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For once I’m suggesting y'all turn the sound off (after you’ve watched it once, it’s still a good video after all) Really emphasizes the elasticity of her face when you can’t hear a darn thing

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Disney Facial Expressions
For once I’m suggesting y'all turn the sound off (after you’ve watched it once, it’s still a good video after all) Really emphasizes the elasticity of her face when you can’t hear a darn thing

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summer
Ahhh my lovelies look so happy!
i wish you kinder, softer days that put your heart at ease
Thank you for this. Your characters are on point and exactly like described on book. If one day you feel like it, I'd love to see Angelina, and maybe Fleur and Bill children since those are the only rest of the Weasley clan that is lacking.
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would you ever do a Minerva McGonagall portrait? She's my mum's favourite character aside from Molly Weasley
Sure!
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Hey guys! I don't know if there are still people reading my Mergana fanfiction In Another Lifetime but I just uploaded the last chapter so do check it out! Here's a little snippet from it.
Story: In Another Lifetime
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11068838/6/291
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Defeat has a bitter taste.
Shattered ego cuts on every step.
But if all that brings one to home, they feel an odd satisfaction at their own loss.
And she felt that.
Staring at the magnificent towers and ancient structure sprawled over the green meadows, she felt a crushing sadness yet at the same time her soul soared in joy. The snow added to the castle's majestic beauty. The ledges were full of it. The staircase had growing piles on both sides. The heavy doors would open every so often, with powdery snow already cast aside, giving her a glimpse of inside - promise of warmth luring her strongly.
She rubbed her frozen hands wistfully.
She didn't know what she was doing there... What she hoped to accomplish... What this place could do for her anymore...
But she knew that she wanted to be rescued.
To be saved.
From her past, from the memories, from her self.
From the guilt, anger and grief eating her alive.
From the visions of her cruelty, of the pain she was given and the pain she inflicted.
But most of all - she wanted to be rescued from him.
She had tried - oh lord, how she had tried in vain... To hate him - to resent him - then to forget him. She had thrown herself in her work, forced herself to make new acquaintances, even dated a few... And then she saw him dying and it all vaporized like water on smoldering coals...
Whatever their past may hold - she wasn't done with him in this lifetime...
Yes, he had killed her - attempted several times too. But just like the blade of the broad sword in her stomach, she could not stop feeling the ache her heart felt where he went away with a piece of it.
She loathed herself for her weakness. And she fought within at every step to this place. But just one glimpse of the dark, magnificent structure and she broke down like a tower of cards. Her breath came easier, her heart slowed down and her taut limbs loosened.
She was home.
She felt tears prickling her eyes and she knew they weren't there because of cold only. How can a place that caused her so much misery and pain and heartache could be the only place she felt at home? How pathetic she must be to not find a single other place that could compare to the warm yet challenging embrace of this place? Its corridors were riddled with painful memories of her tears and fright at every turn. Its walls still held the echoes of swords she clashed with those she once loved more than her life. Its rooms saw her nightmares and then were witness to when she became one herself.
Yet she still yearned to enter it.
Much like him.
For all the agony he had caused her, she still wanted him alive. For all the rage and hatred he filled her heart with, she still yearned to see that awkward smile that turned his eyes to blue crescents.
Why is love not a physical entity to be cut off from your heart completely and be done with it?
For love it was, she had finally accepted. Hidden under so many layers of pain and rage that it took her all her two lifetimes to dig it out but love it was. That yearning, that heartache, that belonging - all that she felt without him and about him - it was love. And she can hate herself for it or accept herself for it but it wasn't going away. She can scream otherwise from every tower of that palace, but it wouldn't change a thing. She had loved him before - when he killed her and when she wanted him dead and when he was her biggest enemy - and she had loved him now - when he was a stranger turned friend turned fellow lost traveller of multiple lifetimes.
She felt tears silently sliding down her face and wiped them away hastily. She will probably never find him again and she was glad for it. She wouldn't know what to do with him.
But a part of her - the part that screamed for the stranger in the road - wanted some sign. A confirmation of sorts to know that wherever he was, he was alive. And that was why she was here. She knew the day that man died where she must go. If she could be certain... That was all she needed right now. If she has to go through this lifetime alone, then alone it is. If she were to never see his face again, never feel that connection and that eagerness for him, then so be it. But he must live. Without her. Without them. He must exist for her to spend the rest of her life wondering of thousands what ifs. She wouldn't mind. She wouldn't mind the regret, the loss, the agony. But he must live.
As she stared at the huge wooden doors, she felt their heavy stare on her soul. They were witness of yet another of her defeats. But they wouldn't judge. Surely, far worse people than her has crossed these doors.
Uther, for one, she thought with some disdain.
Taking a deep, cold breath, she turned her back to the doors. It broke her heart once more to not get lost in the embrace of its haunted hallways and memorable rooms. But for once, the answers weren't waiting within.
She was here to be somewhere else.
Gathering all her determination in each step of the way, she made her way through the woods. They were the same as three years ago as if time never existed there. Tall trees towered over her, their branches mingled together to cast a patchy shadow over the snow below. Rough ground was layered thinly with snow and the faintest hint of a path spiraled its way deep into the heart of the forest. It was just as quiet as the last time; the birds having left their homes for warmer ones, the air still with a baited breath of a silent observer.
She remembered the time she covered this path before. It was her idea. She was the one who wanted to know at any cost.
He was with her, then. The last time he was with her.
Little did she knew back then that the cost would be him. Would she still have insisted if she knew? Would knowing about that past feel worth losing him?
The victim in her growled yes. Yes, she had a right to know her past, what he did to her, how he betrayed, manipulated and then later, killed her. She was right to know.
But the lonely child of echoing sadness and empty heart shied away from this violent thought. It would probably, maybe, perhaps be okay if they both didn't know...? It whimpered.
She closed her eyes tightly, forcing bygones be bygones, pushing away what ifs and making her way through snow. Was the path always that long? Or did the company made it seemed shorter last time?
It felt strange to be here once more. Her magic felt like static on her fingers; alive and eager with a nervous energy. More than once she turned around suddenly, thinking she heard something. Nothing showed itself though, and calming her erratic heart, she continued on her way. The path had long disappeared but she felt like being pulled by the string to her destination. She made no resistance, allowing the magic to guide her. The closer she got, the harder it became to turn away. She could almost envision being pulled by invisible hands.
I'm coming, she thought in her mind, as if calming the insistent calling, I'm almost here.
Her answers will be there. The thirst to know about him, to see him alive and living was dragging her forward. The thought made her steps tangled as she tried to move faster.
The day she saw that man die, she knew she will have to see him again to make sure he was, truly, unharmed. And only one place could offer her such information without ever having to actually see him.
The Crystal Cave.
Her memories showed her how the crystals can be used to see the present as well as past and future. And all she needed was a glimpse. She wondered what she will see. Would he be traveling in some exotic country among the old tombs? Or just passing mundane young adult life of working and drinking and spending time in bars? Who else would she see with him? He never mentioned his family much except his mother. She wondered if that's how she will get her first look of her. Or maybe he doesn't live with his mother anymore. Maybe he has his own place now. And someone to share it with.
The thought was like a punch in her gut that made her hold on a nearby tree trunk as she reeled from it.
Will she see him with another? Smiling, talking, hugging, kissing another?
She placed a hand on her mouth as nausea churned inside her. Does she really want to know now? She almost turned back.
But she didn't.
Breathing deeply a few times she pulled herself together.
You never wanted him to be with you so why does it matter now, she asked herself. You said all you ever wanted was for him to live. You can't choose whom he does it with. Unless you want it to be you.
Never, the priestess snarled.
Then all you are looking for is a glimpse.
She could see the entrance to the cave from where she was standing and now, without any hesitation, she moved towards it.
It was utter darkness and she conjured a flame to help her see. Stepping into the rough, uneven floor, her body shivered with anticipation. She felt the intense energy of the cave enveloping her and all her nerves felt alive. She took a moment to let the energy wash over her and absorbed it with relish. It was power. It was strength. It was alive.
She crossed the small corridor and came at the mouth of the enormous cavern. The crystals glowed dimly, taunting her with answers. Smiling, she stepped inside the cavern, drinking in the sight.
It was just as breathtaking as before; the bluish glow all around the place, the crystals twinkling and winking, going deep into the cave. Her reflection appeared in many of them as she passed one after another. Her glance moved swiftly, chasing her image from all sides.
It felt surreal.
Suddenly, she heard a sound at the entrance and her instincts screamed. She whirled around, her magic drawing up to her palms. Her eyes glowed like twin suns and her arms flew out. It was like a warp in the air, the magic, as it worked its way. A backward draft of wind got caught in the magic and her hair blew back, floating behind her wildly as a hundred of the sharpest crystals soared through the air and came to a sudden halt within an inch of the intruder, surrounding him from all sides.
She felt a white blankness covering her mind as she tried to make sense of the impossible.
There, at the entrance to the most magical place on earth, even leaner than before with hair even more disheveled than ever and a face that had aged inappropriately for the time that passed, stood him.
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Audio transcription:
“I don’t respect that anymore. I really don’t. I don’t like and I don’t respect the crocodile tears, to –”
He gets cut off by shouts and booing from the audience.
“No, allow me to finish, listen sir, allow me to finish. I don’t like to play for foreign audiences the Holocaust card, but now I feel compelled to.”
After booing/shouting from the audience:
“My late father was in Auschwitz concentration camp, my late mother was in Maidanek concentration camp. Every single member of my family on both sides was exterminated. Both of my parents were in the Warsaw Ghetto Uprising. And it is precisely and exactly because of the lessons my parents taught me and my two siblings, that I will not be silent when Israel commits its crimes against the Palestinians. And I consider nothing more despicable than to use their suffering and their martryrdom to try to justify the torture, the brutalization, the demolition of homes, that Israel daily commits against the Palestinians. So I refuse any longer to be intimidated or browbeaten by the tears. If you had any heart in you, you would be crying for the Palestinians!”
A Very Stressed American Jew here again,
Hi! Thank you for taking the time to respond to my ask and yes, I’m someone who loves hearing as many perspectives as possible so I’d love some sources from you. I also very much appreciate the fact you are being very careful to only reblog posts that are anti Israel, not antisemetic (which is frankly a breath of fresh air, the internet has been a bit exhaustingly full of both antisemitic & Islamaphobic content these past feel days as I bet you’ve seen)
I’ve also been to Israel on a Birthright trip. We met people who ( both Palestinian and Israeli) on various sides of the conflict and learned a ton about it, from both perspectives which I was lucky to have the opportunity to do. We even went a little into the Gaza Strip to talk to these people running a pro Palestine peace movement and it was so important to me hearing those stories.
I never said they were on equal footing militarily, they definitely are not, Israel definitely has that advantage. But you are incorrect about Israel always being the aggressor since 1948,they’ve defended themselves about as often as they’ve attacked. Isreal is a small country comparatively to the ones surrounding it, so it makes sense it defends itself heavily in case of an attack.
I 100% agree that there are too many people who are compliant with the mistreatment of many Palestinians! I’m not anti #freepalestine at all! I get why that is a thing. But I also stand with Israel( but that does not mean I condone every action they take. ) Overall I think the situation is extremely complicated and some sort of compromise should be reached.
It’s just been very frustrating to see so many people reblog things on a situation just bashing Israel because so many others are doing it. Especially when then don’t know what they are talking about or using big buzz words that they don’t know what they mean, or spreading misinformation. It’s been on both sides and has been very very draining. I just want peace and some sort of solution. It makes me extremely happy you know what you are talking about and can debate politely yet happily about it. The internet has been so ‘ either agree with me 100% or you a bad person’ about this so it’s refreshing to see you are not like that.
I’ve done a lot of research into it from as many perspectives as I can get my hands on.
Some extremest Israelis are hurting Palestinians
Some extremest Palestinians are hurting Israelis
Both sides are throwing rockets at each other and it’s terrifying.
Both sides claim the other side is brainwashed
There is so much biased propaganda out there on both ends it’s hard to know what is truly happening.
I know people living in Israel who have sent me videos they’ve taken of rockets flying over there heads and I’m so scared for them. I’m so scared for all the innocent people caught in the crossfire on both sides.
Thank you for a more nuanced response and I’d love some of your sources,
A Very Stressed American Jew
Hi anon,
I wasn’t going to respond to this until after my math final tomorrow but I’ve spent the past two days thinking of your ask and the things I wish to articulate in my answer.
I am going to start here: how can you say you support Israel but say you are also pro-free Palestine (as in, you said you are not anti free Palestine). In my opinion, these two ideas cannot coexist. Simply because, the entire establishment of Israel has been on violent, racist, colonial grounds.
(Super long post under here guys)

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israel has been bombing residential towers, refugee camps, media offices and now there are reports that it plans to bomb two UN run schools in palestine. reminder that many ppl who have been rendered homeless by these bombings have found shelter in these schools. palestine's hospitals are overflowing, their top doctors are being killed in these bombings, and the pandemic is still raging while israel is blocking humanitarian aid as well. these are war crimes. this is a genocide.
from @m_hushki on instagram
Protests and Demonstrations for Palestine in Melbourne, Buenos Aires, Berlin, Paris, Caracas, London, The Hague & Madrid | 15.5.21
ppl that say that the citizens of “Israel” are not synonymous with the actions of their government spit on the graves of Palestinians. when you have these “citizens” calling for the lynching of Palestinians, breaking into homes of Palestinians to beat up fathers and sons in front of their family (with the protection of the police ofc), when you have a Palestinian having to scream out “yahoodi, yahoodi!” (Jewish, Jewish) to avoid getting beaten up by citizens that are attacking cars with Palestinians in them, then these “citizens” of “Israel” are VERY MUCH synonymous with the actions of their government.
this isn’t the fucking US and other countries whose citizens are trying to fight against a corrupt government, this is a large group of people who are actively upholding the war crimes of their government by going out in the streets to terrorize the oppressed, beyond what their government is already doing. Fuck you guys who try to say otherwise.

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103 killed, of which 27 are children, and 580 injured from the Israeli attacks today on Gaza. Today, Eid Al-Fitr, one of the two Islamic festivals.
And another attack is taking place this minute.
I have nothing to say right now. I was planning on making a series of posts to explain the history and reply to all the Israeli comments on my posts to help clear the situation to those who are confused. I just can’t stop crying and go type right now. I will just translate to you what was said to us by a Palestinian sister.
“ I am ok for now. I am staying in the safest room in our house where there are no windows. We’ve put planks on the ground and the entire family is staying together in one place, So if we get attacked we either all die together or live together. Death to me is easier that losing any of them.”
Thank you for all your support. Please continue. Maybe it will help. Even if just for emotional support.
There are reports that the IDF is heavily bombing Gaza right now like "never before" & Palestinians families from northern Gaza are fleeing their homes