#23:18

[beyazkuguu]

Tomber amoureux de toi a été la meilleure chose qui me soit jamais arrivée.

[glimmerofawesome]

[lowpawly]

I like how people on tumblr/twitters examples of irredeemable media are always coincidentally media that had been highly popular online 5 years prior and would, say, potentially be something a young adult might be embarrassed about having liked as a teenager at one point

[angelnumber27]

the amount of damage I did to myself thinking I wasn’t going to live past like 23…

[bigdickdaddysatan]

I WAITED 4 YEARS TO USE THIS

[a-shade-of-blue]

Masterlist of Vetted Fundraisers from the Palestinians who directly contacted me (18-26 December)

26 December

Wael Jamal Alshawish (@aya-1993, @wael-86): Wael and Aya have 3 children: Rahaf, Leen, and Aseel. They wish to evacuate from Gaza. (https://gofund.me/e3e253e3) (#372 on @/gazavetters vetted list) (€18 raised of €70K goal)

Israa Alwan, Shadi Alwan (@esraa12gaza, @esraaolwan): Shadi has 5 children: Wedad, Shukri, Saja, Farah, and little baby Mira. Shadi also has 2 sisters: Noor and Israa. Israa wishes to become a teacher and has a degree in Early Childhood Education. Shadi is also caring for his aging mother and his father has been absent for years. (https://gofund.me/775caf47) (shared by @/90-ghost)

Abdulrahman (@abadborhm): Abdulrahman’s family consists of 6 members: his parents, and his 4 siblings. (https://gofund.me/249db7e8) (#359 on @/gazavetters vetted list) (€150 raised of €25K target)

Muhammad Ramadan (@moh12ram, @mohammadram): Muhammad is 24 years old and he studied engineering. He is married and has a 1-year-old daughter. He also has 9 sisters. He suffers problems on his cornea and has had various operations on both his eyes. (https://gofund.me/14bf968b) (#313 on @/gazavetters vetted list) (€614 raised of €30K goal)

23-24 December

Walaa Moneer/ Walaa Mounir (@walaa95famely): Walaa (28) is from northern Gaza. She is married and have 3 children: Yamen (10), Kinan (8), Alma (3). (https://gofund.me/ab22ef91) (vetted by @/90-ghost) (€97 raised of €25K goal)

Nadaa Alrai (@omzaki): Nadaa and her husband Adnan have 2 children: Tulin (8) and Zaki (7). Nadaa suffers from severe migrain while Adnan suffers from high blood pressure. They have been displaced and the children are cold and hungry. (https://gofund.me/69b10735) (#376 on @/gazavetters vetted list, shared by 90-ghost) (€295 raised of €30K goal, fundraising since September)

Yousef Osama (@yousefosama2): Yousef is only 14 years old and he is from a family of 8. He is from Gaza City but he and his family have been displaced and are now living in a makeshift shelter. (https://gofund.me/df5ee605) (#375 on @/gazavetters vetted list) (€55 raised of €3K target)

22 December  

Haifa homeid (@haifa823): Haifa has 3 children: Youssef (8), Jourie (6) and Joan (6). Their house has been bombed and they are now displaced. (https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-haifa-and-her-children-rebuild-their-lives) (#356 on @/gazavetters vetted list)

Mohammed Zatr, Mahmoud Zatr (@mohammedzatr): Mohammed has been seriously injured from an airstrike, and his wife is also pregnant and worried for their unborn child. His brother Mahmoud’s wife gave birth to their first child outside of Gaza but Mahmoud has not even seen his first child because he is trapped in Gaza. His little brother Azzouz is seriously injured. Their financial situation is also dire and they are now in debt. (https://gofund.me/995e1b2a) (promoted by nabulsi, vetted and promoted by @/gaza-evacuation-funds)

Hadeel, Ali (@hadeelali111): Hadeel’s husband Ali has been injured in the foot. They have 2 children: Ayman and Yasser who are suffering from asthma and malnutrition. They are from northern Gaza but are now displaced and living in a tent. (https://gofund.me/c9ea31b8) (#216 on @/gazavetters vetted list)

Majd Sweedan (@majdd-99sn): Majd is 25 years old. He has a motor disability. He has lost a huge part of his family and also his house. (https://gofund.me/c6baa568) (#364 on @/gazavetters vetted list) (€35 raised of €50K goal)

Ibrahim Alhabil (@hema-1999): Ibrahim is from a family of 7. He is 25 years old and was studying accounting. He has 4 siblings: Mohammed (5), Mustafa (4), Rimas (14) and Lana (9).  (https://gofund.me/6348dd92) (#331 on @/gazavetters vetted list)

Mohammed Nasseer (mohamednaser1995, @mohhnaser): Mohammed is 28 years old. He has a baby daughter who was born in the middle of this war. (https://gofund.me/40f22662) (shared by 90-ghost)

20 December

Ibrahim Alhabil (@ibrahimfamilys-1, @ibrahimfamily-1): Ibrahim is 27 years old and is an engineering student. Their house was bombed and 3 of his relatives were killed in that bombing. Ibrahim and his family of 12 is currently displaced in Deir al-Balah. His father suffers from severe back problems, while his mother needs surgery for kidney stones. (https://gofund.me/2080b8d1) (shared by @/90-ghost)

19 December

Hoda, Sobhi (@huda123sblog): Hoda is 20 years old and her husband Sobhi is 24 years old. They live with Sobhi’s family, which consists of 14 people. Their house has been bombed. They are now eating animal food because of the lack of food. Hoda couldn’t finish her studies because of a lack of money. She wishes to have children. (https://gofund.me/d98cb739) (#314 on @/gazavetters vetted list) (€100 raised of €50K goal)

Mohamed Fayez, Ruba Fayez (@rubafayez, @mohamedfd): Mohamed’s family consists of his parents and hsi siblings. His father was severely injured in a bombing. (https://gofund.me/0f201517) (shared by 90-ghost) ($190 USD raised of $40K goal, fundraising since September)

Hamdi Ali (@abuyasin156): Hamdi and his wife have 4 children: Malak (20), Dareen (19), Youseef (15), and Yasin (7). Their house has been completely destroyed. They’ve managed to evacuate to Egypt but they are now allowed to work there. (https://gofund.me/1de8737b) (Vetted by association! Hamdi is a cousin of @/mohammedyasers (shared by 90-ghost))

Hadeel (@palestinianhadeel1, @hadeelfamyli): Hadeel 27 years old and she had a skin care company. She has lost her father, her husband, and her brother in this genocide. Her daughter Almas witnessed her father’s death and is severly traumatized. Hadeel also gave birth to a baby boy in November 2024. She is also taking care of 2 nieces, Samira and Najwa, who have been orphaned. Najwa and her sister Kanaria have recently been killed. (https://chuffed.org/project/113386-help-hadeels-family) (#5 on @/gaza-evacuation-funds list here, shared by 90-ghost)

18 Decembeer

Abeer Salem (@abeersalem): Abeer is 55 years old and have a daughter named Judy. They are from Gaza City but they have lost their home and they are now displaced in Al-Nuseirat. (https://gofund.me/8579cbff) (Vetted by association! Abeer Salem is the cousin of  Noha Ayyad @/helpnohafamilygaza (#78 on the Operation Olive Branch verified fundraiser list, shared by 90-ghost). Abeer is also a cousin of @/mohammedyasers (shared by 90-ghost)) (£501 raised of £40K goal)

Nour Al Madhoun, Momen Al Madhoun (@momenalmadhoun3, @nourfamily3, @momenalmadhoun1): Nour (30) and Momen (35) have 2 children: Ezzdeen (8) and Ameer (6). The Isralie forces only gave them 5 minutes to evacuate their home. They are from Northern Gaza but are now displaced in Deir el-Balah. (https://gofund.me/416f9e71) (#291 on @/gazavetters vetted list) (€2,414 raised of €50K target, fundraising since April)

Mariam Ab Yossef (@fuzzysandwichchaos): Mariam has 7 children. Her child Mahmoud suffers from brain damage, congenital malformations of the urinary system and a blockage in the urethra. (https://gofund.me/e89a8593) (Vetted by association! This campaign has been vouched for by Sahar (@/a-ss-123, @/soperfectionbasement, @/strangekittengalaxy) (vetted by association, also see post here)) (£10 raised of £50K target)

Mohammed, Faisal (@babygentlemenmusic): Faisal’s brother Mohammed has a water truck and wants to help provide clean water and other basic necessities for the people around him. He is fundraising to keep the water truck operating and to keep it filled. (https://chuffed.org/project/117914-food-and-clean-water-for-displaced-people-in-central-gaza) (Vetted by association! This campaign has been vouched for by Sahar (@/a-ss-123, @/soperfectionbasement, @/strangekittengalaxy) (vetted by association, also see post here)) ($201 Raised of $200,000)

Click here for my Google Doc with my complete masterlist of all the Palestinian gfm asks I've received

Info on how gfm campaigns vetted:  See here, here, here and here.

See post here for other verified ways to send aid to Gaza.

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[grogumaximus]

[oleafia-art]

some golden guards + caleb

i wanted to take a break and do some character design of a few golden guards based off of some of the ones seen briefly in canon. i also drew hunter and caleb as references for faces and stuff. i tried to make them as similar as possible, but also looking very individual to one another. since belos claimed that hunter looks the most like caleb, i tried to stay true to that while keeping the other three looking similar but not quite as identical. anyways i love them <3 they’re like the most mentally ill family ever to me

these weren’t supposed to be real ocs or anything but then i ended up giving them names and backstories and so i wrote a little about them aaaand now im obsessed. i will try to make a full body ref for them, especially alistair and/or constance, if i have time

i apologize for my godawful handwriting 💔

[alkylic]

that meme that everyone drew ten days ago

[deuynndoodles]

[ID: A colored, digital two page comic featuring Danny and Jazz from Danny Phantom. Danny wears a baggy hoodie over a shirt and jeans. Jazz wears a v-neck sweater and shorts.

Fentonworks, after curfew: Danny reaches for the doorknob to his bedroom, breathing out and gripping his shoulder.

"Where were you?" says Jazz, hands on her hips, making Danny jump. "Look, I know that Mom and Dad don't really care, but I do. You can trust me." She looks sad. "What's going on with you?"

"None of your business, Jazz." He looks irritated. He reaches for the doorknob again, muttering, "Just lemme sleep."

"Wait!" is written in all caps. Jazz reaches out, pulling at the hood of his jacket. Danny turns and raises his arm out of his hoodie, revealing an ectoplasmic injury. "Fuck off!" he yells.

Jazz pulls her hand away, startling backwards. Then, she looks sad as she says, "Oh, Danny…"

Fade out. They now stand in the Fentonworks bathroom, with Danny sitting on the toilet and Jazz hovering over him, cleaning a wound on his left shoulder. He's now in a binder and the original ectoplasmic wound has been treated. She scolds him and he grins nervously, curling in on himself. End ID.]

happy holidays @torscrawls !

[teatitty]

Funniest KakaIru first meeting to me is if they're forced to be roommates for whatever reason and Iruka just. Has no fucking idea who Kakashi is. Sure he's heard of the guy's reputation and stuff but how is he supposed to know that Kakashi-the-roommate is the same as Kakashi-the-infamous-shinobi? The Kakashi he knows is laidback and lazy and sleeps in until 11 and reads on the ceiling and uses the baby voice on his dogs

And Kakashi has no idea who Iruka is either. Yeah yeah he's heard about some delinquent kid who gave Asuma grey hairs early but the Iruka he knows mutters curses under his breath when he can't find something in the flat and reads historical drama's and slips his dogs extra treats when he thinks Kakashi isn't looking and stays up way too late doing work unless you bodily drag him off to bed

So you can imagine the tonal whiplash they both get when the shoe finally drops

[kyouka-supremacy]

Atsushi is so stupid actually all he had to do is say “every time you don't kill someone you get a kiss (from me)” and forget six months, Akutagawa would have not killed anyone for the rest of his life.

[veritas-scribblings]

buzz - @bartylusmicrofic - words: 977 [explicit / NSFW]

[inspired by @lexithwrites's post, which appeared in my feed: terribly sorry for doing this again, I will stop!]

Regulus has always been a little bit sceptical about it all. Insanity runs in his family, you see, and he has been somewhat hesitant to tempt fate. Some days, Regulus thinks that perhaps that’s where everything went wrong with his mother and Sirius, all the high-running emotions between them, the screaming, the manipulations and emotional blackmail. All the gaslighting. There’s definitely something diagnosable going on, in his not-so-professional opinion. Some days, Regulus thinks that insanity is closer to him than he would like. After the whole business with Cousin Bellatrix and that cult she’d run off to join…well, ‘fate’ seems to have a choke hold on the family.

So, when Regulus finds himself laying on the floor with Barty, drinking cider and smoking a spliff, he would like to think that his first thought was something along the lines of, ‘I should probably exercise some caution here.’

Unfortunately, though, that had not been his first thought.

His first thought had been, ‘It’s not so bad as a joint, right? Maybe the hypothetical schizophrenia won’t be so bad either.’

His second thought had been, ‘Why was I worried to begin with? What are even problems? No problems exist in my world.’

His third thought had led him to cheese, which had led him to seeking out the bag of shredded mozzarella he knows is kept in Barty’s fridge. Which had led Barty to laughing hysterically at him, and then joining Regulus in eating a good half of the bag. Which had led to even more hysterical laughing, because there they were cuddled up on the floor sharing a 500gm bag of shredded cheese and it had seemed like the funniest situation they’d ever been in. 

Honestly, Regulus isn’t too sure what had happened in the middle or who had moved first. It may have been Barty, because Barty is always handsy when he’s high (or, at least, more handsy than when he’s not high, because Barty tends to always be a bit handsy). It may have been Regulus, because about 10km back Regulus had decided that cuddles are exactly what he is all about.

Now, Regulus has discovered several things. He has discovered that Barty tastes like smoke and cider and shredded cheese. That Barty bites when he kisses. That Barty is a wicked, clever kisser and Regulus regrets not kissing him sooner. That Barty seems to enjoy cradling the back of Regulus’s neck and running his hands through Regulus’s hair. That running his tongue over Barty’s tongue piercing is a fascinating experience, though he hasn’t quite worked out what to actually do with the little ball of metal just yet. 

And now, Regulus is laying on the floor of Barty’s small one-bedroom apartment and some time ago his trousers and pants left his person, and he’s wrapped around Barty, one leg hooked around him, and he’s riding Barty’s thigh like his life absolutely depends on it. Like his body has a mind of its own. 

And it feels good. Barty feels good. Barty feels incredible. Regulus is high, and not on spliff, because there are fireworks shooting through his entire body, exploding at every rock of his hips, and his brain has clearly evacuated due to the danger. 

Distantly, he is aware that there are two thought trains travelling through his brain right now. The first thought train is headed somewhere within the vicinity of: Barty is family and we don’t do this with family and what if this fucks with everything between us, I can’t lose my best friend. The second thought train, the one Regulus has long boarded, is headed towards: why the fuck didn’t we do this sooner, this is the best idea ever, why have we wasted all these years not doing this. 

Regulus gasps, shivers when Barty’s slides his hands behind him and guides Regulus’s hips to grind down on his thigh harder. Regulus is dizzy. Everything about his world feels louder. Every brush of Barty’s skin against his is electric, euphoric, and he isn’t sure whether it’s from the spliff or from the sheer bliss washing through him in waves. 

Distantly, Regulus is aware that he’s moaning, whimpering, that his head is tipped back, that Barty is sucking and biting at his neck between saying something that Regulus can’t make out because it sounds like a huge blur of words strung together.

‘Fuck,’ Regulus gasps, ‘fuck, fuck,’ and then louder, startled as Barty pulls away to sit back on his haunches, ‘Fuck, what! What the fuck!’

Barty grins, laughing a little like he has been struck with the most amazing idea. He runs his hands over Regulus’s bare legs, trails the tips of his fingers across the wetness smeared along the insides of his thighs. His eyes are sparkling, though a little bit dazed. 

And then he goes down between Regulus’s legs; Regulus’s head spins and his breath hitches. He knows it’s coming, but he can’t grasp a single coherent thought well enough to not completely lose himself when it finally does come.

The first slide of Barty’s tongue through his wetness has Regulus weak and swearing loudly and filthily. He’s already so sensitive there and Barty doesn’t take things slowly (he never does). He runs his tongue directly over Regulus’s swollen arousal before taking him into his mouth. And he sucks mercilessly, rubbing his tongue back and forth, driving Regulus higher and higher and higher.

Barty pulls back suddenly, just a little, and Regulus whimpers at the loss of his touch, hands flying down to try and grab Barty's head to bring him back into place.

‘I knew it,’ Barty says. His grin is wolfish. He laughs, and Regulus can feel his breath in hot puffs between his legs. ‘I always knew you’d taste amazing.’

And then Barty goes back down, slides his tongue to tease between Regulus’s folds, takes Regulus into his mouth again. Regulus slams his hand down onto the carpet and swears, bucking into his mouth.

And he comes undone.

[goldenpinof]

okay