#GET OUT OF HERE I CAN'T

[the-eyes-of-andyserkis]

[literarymerritt]

Thinking about Them 🥺

Art Tumblr | Twitter

[tagerrkix]

Eden was their ✨disney princess era✨

[demi-pixellated]

✨⚔ The Veilguard 🛡✨

[lucabyte]

On autonomy, and what it means to be Obliged to Help.

Bonus:

[unrelatedsideblog]

bleping doodles idk

[juniemunie]

[Abandoned by the Lightners, his heart became cracked with hatred.]

Hitting a lil' too close to home?

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Tis but a flesh wound!

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[benevolenterrancy]

~ Extremely Unwilling Magical Protagonists Attempt To Outrun The Plot And Not Fucking Die ~

(@takofukkatsumi this tag is from a while ago but it hasn't left my brain -- L-Space got very weird all of a sudden)

[pinayelf]

Palestinian fundraisers to donate to

Second list of fundraisers 

Third list of fundraisers

Fourth list of fundraisers

Hello all, here are some Palestinians who have currently reached out to me to share their fundraisers. I put together all posts in one so I can boost them all daily.

Please take a moment to read their stories, share and donate if you can.

Some conversions for Swedish krona (SEK) as some GFMs use it: $1USD = 10.36 SEK $1CAD = 7.61 SEK €1 = 11.43 SEK

@karamostaz22 | GFM Link | Vetted here

@amalpalestine | GFM Link | Vetted here #71

@lawyer-adhamayyad81 | GFM Link

Note: Unvetted by reverse image search comes back clean

@wajihmadi | GFM Link | Vetted by association

@yousefalyazji and @monayazji | GFM Link | Vetted here (#87)

@nourasissue4 | GFM Link | Vetted here

Note: Blog updated as previous blog was terminated

@dutifullymykid | GFM Link | Vetted by association here

@mohammedmoner | GFM Link | Vetted here (#26)

@haneenmohamaad | GFM Link | Vetted here

@ghadanabilfamily | GFM Link | Unvetted but shared by vetted account

@baraaalshrafa | GFM Link | Vetted here (#911)

@ahmadgaza1 | GFM Link | Vetted here

Note: Unvetted, but reverse image search comes back clean

@emanabosedo | GFM Link | Vetted by association

@helpamalm | GFM Link

Note: Unvetted, but reverse image search comes back clean. Blog is currently unavailable (9/30), but GFM is still available

@hebamohammedsy | GFM Link | Vetted here (#171)

@familygazaamal | GFM Link | Vetted here (#55)

@ashourmohammed | GFM Link | Vetted here

@hanangazaa | GFM Link

@hashem19798 | GFM Link | Vetted here

@mariam2013y | GFM Link | Vetted by association

@osamabasilps | GFM Link | Vetted here

note: the blog in 90-ghost's reblog is osama's previous blog, but the gfm is the same)

@moh-gaz & @farah-mohanad | GFM Link | Vetted here (#42)

@faroha2001 is another one of their blogs

@mohamedjshamia | GFM Link | Vetted here (#82)

@abdalhadiaburas | GFM Link | Vetted here

@sameergazafamily | GFM Link | Vetted here

note: Sameer had a previous tumblr that was deactivated, this is his new Tumblr

@savepalestineinfamily19 | GFM Link | Vetted here

@abedallhferwanagaza & @olaferwana| GFM Link | Vetted here

@ahmadwaleed5 | GFM Link | Vetted here (#167)

@amalblogsworld | GFM Link | Vetted here

Note: The blog in the vetted link is another one of Amal's blogs, but the GFM link is the same

@hazemsuhail | GFM Link | Vetted here (#75)

@husamfarht | GFM Link | Vetted here (#248)

@hyamshehabnew | GFM Link | Vetted here

@burningnightgiver | GFM Link | Vetted here

Note: the new blog is here

@abdelmutei | GFM Link | Vetted here

@aya-alanqar | GFM Link | Vetted here

Note: The blog on 90-ghost's link is another blog of Aya's, but it's the same fundraiser

@ahmadresh | GFM Link | Vetted here

@mohammedatallah | GFM Link | Vetted here

@saveyouseffamily | GFM Link | Vetted here

@hanaa-yousef | GFM Link | Vetted here (#246)

@falestine-yousef | GFM Link | Vetted here / more info

[beets]

baby, bi bi bi

[anj-does-stuff]

Testing more brushes, have a Wizard-Kashi!!

[artofpandarson]

b-

biderman!

Also in the collection:

Binderman - Deadbinary - Cable of Finland

[a-scary-lack-of-common-sense]

My biggest fear when I was younger was forgiving those who have wronged me, because it meant I moved on.

[buttdumplin]

going to look at houses with one of the boys because yall need a bigger one with more rooms now that ale and rudy have officially joined the polycule and the agent is really working the kids angle for "you and your... husband?" and ofc it's johnny who goes with you and he's feeding into it by only referring to them as "the boys" that by the time you've settled on a house and you get the agent to do one last viewing so they can all come see, her head fucking explodes first when she sees "the boys" and again after they all take their turns giving you and johnny your initial smooches, and the smile on johnny's face tells you this couldn't have played out as perfectly even in his dreams

[starry-bi-sky]

Blood Blossom Au: Baby's First Commissioner Meeting :)

TL:DR This Post: Danny (orphan) gets poisoned with blood blossom extract by Vlad. He runs away from him and ends up under the care of one Pre-Robin Battinson Batman! Starry is loudly pushing her batdad agenda.

(Also known as "Late At Night, When The Nightingale Sings" on my ao3!)

This was a fun rough idea I've been sitting on for weeks, thinking about how Commissioner Gordon and Nightingale's first meeting might go.

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Commissioner Gordon likes to think that he's adjusting to the new normal of Gotham very well, -- the new normal being grown men running around dressed like bats, in military-grade strength body armor, committing acts of vigilantism, -- and slowly, little by little, he was no longer being surprised when this new normal pops up out of the shadows like the world's most terrifying daisy. His shaving lifespan thanks him for it.

....

The kid is a surprise though.

Granted, he seemed to be a surprise to the Bat too.

There's been a string of murders lately, -- which, in Gotham, is kind of like saying there's been another storm during monsoon season. And there's just been another; in some dilapidated building down in south Gotham, with the broken, boarded-up windows and mildew-crawling walls to match. The victim is a man in his thirties, multiple gunshot wounds to the chest, left in the center of the room for the blood to pool out around him.

The place is already secured when he arrives, the building swarmed with officers and the forensic detectives. The Bat emerges shortly after he does -- or, he might've been here the whole time, hiding someplace dark and shadowy. For his own sanity, Gordon doesn't think about it too hard.

The kid is a surprise, and he appears like a bolt of lightning.

He shows up in the middle of a conversation Gordon is having with the Bat.

A whistle, sharp and loud, slicing through the air, meant for open air rather than a confined space. Gordon's ears pierce and protest the sound, and the solemn, murmured chatter floating through the room abruptly cuts off like the swing of a gavel. As he turns towards the sound -- as they all do -- he swears, up and down, that he sees Batman's shoulders jump, just slightly.

At the source, perched on the window, is a boy. A boy in a gray-blue scarf and an oversized black hoodie, one that hangs off his frame and has ace bandages wrapped around the wrists in some attempt to cinch the sleeves. The hood is up, big like the rest of it, and threatens to swallow the upper half of the boy's face whole in the fabric. What upper half Gordon can see, is smeared with some kind of opaque, black face paint. He's holding onto the side of the frame with one hand, on his hip is a grappling hook. A familiar grappling hook.

Gordon has multiple questions, and his officers tense up.

Martinez puffs up, brows furrowing as his face shapes into a frown. Shoulders rolling back. "You can't be here, kid--"

The reaction is immediate, like a spark to gunpowder, the boy yanks his fingers from his mouth and his mouth twists into a scowl. Head snapping over to Officer Martinez, his hood manages to stay on but Gordon swears that as he bares his teeth, the glint makes them look sharper than they should be. His voice is rasp and quiet and harsh; snappish in its hissing; "Put a fuckin sock in it, Martinez. I'm not stayin."

Martinez reels back, and the boy immediately veers his attention off him. Like a switch, his demeanor drops. Despite half his face being covered, his mouth twists into a cringing, apologetic smile. Slanted and off-beat, embarrassed. It'd be disarming if this wasn't Gotham, and if he didn't just hiss at Martinez like he was about to bite his head off.

"Sorry." He whispers, voice deceptively polite and softer now. Gordon has to strain his ears to hear him. "I was looking for him."

He points his finger towards-- Gordon? No, Gordon follows the direction, and finds himself looking at -- the Bat.

The Bat, who always looks stiff as a pole, now looks even stiffer. Somehow. Well, the explains the grappling hook attached to the boy's waist.

"What are you doing here?" The Bat says, gruff and unable to completely smother the stumble of surprise in his tone.

The boy still holds a sheepish smile, and slips off the window ledge. His feet hit the creaky boards with a near-silent thud, the Batman finds his feet and rapidly begins crossing the room.

Gordon notes the slight tremble in the boy's legs as he straightens. He adjusts his scarf, which droops close to his knees now that he's standing, and slings a backpack -- how long has had that? -- off his shoulders. When the Bat reaches his side, he does as he always does, and looms over the boy like a spectre. A threatening mass of shadows cloaked in all-consuming black. Standing next to him, the boy looks teeny in comparison.

The Bat is a man who terrifies even the most hardened criminals, Gordon has seen grown men shiver in fear at the mention of his name. And yet when the boy looks up at him, he doesn't even flinch.

Instead, his sheepish smile melts away like ice under the sun, holding only traces of his previous embarrassment. It remains as a shadow on his face, a small upturn at the corners of his mouth. The boy pushes his hood back just enough to reveal glinting, ice-flint eyes surrounded in tar-black face paint. He holds the backpack up with one arm. "You forgot this."