Billy Bat Personally Told Me To Draw This

It’s actually disgusting me that people are choosing to forget about Palestine not even a full year into this ongoing genocide. Nothing is better. Nothing has slowed down. It’s just underreported. It’s just that western media outlets aren’t pretending to care. The iof is still targeting aid distribution centers, it’s still killing hundreds of Palestinians a day, it’s still preventing medical aid from entering North Gaza. So many diseases are robbing families of their loved ones. It is worse than it has ever been. Less people are talking about it now because they no longer want to be bothered to care

I opened my feed in front of my mother (in retrospect terrible idea) only to have my first result be lesbian porn, I have never turned off my phone quicker

Uploading a few things I've been seeing on tiktok lately, just wanna spread the word

Ok but Luca can definitely be seen as a metaphor for being lgbt and what really sold me on that was when the two old ladies put down their umbrellas and let the rain touch them and were outed as sea monsters too. I kid you not as soon as I saw that my first and imminent thought was “oh they’re a lesbian couple!” and you can’t convince me that they’re not, that they weren’t living in the closet waiting for the day that it was safe to be themselves both literally and figuratively. 

Since Tumblr won't let me reblog the post with this genocidal bitch's info here you go

Can't get over how The Boy and the Heron is haunted by napalm. Of course in the way that it haunts Mahito's trauma and dreams, but also in the fantastical imagery. The vision of his mother melting into a pool of liquid, the story of the fiery rock that dried up an entire lake upon contact, Himi entirely. The fact that the fantastical world, far from the touch of war, has an abundance of water.

References to graphic violence ahead. Firebombing wrecked Tokyo. The firebombing attacks,iirc, actually killed more civilians than the atomic bombs did. There are anecdotes from survivors about crowds of people running and trampling each other to try to escape the napalm. About people running to local swimming pools just to try to douse out the fires or escape only to find that the water of the pools completely dried up because of the heat. Of people bursting into flames in the middle of running. Of people's organs/bodies, quite frankly, melting into liquid. An account of a survivor's mother, for years after the war, pouring cups of water over her deceased daughter's grave and saying "little one, you must have been so hot."

It's subtle and I am not even sure that it was intentional, or if this was on Miyazaki's mind as he directed the art, but I can't shake off the echoes of history when I watched it.

is this anything

someone call pest control, the fucking mouse struck again