safe place.
•This is our home, filled with our memories and moments of joy and happiness, now reduced to rubble. Its destruction shattered our hearts.
I’m writing to you from my tent, which neither shields us from the cold of winter nor the heat of summer. After suffering through the harsh summer heat, we now await the winter with dread, living in torn tents and wearing tattered clothes, amidst severe shortages of basic necessities like food, water, clothing, and most importantly, safety.
•This is our tent, which does not represent any meaning of the word 'home'.
•My children are the heartbeat of my heart.
Hussein, who should have started his education by now, has lost his right to learn.
Rajaa, my precious little princess, has contracted hepatitis due to the lack of proper healthcare.
And Youssef, who was just one month old when the war began, is now taking his first steps, but they are steps into an uncertain future.
My children are the most valuable thing I have in this life, and I promise you, I will defy the impossible to ensure they are alright. The war has forced me to start a fundraising campaign to help myself and my family during these harsh times. To my friends on Tumblr, if you cannot donate, you can still help by sharing our story. Every bit of support or help could be the light that guides our path.
Thank you in advance.
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