Made a cake for Tumblr's favourite holiday ☺️
Happy Ides to those who celebrate 🗡️🗡️
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For an Op, Jason goes undercover at a college. He goes all out, actually signing up for classes and getting a dorm with a (shudder) roommate.
Then he proceeds to have a nightmare during a thunderstorm and shoots the poor roommate.
He stares at Fenton.
Fenton stares back at him, wide eyed and shocked. Blood is starting to stain the front of his shirt.
"It's okay," Fenton says, voice strained as he clearly tries to stay calm. "It's okay, this isn't the worst thing I've had. I have a med kit in the closet, and I can do my own stitches; no one has to know."
Jason can't say anything. He's too busy staring at the blood.
It's red, until the lightning starts to fade and the glowing green flecks make themselves known.
He looks up into Fenton's eyes, and vibrant Lazarus green stares back at him.
He may have just found a bigger problem than pinning down the supplier of a new drug.
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— Thanksgiving 2006, Ocean Vuong, from 'Night Sky with Exit Wounds'
[text ID: Brooklyn's too cold tonight
& all my friends are three years away.
My mother said I could be anything
I wanted — but I chose to live.]
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st. catherine of siena drinking from christ's side wound
in a hagiography of st. catherine of siena, alsace, early 15th c.
source: Paris, BnF, ms. allem. 34, fol. 43v
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The massacre in Jenin is horrific but just the sight of bodies being left on the street because no ambulances/paramedics can get to them since Israel has been blocking them from reaching areas of the refugee camp…yeah there aren’t any words. Literally what can you even say
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