#Evening Reblog

[badolmen]

(verification) Ahmed Mohammed + £0 - No donations in 4+ days.

(verification) Mohamed Mikki + $5

(verification) Ghazi Younis + $0 - No donations in 6+ days.

(verification) Hamza Al-Absi + €5

(verification) Salem Alanqar + €0 - No donations in 1+ days.

(verification) Amal Alanqar + €0 - No donations in 1+ days.

(verification) Asmaa + $0 - No donations in 5+ days.

(verification) Shymaa Taiser + $0 - No donations in 5+ days.

(verification) Ahmed Halas +€22

(verification) Abdel Muti Al-Habil + €0 - No donations in 2+ days.

(verification) Youssef + $0 - No donations in 1+ days.

(verification) Oday Adnan Al-Anqar + €100

(verification) Munna Tashmali + £0 - No donations in 17+ days.

(verification) Fatima Alanqar + €70

(verification) Mahmoud Al-Balawi + €0 - No donations in 3+ days.

(verification) Mahmoud Khalaf + €20

(verification) Mahmoud Baalou + $316

(verification) Haya Alshawish + €10

Please consider donating to fundraisers that receive no donations today, or plan to donate to them next week! I would especially like to highlight Munna Tashmali's campaign, which has received no donations in almost 3 weeks.

As always, please reblog so that this post is more likely to reach those able to donate.

Timestamp: Nov. 25, 2024

Match Me Mondays!

I am setting aside $5 every Monday to donate to one of the following campaigns - match me if you can!

If not, please reblog this post so it reaches someone who can.

(verification) Ahmed Mohammed (£2.691/£55.000) [4.89%]

(verification) Mohamed Mikki ($2.264/20.000) [11.3%]

(verification) Ghazi Younis ($5.714/$50.000) [11.4%]

(verification) Hamza Al-Absi (€3.476/€21.000) [16.6%]

(verification) Salem Alanqar (€7.484/€38.000) [19.7%]

(verification) Amal Alanqar (€10.956/€50.000) [21.9%]

(verification) Asmaa ($11.263/$50.000) [22.5%]

(verification) Shymaa Taiser ($12.382/$50.000) [24.8%]

(verification) Ahmed Halas (€22.100/€80.000) [27.6%]

(verification) Abdel Muti Al-Habil (€15.071/€50.000) [30.1%]

(verification) Youssef ($10.041/$25.000) [40.2%]

(verification) Oday Adnan Al-Anqar (€22.032/€50.000) [44.1%] *previous donations were accidentally refunded, see GFM update

(verification) Munna Tashmali (£14.800/£30.000) [49.3%]

(verification) Fatima Alanqar (€10.512/€20.000) [52.6%]

(verification) Mahmoud Al-Balawi (€45.935/€85.000) [54.0%]

(verification) Mahmoud Khalaf (€34.189/€55.000) [62.2%]

(verification) Mahmoud Baalou ($61.986/$70.000) [88.6%]

(verification) Haya Alshawish (€98.301/€100.000) [98.3%]

Timestamp: Nov. 25, 2024

More information and campaigns under the read more.

(Conversions: $5 = €4.57, £3.90)

Daily Campaigns @writing-prompts-for-palestine

Five Dollar Fridays

Ten Dollar Tuesdays

Do Something Saturdays

Completed Campaigns:

(verification) Aseel Asad Mohammed Jadalhaq ($101.802/$100.000) [100%]

*the following campaigns have been deleted by GFM or have paused donations, update from organizers and alternative donation methods below

(verification) Noureddine *see update here

[greysdoods]

Gave a crack at redesigning radio broadcast demon dude.

Edit: I forgot his hairy potter scar

[darth-salem-emperor-of-earth]

"I love you and I am conscious of you all the time." - Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Katherine Mansfield c. January 1921.

Yoooooo! Take a look at the amazing, soft, and beautiful Valentine's Day commission I got from @emedeme of my D&D OC, Kyrie Silbersonnen, and her husband, Ilmryn Vayn. Kyrie is a fallen aasimar bloodhunter and she met her future husband Ilmryn, in a drow prison. Long story about all of that but he helped her and her group escape in exchange for them taking him to the surface because he wanted to get away from all these cult psychos. And then he was stuck with our party. XD

But I must reiterate: I am absolutely delighted and in awe at this beautiful work of art @emedeme created! I'm in love with the quiet intimacy surrounding these two, with Kyrie giving Ilmryn a tender, loving kiss on the shoulder to the soft smile resting on his face. AAAAAAAAAH! Just thinking about their personal journeys, and then how their stories intertwined is making me teary-eyed and I blame this artwork! XD T_T <3

Seriously, thank you, @emedeme, for this vibrant and stunning commission! You always know how to blow me away, with your colors, shading, art style, and how you convey emotions among the characters' faces and body language. <3

[slylock-syl]

Evening reblog!~

What big hopes for such a tiny person!

Lost Soul: Sweetie >Pages 45 - 46<

>Previous >Next (Saturday!)

Ko-fi | Etsy | U/S Official Discord (15+)

[doggernaut]

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Check Please! (Webcomic) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Eric "Bitty" Bittle/Jack Zimmermann Characters: Jack Zimmermann, Eric "Bitty" Bittle, Shitty Knight, Larissa "Lardo" Duan, Adam "Holster" Birkholtz, Justin "Ransom" Oluransi, Camilla Collins Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Summer Camp, Non-Professional Hockey Jack, Nobody Goes to Samwell, past Jack Zimmermann/Camilla Collins, Depressed (Sort Of) Jack, That Last Summer After College and Before Real Life Starts, Canon-Typical Behavior Summary:

Jack graduated from college in May with a history degree and no immediate plans for the future. The only thing he knows with absolute certainty is that he doesn’t want to play hockey.

That doesn’t mean Jack does know what he wants. He’s got one last summer here at Camp Samwell, eight weeks to put off thinking about his future.

Chapter 2 is now up on ao3!

[jomiddlemarch]

gingerbread

1. “What are those, Anne?” Diana asked, pointing to the pile of unevenly shaped, lumpy brown biscuits which were keeping uneasy company with Marilla’s famous cherry jam thumbprint cookies and some of Mrs. Rachel Lynde’s golden shortbread. Anne cradled the well of her tea-cup and let the steam rise up like a genie before she answered; she knew Diana wouldn’t mind waiting because she was a bosom friend and had shown it even more every day since Matthew died.

“I don’t know, to be honest, Di,” Anne said. “I found them wrapped up in a clean dishtowel in a little wicker basket by the side door. There wasn’t a letter or a card or anything to say who made them or what they were. I know they don’t look particularly appetizing, but I thought I should at least put them out before I throw them away. They made me wish we had a cheerful pig named something splendid like Hieronymus to feed them to, but alas, we only have the chickens and the cow and it wouldn’t do to put Buttercup off her feed. We’d have no butter or milk for a week.”

“Marilla would never let you name a pig Hieronymus,” Diana remarked. She picked up one of the biscuits. “I’ll try one, a little bite anyway. If it’s terrible, I warn you, I’ll spit it out in my napkin.”

“You can’t offend me, Di—I still remember all those sets of Hammond twins,” Anne said.

Diana sniffed at the cookie, then took a dainty bite, chewed for a moment and then smiled.“I know what this is—and who it’s from,” she said.

“Don’t keep me in suspense,” Anne said. “Have I a mortal enemy in Avonlea who wishes to dispatch me with inedible pastry? It cannot be a secret admirer—"

“You have a friend, you goose,” Diana said. “As soon as I tasted it, I knew what it was.”

“Well?”

“It’s the Blythe gingerbread,” Diana said. “I’ve tasted it a thousand times, it’s their own spice blend and Mrs. Blythe will never say exactly what the spices are and in what proportion. But she never made this, she’d be horrified if she even saw these, halfway to burnt. Gilbert had to have made them.”

“Gilbert?”

“It’s not that surprising, Anne,” Diana said. “He hasn’t tried to hide that he wants to be your friend and it makes sense that he’d want to give you something—but in a way that you don’t have to thank him for it. It’s true these aren’t the best biscuits, but it’s the thought that counts and it’s awfully sweet of him.”

“It is sweet, isn’t it?” Anne said, looking at the biscuits again. He only had the most rudimentary baking skills, which was understandable since he was the Blythe family’s only son, but she imagined him in the kitchen, measuring out the flour and sugar, his brow furrowed as he considered how much of each spice to add, maybe licking a smear of molasses off his thumb. “I’ll have to thank him,” she said.

“I suppose,” Diana replied slowly. “Or you needn’t. He didn’t leave a card or a note. I don’t think he expects you to say or do anything. He just wanted to do something nice for you. I don’t think he expects anything in return, not even a thank you.”

“I’ll have to return the cloth and the basket, though,” Anne said.

“You leave that to me,” Diana said stoutly, as if she were undertaking one of Hercules’s twelve labors. Anne smiled again, thinking of Diana with the basket in the crook of her arm and Gilbert finding it on his doorstep, the cloth neatly folded with little pine tassel tucked in as a talisman.

[word-count-bullet-count]

I've been seeing a lot of knight posts recently. pretty great

[zeldotsbrainrot]

Egg: Sunnyside Up

Steak: Rare

Milk: I'm lactose intolerant, so, whole milk.

Alcohol: You're either giving me a Bloody Mary or its time for shots. Shots of what? Everything.

Warm Drink: Caramel macchiato or butterbeer.

[river--ghost]

work all night on a drink of rum

daylight come and me wan go home

stack banana til the morning come

daylight come and me wan go home

come mr tallyman tally me banana

daylight come and me wan go home

come mr tallyman tally me banana

daylight come and me wan go home

lift six foot seven foot eight foot bunch

daylight come and me wan go home

six foot seven foot eight foot bunch

daylight come and me wan go home

day

me say dayo

daylight come and me wan go home

day

me say day

me say day

me say dayo

daylight come and me wan go home

a beautiful bunch of ripe banana

daylight come and me wan go home

hide the deadly black tarantula

daylight come and me wan go home

lift six foot seven foot eight foot bunch

daylight come and me wan go home

six foot seven foot eight foot bunch

daylight come and me wan go home

day

me say dayo

daylight come and me wan go home

day

me say day

me say day

me say dayo

daylight come and me wan go home

come mr tallyman tally me banana

daylight come and me wan go home

come mr tallyman tally me banana

daylight come and me wan go home

dayo

dayo

daylight come and me wan go home

day

me say day

me say day

me say dayo

daylight come and me wan go home

[kachikirby]

IF YOU LIVE IN THE US, PLEASE READ THIS

Posting this from the bird app since I hope it can help people.

People have been contacting the White House directly to demand a recount, especially since there has been evidence that not every ballot has been counted and will be thrown away if it hasn't been cured.

The link to contact the White House is here!

The following screenshot comes from here!

If you need help writing something, check under the cut! I've provided a prewritten response from one of the replies!

"I am a concerned citizen, and I need you to hear me. I urge you to recount the ballots from this election and investigate election interference. Bomb threats have been called into multiple polling locations, causing some to close early. Domestic terrorists have burned ballot boxes. An unprecedented number of ballots have been rejected and require curing. There have been reports of polling officers allowing voter intimidation in and outside of polling places across the country and an estimated 20 million mail in ballots are unaccounted for. In addition, many people have reported that ballots were not counted for suspicious reasons such as signature invalidation which is information that vote counters do not have access to. These events have occurred in swing states such as Pennsylvania, Nevada, and Georgia, for instance."

Feel free to add and change what you want, this is just a base for you to work off of.

[glitchedcosmos]

I’m ace, aro and tired

Reblog if you are also LGBT+ and tired

[inprogresspokemon]

#161.5 - Found amongst forests and fields of tall grass, Sentret are very cautious Pokémon that are always on high alert. By standing on their long tails, they can get a better view of their surroundings and avoid being ambushed by predators. If a Sentret spots danger approaching, they will let out a warning cry to notify the rest of its kind. As these nervous Pokémon age, they begin to burrow beneath the ground to make a complex system of tunnels; this nest is designed so that other Pokemon cannot enter it. When outside the safety of their burrows, they will still stand on their tails until they’ve fully evolved and become fast enough to out pace their enemies.

Names: Sentret - Scoutret - Furret  [Old Version]

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[littlemizzlinguistics]

Studying linguistics is actually so wonderful because when you explain youth slang to older professors, instead of complaining about how "your generation can't speak right/ you're butchering the language" they light up and go “really? That’s so wonderful! What an innovative construction! Isn't language wonderful?"

[cookiethebirdthing]

mutual: *interacts with a post i maid*

me: woah, i thought u despised me and wanted me 2 die a gruesome death based on 0 evidence, but im so glad u r actually deeply in love with me instead. i will forget this in less than a day

[zeldotsbrainrot]

"This is how Zeldots whiteboard feels,"

*Shows a literal picture of our whiteboard.*

[marciaillust]

an Angel