Can U Guys Believe We Used To Just Live Like This

Hi, just want to let you know Indonesia is currently fighting against bills that are overwhemingly anti-abortion, pro-corruption leeway, pro-deforestation for palm oil industry, papua-colonializing etc. And just like Hong Kong, the police are abusing the college-age protesters.

Not to mention, there is huge forest fire in Sumatra which is most likely similar to Amazon case, where it is deliberately lit for corporate's interest.

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stop watching anything with gal gadot in it — that ESPECIALLY includes marvel. they’re not even good anyway lmao. military-sponsored propaganda.

“not watching something” is genuinely the bare minimum. it’s the simplest boycott that could be asked of you.

my parents aren’t teaching me life lessons.

#i need some adults to TEACH ME SHIT ABOUT LIFE

I wish that ao3 had an option to filter warnings (and tbh certain authors) out like I will never ever want to read it and just seeing it puts me off so much that often I end up closing my browser because that content upsets me so much lmao

i made a college vine compilation b/c Suffering™️

(warning for loud noise in some of them)

mob au • valentine’s day 

Valentine’s Day has always been one of Percy’s favorite holidays. He loves love, and he doesn’t care who knows it, which is why Annabeth grows to take it so seriously. It never mattered much to her before he was in her life, but now that he is, all she ever wants to do is shower him with nice things. Valentine’s Day just happens to be the perfect excuse to do that.

Annabeth watches the slow rise and fall of Percy’s back, moving a finger to lightly trace his name across his smooth skin. She reaches J and he begins to stir, groaning as he lazily rolls himself onto his back.

He stretches his arms above his head, palms flat against the headboard. “Morning, baby,” he says as he turns to look at her.

“Morning, baby,” she says back, perfectly content to keep watching him. “Happy Valentine’s Day.”

Percy smiles from ear to ear, diving forward to place a kiss to Annabeth’s cheek and neck. “Happy Valentine’s Day, my love.”

He pulls away but Annabeth chases his lips, her fingers finding his chin to keep him close. She immediately deepens the kiss, fighting off her smile and Percy’s hand lands on her hip.

“You drive me crazy,” she says against his lips.

“Trust me, that’s a two way street,” he says, placing another quick kiss to her lips. “You been up long?”

Annabeth turns to her nightstand to take a quick look at her phone. “A couple hours, but that’s only because I had to get your present ready.”

Percy raises his eyebrows, his eyes shining with curiosity. “Is that so?”

“Mhmm,” Annabeth confirms, biting her bottom lip. “Wanna see it?”

Percy’s eyes glance down at Annabeth’s bare legs, then back. “Always.”

Annabeth cackles, and shakes her head. “That part of your gift is for later. I am talking about part one.”

“I get multiple gifts?” he asks with surprise.

Annabeth runs a hand through the hair that hands in Percy’s face, gently running a finger down past his ear and along his jaw. “Of course you do. Only the best for my valentine.”

Percy tears down the stairs, so excited that he forgoes his usual ride down the bannister. Annabeth follows at a more relaxed pace, tying her black silk robe a little tighter as she reaches the bottom stair.

“SHUT THE FUCK UP!” Percy yells from the living room, and Annabeth smiles wide with satisfaction.

She rounds the corner to find Percy sitting on the floor as two puppies, each with a red ribbon tied to their collar, attack him with kisses.

“YOU GOT US PUPPIES!” he shouts as he looks up at her with tears in his eyes.

Annabeth sits on her shins across from Percy, drawing the attention of the Newfoundland puppy who toddles over to her clumsily. “Are you happy?”

Percy swoops the other puppy into his arms, kissing its head as he nuzzles it. “So happy it’s stupid. But you always make me feel that way.”

Annabeth blushes as she bends down to place a kiss on the Newfoundland’s head. “Would you look at that. Another two way street.”

A few hours later, the pair sit out on a giant picnic blanket in the backyard with a spread of food prepared by Percy as the puppies explore their new territory. Percy lays with his head in Annabeth’s lap, a goofy smile spread across his face as Annabeth plays with his hair. He laughs his way through a story about his and Grover’s middle school days, and Annabeth traces the laugh lines that form at the corners of his eyes. With the sun shining down, his green eyes sparkle like the harbor on a calm summer’s day, and while she has never been a big fan of Valentine’s Day, with a Valentine like Percy Jackson she finds it hard to not relish in the joy of the holiday.

“Will you be my valentine forever?” she asks, her hand resting over his heart.

Percy’s smile somehow grows even wider. “Like you even have to ask.”

She bends down to place a kiss to his forehead but he grunts in protest.

“You missed,” he says with a pout, and points to his lips.

Annabeth smiles and happily complies, kissing his ridiculously soft lips. She pulls up and laughs as, with perfect timing, both puppies appear and launch themselves onto Percy, coming after her next.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Percy,” she says in a daze of happiness.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Annabeth.”

hiya! now that its the next day and im (a little) more sane, if you're one of the endlessly patient people who's been waiting for mando au to update, wait not longer! the final chapter is now live ! enjoy

the Guardian

WWII: eighty years on, the world is still haunted by a catastrophe foretold | Peter Beaumont

Shock greeted the news that German tanks had rolled into Poland on September 1, 1939. But the slaughter of the continent’s Jews that was to

also see: from a 1937 documentation of gassing/torture methods of the Dacchan concentration camp in Nazi Germany reported emulations of America's "jail holocaust". this was flagellated onto El Paso immigrants who were bathed with kerosene and sprayed with vinegar due to their "racial impurity" much to the rise of eugenicism in the US, parallelistic to of how one of the key annihilators of the Jewish people in Nazi Germany was this chemical.

puck it chapter 6

by @bipercabeth and @jasonsmclean

This is the team Jason recognizes— the relentless, communicative, cooperative team that rightfully sits in first place in their league. This is the team he and Percy have led for the past several months. Although Beckendorf hasn’t come to any of their games, Jason likes to think this is the team their old captain would be proud of. As great as a captain Beckendorf had been, there’s no doubt that this season is better than their last. Jason knows this is a championship team.

There’s no reason for Chiron to worry about the team’s willingness to work together; the rule almost seems silly now. No romantic relationship has interfered with the team’s abilities before.

Everything goes smoothly until it doesn’t.

yes i think everyone should be wearing masks and i feel a blind rage when i see people not complying but i will not be your haven to feel morally superior to people in red states who have been left to suffer from covid not just by our criminally incompetent federal government but also their state and local officials who cannot give half of a shit if they live or die