Very Sexy, love the beard & thick moustache! Cute eyes too!

Was watching this and in the 2nd episode they show a group of israhellis that were stuck on a village that got struck by the earthquake There were 3 of them who served in the israhelli army

So what do they do

They go against the wishes of the Nepali natives, go to the village, raid it for "food", find a trunk full of cash, claim its theirs, get caught, and then reassure each other their intentions were good.

This has always been their teaching, and way of upbringing, I mean when you hear them talk about it, the man who stole the money doesn't even show an ounce of remorse to be doing this act at such a peak devastating moment

I promise I had no idea something like that was in it, I was simply watching the documentary having seen the trailer on Netflix for the first time and I come across this episode and it made me go crazy that they've normalised this behaviour so much they're starting to do it everywhere.

When Arthur is served by another servant.

Servant: Here's your mulled wine sire.

Arthur: You're not Merlin.

Servant: No sire.

Arthur: Where's Merlin.

Servant: I do not know sire.

Arthur: You're dismissed. MERLIN!

Merlin who is chatting with Kilgharrah

Kilgharrah: Ah, seems destiny is calling you young warlock.

Merlin: Oh for fuc—

Gather is an intimate portrait of the growing movement amongst Native Americans to reclaim their spiritual, political and cultural identities through food sovereignty, while battling the trauma of centuries of genocide.

Gather follows Nephi Craig, a chef from the White Mountain Apache Nation (Arizona), opening an indigenous café as a nutritional recovery clinic; Elsie Dubray, a young scientist from the Cheyenne River Sioux Nation (South Dakota), conducting landmark studies on bison; and the Ancestral Guard, a group of environmental activists from the Yurok Nation (Northern California), trying to save the Klamath river.

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Art I made 4 a fren :3 if you wanna post this etc, credit me!! My art name is OBJD or Obscura Jersey Devil, thanks !!

Hello there! Hope you are doing well,am requesting for your donation please to help my family out of Gaza. My mother lost her brothers and their children in the occupation’s bombing of Gaza City. We, as a family, lost our warm home, full of love and memories. We were displaced outside Gaza City towards the south of the city, and then all our wealth, including clothes and furniture, was stolen. Everything we owned became memories. We did not ask for anything more than to live in peace, but the God of War was his Another opinion. We have lost loved ones and friends, and I have even lost my job, which used to bring me money to prepare for living with my family in peace. I lost everything during the last four months, but we thank God for everything. Hence, I did not ask for much. I want your help to complete the remaining dreams of my two daughters, who are not more than three years old. I would just like to take them with my mother and their mother to a safe place outside the Gaza Strip, to escape from the bitter reality, to escape from death, but I do not have the money because there is only Egyptian coordination exiting the Gaza Strip exceeds only 8,000 US dollars for one person. So I want to help me get out of this hell and live in peace, just in peace.

I unfortunately dont have any money to give, I don’t have a job at all nor a cashapp… all I can provide is visibility on this and that it is a very real thing and that I very much encourage ANYONE who sees this to PLEASE DONATE IF POSSIBLE!!!

Who we are as people is not defined by the clothes we wear, the car we drive, or the team we cheer for...it is defined by actions towards others.

Recently I was given the privilege to meet someone that would inspire me through her actions and advice. She had traveled the road many of us are on, and was a person others could rely on to get them through tough times.

On December 27th, just 2 days after opening her home to others that had no where to go for Christmas day she was shot and killed.

Meghan Riley Lewis defined her life by action. I did not have the opportunity to know Meghan well, but in the short time I did know her, she affected me in ways that only those closet to me know.

Meghan's death brought a wave of emotions that I had a hard time dealing with and that difficulty will continue most likely forever. You see, while being Trans means something different for many people, being Trans is dangerous,

The emotions I felt over Meghans death had me so conflicted internally I didn't know how to move forward. I met with @nikkisgirlfriend , my northern star in this journey im taking. She was also an acquaintance with Meg. She understood how I was feeling, and helped me get through the initial overwhelming feeling of giving up hope on who I am and thinking hiding in the shadows may be the best course as well as how society treats others.

After leaving @nikkisgirlfriend  for the evening I drove and thought to myself, is being me, who I am worth dying over? Is it worth risking physical harm, emotional harm, or even death?

YES!

So I went out for a drink, to help take my mind off of things and ease the feelings and emotions I was going through.

Continuing on Megs legacy can not be done by hiding in the shadows. While having that drink at a local bar, I was accepted by those around me, and was given a new outlook. Maybe the world does not hate us, maybe it is only a select few and the more positive impact we can have on the world through our actions, maybe the minds of those select few will be opened just enough to realize we are not a threat. We are people that just want to live and survive, just like you.

Meg died fighting for who she was. She did not hide who she was. I dont want to hide either.

#NoHiding

Stay Sparkly Meg

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Good morning/afternoon everyone, please take a look at this fundraiser!

My friends cat is sick and they need to raise $500 :( every donation helps so please help my friend and their cat!

It would be greatly appreciated! :)

Hey, y'all. Blackplaaague here. We're gonna talk about something serious right now.

So, as you likely know, or, I hope you know, sending unsolicited lewd images classifies as sexual harassment, which is enough to get you banned on most platforms.

As you also probably know, sending these images to minors counts as grooming.

And as I hope none of you knew, seeing as one of you sent that lewd picture to me, I am not yet eighteen, meaning I am technically a minor.

My birthday has yet to roll around, and even once it does, I don't want to see your stupid, soggy parts again, as long as I live.

Please. For the love of all things holy, unholy, and inbetween. NEVER send photos of your sad, not-that-interesting, disappointing private parts to an aroace minor. This goes for ALL my roleplay blogs, too-- that's @irlvictoriadarken, @tabithacarmille, and @evilhenchpersonforhire.

It's not cute. It's not funny. It's not attractive. It's a pathetic, disgusting move, and you should know better. I flagged the picture and blocked its sender, but please, no one pull a stunt like that again.

I am aromantic, asexual, and still under eighteen, and furthermore, your parts are boring. Nobody cares. If that's the only thing you can send as a conversation starter, you're nobody of worth to me.

Also, sending such a thing to any of my rp blogs will get you an in-character threat of losing pp privelige :)

Sorry if this offends anyone, but if you're the kind of person who is offended by an aro minor being upset by online stranger's suggestive photos, you might need to do some soul-searching, aye?

Two taps and a snap,

Blackplaaague

The last four characters you saved to your camera roll are now your roommates. What will you do?

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Thank you so much 💕💕💕 I feel so honored!! I’ve done this a few times, so I’ll just tag some more wonderful bloggers below ⬇️

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Merlin watches them, they're happy and he wishes he was too. He wants to join them, to smile, to laugh.

Merlin: But how can I? When the past still has a hold on me.

Tears gather at the corners of his golden eyes.

Merlin: I won't be the cause of your unhappiness or death.

As he turns to walk away he whispers to himself, unknowingly his voice is carried upon the winds to the ear of his reincarnated king.

"I love you, Arthur Pendragon."

Arthur suddenly stops mid-sentence, turning around quickly looking everywhere to where that familiar voice came from, a voice he only knew in dreams and yearned for years. Yet all he could see are the faces of friends and strangers.

I don't know that Bruce Lee actually said this, but the words are true. Negative self talk, internally or externally, damages your spirit and keys you down. Change your internal dialogue and think only positive things and you'll start to see yourself in a more positive way.

TO ALL T&B FANS

PLEASE BUY THE T&B 2 MANGA! IT MIGHT BE ENDING SOONER THAN EXPECTED DUE TO LOW SALES, IF WE WANT T&B TO CONTINUE, WE NEED TO BUY THE MANGA

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(that one minecraft skeleton song that dan bull made) (why am i doing this) Weeeeell, hello again, Freind!