BONUS:

the biggest reason why I feel so anchored to rusame is the (theorized) love story. the grueling background of their romance. the way they went from friends, to lovers, to enemies, to friends again, to... who knows? (I'm mostly going off fanon rusame and the more widely shared hcs I've seen)

forget about the cold war--I love to think of how in love they were before the patriotic war.

all the letters they wrote one another, the gifts they made for each other; a painted picture of their eye in a locket, a portrait etched onto a lacquer box. photographs, poems, postcards. a pure love story. then it went away. then having to ignore this gnawing feeling of missing each other, of yearning each other. having to replace such a fiery love with hatred in the blink of an eye.

then that hatred gradually dissipates to become... more longing, more yearning. they wouldn't call it love (I think) but that intense, agonizing emotion for each other is always there and it's exclusive to them. them caring so little for each other and yet so much is so beautiful, so saddening, so incredible. they are my favorite love story you could say????

here’s my rusame secret santa gift for amerus king @ironicorange!

I hope I did the funny christmas sweater concept justice (ivan totally knitted them both) and it was a huge honor to draw something for you! thank you for representing the amerus/rusame community as amazingly as you do, much love! xo

hold up, let me add a tune to this

2p rusame human au in the 1980s where dmitri is a trucker from montana who just migrated from russia and allen is an Indian cowboy from gallup who bucks at state rodeos. they meet when dmitri’s truck shuts down outside the convenience store in the reservation and allen lets him borrow his house phone (cause the public phone was knocked down months ago). it’s there that they get acquainted and allen notices dmitri has a hard time with english.

they get to talking and knowing more of each other and then allen lets him crash on his couch. allen gets an uncle to help him fix the issue with the truck the next morning and dmitri is all set to leave- but not before they exchange info. after becoming friends, allen teaches dmitri english and helps him with his citizenship test, and in exchange, dmitri teaches him how to stay on a horse better (because he worked at a horse riding school in khabarovsk).

Cuetlaxochitl, Flower Of Fallen Warriors

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to everybody who’s celebrating! Did you know that the “poinsettia” flower originated from Mexico? And that it had a tie to fallen the Aztec warriors? I go into on my Instagram about this!

Quick disclaimer; my Aztec survived the sack of Tenochtitlán, he’s alive and well I just wanted to make this aesthetic lol

As we commemorate 76 years of the Nakba, it's crucial to remind everyone again that the Nakba was not an isolated incident that began and ended in 1948.

76 years ago, when Israeli generals like Moshe Sharett said things like "we have forgotten that we have not come to an empty land to inherit it, but we have come to conquer a country from people inhabiting it, that governs it by the virtue of its language and savage culture", of course current ones will carry the same genocidal notion with calls for "a Nakba [in Gaza] that will overshadow the 1948 Nakba".

The genocide that is carried out in Gaza today is only a continuation of the violence and massacres committed by now dead Israeli officials in the 1940s; it is an extension of policies that Israel founded itself on.

Make not mistake, the Nakba continues to this very day. With it, our pursuit of justice persists. And with the shifting tides, our call never wavered: Free Palestine.

I genuinely feel like I’m going insane sometimes

been watching a lot of westerns w my pops so I made an oc… her name is velia jose

here's the actual tshirt design lol!

for my non-american folks, memorial airbrush shirts are often used as a sort of modern mourning attire.

they are worn for funerals or special familial events to commemorate a lost loved one and that is what al was parodying when he gave him the shirt, the lil shit

happy b-day gilbert! we still miss you everyday, fly high homie 🕊️