Sketch snippets from the FANTASTIC camp cretaceous AU fic ‘Finding a Way’ by @uptoolateart; I highly recommend it if you like peril and crack treated seriously and dinosaurs <3
it’s the 21st day of the 21st year of the 21st century.
you can only reblog this today.
Maybe some of you are in a place where you need to hear these things. Trust me, it does turn out okay. 💛
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Types of Ships
Parts of the Ship
Wind Directions
Sides of Boats
I’ve never had this many followers on Tumblr, and I’ve always said I would never use you guys to promote or exploit things with my platform. Ever. And I am still not doing that.
We are always helping one another on my blog, and I REALLY need your help.
One of my friends with two children is stuck in an abusive household. She is repeatedly emotionally abused, she’s had her forehead cut open, been slammed into glass, and is repeatedly raped by her boyfriend that stalks her, has tracking apps on her phone, and forces her to quit/not have a job. He even watches her go to the bathroom to make sure she’s not using a phone.
I have never shared a GoFundMe before, and I never would if it weren’t completely urgent. She didn’t ask for money. She didn’t ask for help. She begged people not to call the police because she gets hurt even more every time it happens. She’s scared.
We set up a GoFundMe on her behalf.
You guys reblog plenty of memes and “Share for good luck,” posts. Please take two seconds to reblog this post for the safety of a woman and her two children. You might be saving someones life.
Here is her GoFundMe.
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there is a tendency with history, i think, because we’re so far removed from it, to kind of forget that all of the people were people
a child 10,000 years ago left a handprint on a wall. they were fingerpainting. a viking climbs up a rock just to carve the words “this is very high” 10ft off the ground. somebody centuries… milennia… ago burned their dinner so thoroughly that they buried the ruined pot in the backyard rather than attempt to clean it. shakespeare got drunk and wrote dick jokes. tutankhamun was a little boy who liked ducks more than anything. a roman carves his name into a monument in another country saying “i was here”. a prisoner, centuries ago, in the tower of london scratches lines into the wall as a tally marking the days. a medieval monk scrawls in the margins bemoaning the boredom of his work.
every human being across history has said “i was here. i lived. i loved. i made something. i laughed. i cried. please do not forget me”
Class salt (with possible redemption) from Rose’s perspective: Lila has at least a third of the class convinced that she’s dating Adrien but has asked them not to tell Marinette because that would break Mari’s heart. This makes perfect sense to them: they want to be kind to Marinette, and this seems like a good way to keep her from getting hurt. Rose in particular is on board with protecting Mari from this particular truth…
And then one day she opens a supply closet to find Adrien kissing Mari. And things get a bit more complicated.
This should be reblogged by everyone. Even if you’re straight, you should be a supporter.
Palestinian girls and women are forced to use tents as pads. People boost. Donate if you can