The man crying is George Gillette, tribal chairman of the Mandan, Arikara, and Hidatsa tribes of North Dakota in 1948. He was forced under the threat of death of all his people to sign over the tribes’ homeland on the fertile floodplain of the Missouri River in order to build the Garrison Dam.
The final settlement legislation denied tribes’ right to use the reservoir shoreline for grazing, hunting, fishing or other purposes, including irrigation development and royalty rights on all subsurface minerals within the reservoir area.
After the dam was constructed, the three tribes were scattered, their communities and extended families flung to different shores of the 200-mile-long Lake Sakakawea.
This is what your freedom and democracy is built on.
Best version of BatCat is them being constantly on and off again till They don’t even know if they’re off or on and eventually they get married when they’re like 70 something and are happily domestic for the rest of their lives
ARCANE IS OVER I WANNA CRY!!!
but also have some punkrock Sevika to cheer yall up a bit! It's a lot of sketches, I wanted to clean this a bit more but im too lazy and I need to do smth else.. for now, enjoy!!
in which miguel o'hara is more than happy to follow his wife's directions
miguel o'hara/jessica drew
Warnings: None, just sickly sweet fluff
also posted on AO3 @/TheSparklingDiamond
"A little to left. No, wait...too far. A bit to the right."
Miguel shifted the frame accordingly, even if it was only a couple millimeters difference. "How's that?" he asked, looking back over his shoulder.
Jess scrunched her nose slightly as she studied the placement of the frame on the wall. "I don't know," she hummed, a slight, mischievous smile growing on her face, "Might be a lot better if you let me help." The two were hard at work decorating the nursery, a task they'd both put off until the very last second.
Miguel chuckled, making his way over to the rocking chair where she sat, her hands folded over her baby bump. "I'm not falling for that. The doctor said you had to rest." This prompted a groan from Jess, which Miguel had been expecting. "I know, I know."
"Just last month, I was on missions...on my motorcycle!" Jess huffed, "Do you know-"
Miguel cut her off with a kiss to her forehead, then a kiss on the bump, and finally, a tender kiss on the lips. "I know," he murmured as he pulled away. "It'll be over soon, mi corazón. Besides, I think I miss having you on missions as much as you miss being on them."
"What? Not confident in Peter and Ben's ability to hold down the fort?" Jess teased.
Miguel cringed before deadpanning, "I have more faith in Mayday." His expression quickly softened when he heard Jess's laugh.
She laughed again as he kissed her before murmuring, "I do like being here...with you. It's nice just being able to relax and not worry about anomalies," she paused, resting her hand on his cheek, "Not to mention getting our last few full nights of sleep before the baby comes."
Miguel turned his head, gently kissing her palm. "I like it here too," he paused, looking back at her, "but I think you might just like bossing me around."
Jess grinned, "It's definitely a perk. Speaking of, you still got more decorations to put up. Get to it." She laughed again as he pretended to make a fuss as he went back to the box that held the decorations, pulling one out.
"Alright. Up...no, too far. Down a bit. To the left. Back to the right a little. Perfect."
Batcat doodle page cause that movie had my heart in an iron-grip like I could barely breathe cause they took my breath away...
Every time I see this brain dead “oppressed x oppressor” shit it’s just The online leftist version of people should just stick to their own.
The rich should stay with the rich and the poors should stay with the poors am I right? 
Jessica Drew character paint for Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse by Will Coyner