"No, because Robin-Man sounds stupid." BABY DICK GRAYSON IS A NATIONAL TREASURE.

God sending his silliest soldier:

When you're like 5 and your parents tell you to quit being shy and say hello to your extended family

Got off a video call with my grandma. Asked her what sort of American foods she was enjoying (my dad flew her in from Korea and she's staying with him in Phoenix rn). She said most of the food isn't too impressive but she's addicted to a specific candy, and when she held up a bag of Werther's Originals I started howling

scantily is basically the most classic way to be clad

This is iron clad erasure

#this is like the computer equivalent of one of those tortured saint portraits#our lady of the flayed motherboard

Morning Star (2008), Paul Fryer

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I'm Ibrahim Almughanni. I once dreamed of a peaceful, prosperous future for my family, but those dreams were shattered by the unrelenting horrors of war.

I am a husband and a father to three beautiful children:

Toleen, who is 9 years old

Wateen, who is 6

and Tayseer, who is just 4.

The Day Our Lives Shattered

I remember the day vividly—explosions began in the distance, growing into a deafening roar. Smoke and fear engulfed us as we watched our neighbors flee in terror. We grabbed our children and ran, pushing through a sea of panic until we could run no more.

Finding Refuge Amid Desperation

We found temporary shelter in a classroom turned into a makeshift refuge. The walls were bare, the air thick with fear. Surrounded by other displaced families, we shared a profound sense of loss.

The Heavy Burden of Loss

I lost my home—my sanctuary—now reduced to rubble. My workshop, where I built my life as a blacksmith, was completely destroyed. I lost not only my tools and savings but also my livelihood. The deepest wound is the loss of hope: the hope that my children could thrive, free from fear.

Daily Struggles for Survival

We are caught in a cycle of survival. Food is scarce, and basic necessities are out of reach. In our overcrowded shelter, we cling to each other for comfort. The worry and fear in my family’s eyes are constant reminders of our daily struggle.

A Heartfelt Call for Help

We need your help to provide basic necessities and safety for our family. Every dollar you donate is a vital lifeline—a warm meal, a respite from hunger, a step towards rebuilding our lives.

The Power of Your Support

My story is one of loss and survival, but also of hope. With your support, we can start rebuilding and find a way out of this darkness.

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wheres seasons greasons

its that time of year again

It doesn’t have to be

its not optional

I fear those 43 research center monkeys will never be captured and will cause an invasive primate problem in South Carolina.

There are 40+ monkeys lose in South Carolina rn, as of 53 minutes ago they know where they are but haven’t managed to capture them. We don’t know exactly how many monkeys have escaped or what species they are.

This piece was arranged by Kenter Davies, and the organization putting this together is Gaia Music Collective, like the TikTok handle on the video (and they do other One Day Choir stuff, too, where anyone can join for a day)!

reblog to be eaten by this thing

people are assuming they can get out of being eaten, lol. lmao.

soju may taste like juice but theres no way the memes aren't ridiculously exaggerated. this bottles only 5 units it cant affect me that considerably

huh.

took off my pants

it’s almost that time of the year again, so you know what that means