#bc like............. i wanted to include more stuff

[u-reblogged-a-scam]

Do not donate your money to, or reblog any posts from, @/bitchygardenarcade bc they are a scammer. Take down any of your reblogs if you haven’t already done so.

Checklist time:

This is yet another diabetic Palestinian scam (a common scam going around that’s used to prey on your sympathy during a genocide)

Their current “fundraiser” has a goal of $700; real Palestinian fundraisers are tens of thousands of dollars

They say their name is “Tasneem Salim”, but the name used for the empty PayPal account linked in their post (which is always included in scams like these) is “Masudi Salim”

They’ve already been called out as a scammer

Never trust a donation post linked to an empty PayPal account unless said link has been verified by a trusted source, especially if their name doesn’t match the one for the account

Here’s an additional resource to help you spot the red flags of scams moving forward:

And here are some posts that go a little more in depth about the scammers that have been repeatedly spotted:

Tagging everyone I can in the notes. If anyone who sees this can reach out to those in the notes I didn’t tag and let them know this is a scam, that’d be really helpful not just for me, but for them as well.

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[bitchfitch]

Thank y'all for your input. It has been recorded. Additional details that were not included in the base post on purpose because it was stuff one or the other wouldn't have considered when deciding if they should apologize:

- B does not have an issue with A's sister, in fact he has offered to let her move in with them. He doesn't want to get between the siblings or to be the reason their relationship breaks apart, but he also doesn't want to lose his partner over the fact she doesn't like him for things that are Largely but not entirely out of his control.

- Sister thinks B is cringe because he's older, an adult goth, deformed, religious, and dating her brother.

- A loves B and, were his Sister not objecting to the relationship, would have 0 major qualms about it. He feels safe and well cared for and like this relationship has the ability to go the long haul otherwise.

- A puts so much weight behind his Sister's opinions because they are twins and still in the overly dependent on eachother phase of twin life. Before moving in with B he had never spent more than a day or two away from her.

- The fight started because A was crying over Sister sorta making him have to choose if he wants her or B in his life. B attempted to soothe while also reminding A that he was the one who offered him a no strings attached place to stay after finding out A and Sister's father was dangerously physically abusive. Sister was giving A a choice over who he wanted in his life more, B wasn't.

- It's a high tension scenario because A and sister are 16. A believes that if his relationship with B fails he'll have to move back in with his abusive father where he'll be in genuine danger.

- B would not do that to A. if their relationship fails A just moves into the guest room. Them being together has never been a condition for B to help him even if A, for his own poor self worth reasons, believes it is.

-Which is why B doesn't understand why it's such a big deal to A. From B's perspective, A is throwing a fit over not being able to have everything go his way and reaffirming that A thinks Sister is right to judge B for his deformities, religion, and past history as she didn't have issues with A pursuing other too old for him men. Her problem with B is that he's B, not that he's 30.

- A however sees it as his Sister making him Chose between a 'safe' home and happy relationship, and the only person A has ever cared about. While B is Making him let go of the only other connection in his life to prioritize the one between them so he can keep his safe home and happy relationship. It doesn't matter if B is sorta right, he's not being given a real choice by their situation and he's blaming B for that.

I as the author was functionally incapable of making A be the one to apologize bc fuck, that boys 16. he should be calling the cops not apologizing. but if you look at things from their perspective, A is absolutely in the wrong and hurt B because of it. thank y'all for affirming that.

ok I have a bottle of vinegar that used to be cheap wine in me now so I'm finally ready to make this post

You are king Solomon and these two assholes walk up to you. It Your job to decide which one has to say "I'm sorry".

Person A is mad at B for trying to make him prioritize their very committed relationship over his sister's approval. Nothing bad will happen to the sister if they stay together, she just thinks B is cringe and that A should dump him.

Person B is mad at A for genuinely considering dumping him and acting embarrassed about being with him because his sister thinks B is cringe.

(context: A should dump B for a Lot of reasons. him being cringe is only the one of them that's the problem right now. B should dump A for a mostly Different list of reasons.)

no third answer. one of these fuckers has to say I'm sorry and it's been holding up this chapter for Months

[wildwoof]

No, he didn't steal it -- it was gifted to him. Koga supposes more like permitted for him to have in his possession. Sitting cross-legged on his bed, fingers digging into the fabric, the guitarist hugs the black shirt close to himself. Face partially buried into it. Slowly, he breathes. Though, he knows their scent off by heart enough that he doesn't necessarily need this, but... it's mildly comforting. Embarrassing to admit, and quite frankly, he finds it to be a tad bit annoying.

No matter how many times in the past year he attempted to conclude he found the scent to stink, admittedly deep within himself he knew how much he liked it... Almost alluring to him. Draws him in. He treasures it. It takes him back even farther than just the past year. It's stupid to think of the reason as to why he knows this scent off by heart.

Though not outwardly embarrassed by his past self, it was so inconsiderate of him how he blindly followed without considering their emotions and true thoughts. What he admired was a front to keep safe until everything came crashing down. Still, he's happy enough to still be permitted to stand at their side. Eyebrows furrow as he hugs the fabric closer to himself of the shirt.

When he barely picks up their scent off it, he'll be sure to return it. For now, something to connect himself to them even if they cannot share a room. Even if he cannot be with them. He's allowed this happiness, right? No need to put a shitty ass label on it. But, it brings with it a curiosity on what their feelings might truthfully entail.

Do they feel something for him too? Or... no, no, don't think about it.

Eyelids shut as the young idol squeezes the shirt even more than before. Thankfully, he's alone. Well, Leon's always here too, but the pup decided not to try to bother him this time around. Or, maybe Leon went to nap without a second question, since Koga's presently sitting up on his bed rather than lying down as a sign of him falling asleep.

Usually, he only finds comfort in the scent than anything else. Similar to a comfort blanket, or a stuffed animal for nerves. It eases up any tension in his body that built throughout the day or calm any nerves acting up. Admittedly, it might have been a comfort to him during the SS Qualifying rounds if he hadn't already been so out of sorts by blatantly getting ignored.

"Stupid, dumbass, idiot," muttering into the shirt. Though, this wolf's not tired in the slightest bit to fall asleep clutching onto his possession. Instead, a heat builds itself up within his very core. He hates to admit it, but once again, there's a desire to be wrapped up in their arms. What's it like to finally be connected with them? Is there a chance of them tangling up in each other at last?

Maybe... a sliver of hope in the surrounding darkness. After all, he's been gifted something covered in their scent. Close that gap still between them.

Not the first nor last time certainly he'll be desiring them. Koga hugs the shirt a tad bit tighter while squeezing his eyes shut for a short period of time. Small wiggle of his hips at the growing sensation within his shorts. He must admit that this time around it's began to turn him on. Gradually, body flops over than sitting up in his bed. On his side, he stares at the stand beside his bed upon opening eyes.

Fooling around with himself has become a common routine when he gets excited. Though, he attempts to not think too excessively about who he wants the most in those instances. No matter how he yearns, he keeps it all to himself. Better to stay as things are than risk ruining what he strove so hard for.

One hand continues to hold onto the shirt while the other lifts to brush against plump bottom lip. To kiss them. Would it be feverish or gentle? Heated or soothing? Would they force a tongue between to taste what saliva he has to offer? Slowly, Koga parts his lips just enough for the tips of his index and middle finger to dip into his mouth. Pads press against his bottom teeth and tongue as thoughts begin to burst within his mind.

Would they give him the chance to suck them off? What would that be like? Not that he's ever had anyone else dare to touch his privates, nor the chance to touch anyone else's for that matter. The thought a bizarre one, truly. For sure it'd be wider than his fingers as he slightly pushes them deeper into his mouth. The warmth and saliva moist against them as his tongue wiggles around them.

Another wiggle of his hips, but he won't release his hold on the shirt. He only clutches it tighter with the scent so captivating to his thoughts. Scenarios play out within his mind on what might occur -- if anything were to occur. Maybe a kiss instead -- to feel another tongue within his mouth. No doubt closer to the feeling of his fingers within his mouth. A press down against his own pink muscle within, twirling the tip around it soon enough. To share their saliva with each other -- what they taste like. What's that like? Probably like tomato juice more often than not, assuming so.

Koga pops digits out of his mouth finally as saliva drips from them. Features grimace just a tad, shaking a few droplets off once held a distance out. Bodily fluids are just that: fluids. If they're mixing said fluids, then it'll be worse than just his own. Best to grow accustomed to it. A bit messy but just clean up afterward.

Releasing hold on the shirt for brief period of time, Koga shifts his attention to pushing down his bottoms and boxers to free the heat twitching to the surrounding cooler air. A shiver hits his entire frame as he begins to also push his shirt up and expose himself completely. Only for a split second he momentarily tests the waters on the sensitivity of his chest -- he heard it can still feel good for guys. But... nothing.

Damp fingers pinch at his nipple until the bud appears as the moisture and air around him mix. It just feels weirder than anything truly amazing. Pointless. Hardly excites him even with the scent from their shirt thick in his nostrils. Must only be a girl thing, and he ain't no damn girl. No matter. Just forget about them for now. He knows what feels the best of it all.

With his spine arched, palm glides down his stomach toward his center. Already at full mast, erection quivers for attention. So different than how he typically spends his time when surrounded by their scent. Something to calm his nerves. Not that he ever had any problems sleeping, but it helps him relax into sleep. This time? Dirty thoughts erupt so vividly.

Finger pads slowly drag up the curve of the underside, pushing against the nerves as he lets out a low hum against closed lips. Breathing picks up pace to match the rhythm of his heart. Will they touch him or maybe give him a blowjob? Ask him exactly what he craves out of them? Or maybe do whatever they want with him. Not about to make that choice so easily. Hips buck a tad forward.

Maybe push them down onto the bed -- sit on their lap -- wrangle them in until they retaliate back against him. Still, he hopes when they curl their hands around him and pull him down under the words breathe heavily from their mouth against the shell of his ear to call him a good boy for whatever. Ensnared in the trap of their allure. The guitarist clutches onto the shirt tightly once again while forcing it up against his face.

The wolf nuzzles in against it. He'll have to be careful not to soil it. Koga pinches the tip and massages it between his fingers with a low groan. [ Touch me more. ] If he ever begged them, would that turn them away? [ Begging's fuckin' stupid ], but it's a common thing to get people going. Ugh... makes him think he truly knows not what their interests would be when tangled up in the bedroom.

Not that he's certain they'd tell him or even want to bed with him for that matter. It's his fantasy, so he can make shit up as he goes! Well... it wouldn't be them if he's making it all up entirely. Changes not the fact that he wants them to touch him more. To finally feel him up and over and entangle him completely with them. To feel as if their bodies have intertwined and come together as one.

Hand completely encircles his erection, at last pumping his hand up and down the sensitive skin filled with the heat of his blood as the hormones burn wildly. A quick pace sets itself. Grip gradually tightens around his dick with each stroke. Puff of his chest outward with another wiggle of his hips to the movement. "S--Sa... Sakuma... sen--senpai..." Breathes out in a moan into the shirt. To touch and be touched -- he only imagines it. An idea of jerking each other off emerges within his mind. Hold their lengths against each other with a grind of hips as hands work in tandem to each other.

Push their chests in together with their faces so close to each other. Just about picture they face so close to his own as their ruby irises stare straight into his own. They make speak in riddles to him or tease him in some manner at this close proximity. He might retaliate back or bark at them for whatever they might say, but -- Koga's certain at this point they'd know his true emotions no matter what spews from his vocals.

Honesty in the heat of the moment. Yeah... he might willingly allow them to know while making himself so vulnerable to whatever's wished. The lecherous animal that claws out from underneath. Mouth parts open, pants escaping him. The shirt is not them no matter how realistic their scent happens to be in this moment. No matter how badly he desires to bite down on them -- he cannot. It's impossible.

Shake of his head as jaw snaps shut. Don't think too deeply on it. Extremely needy at this point, certain any time soon he'll be ready to burst. Thus, to move onto the next step. For the moment, he lets go of their shirt to reach out to his nightstand. This part he's grown more accustomed to. Still, it must hardly compare to the real deal. Something so much thicker for sure than fingers. At least it might prepare him for the potential future. Something to discuss if they ever step ahead to that point.

Again, cannot say the older will ever truly bed with him, but -- he'd rather be ready than shoved into the pain from the start. A gradual ease into it, preparing for a possible outcome. However, it may be. The guitarist rolls himself over onto his back. Legs spread with knees up in the air. Free hand halts stroking his length to maneuver the shirt onto his chest.

It's important, after all.

Rip of condom pack open, once more he covers up some of his fingers -- this time: two fingers. Popping the lid open of the bottle of lube, he pours some over his hand. Snuggle of his nose up underneath the fabric of the shirt, scent entirely enveloping him still. Comforting... No matter how many times he used to say it stank... it never truly did... it's embarrassing to admit. Hand reaches down with a push past his balls to tease the tip of his middle finger along the pulsing muscular ring. The latex cool upon his skin.

Three. Two. One. He counts down in his mind before at last pushing two fingers up inside his body. Back arches up off the bed while gradually inching deeper into his body -- farther than he'd gone last time. Softly, groan escapes his mouth. Other hand once more returns to stroking his shaft. Slow at first while adjusting himself to the sensation of fingers as far up inside as possible.

Eyelids shut tight, beginning to wiggle them around. He presses up against the walls at different angles, testing the waters until something feels right. With the stretchiness of the latex, he extends his fingers apart to feel more of a pull and push to his hole. Slight turn of his body with another hitched moan. Legs shuffle against his sheets until finding solid footing to push into the mattress. "Sakuma-senpai..." So encapsulated by his thoughts.

Would telling them he loves them once again ruin things...? With a more serious tone and straight forward with his emotions... He loves them. Loves them so much. Would it burden them, though? Koga never once wanted to be a burden on them, and to this day he still does not wish for such... If they embrace, will it be... okay?

Can he be this happy with them?

Koga holds the position for not long when he rolls slightly over on his side to permit a better angle for his fingers. Mouth hangs open with pants and soft moans. Fingers begin thrusting in and out of his asshole. From a slow motion into a quicker pace. Heart rate thumps wild against his ribcage. More often their name leaves his voice. Thumb drags against the ridge of the head with each stroke. Thrust up in, spread of fingers, pull back out. A rhythm sets itself in place at last for the last stretch of the night to the end goal.

The sparks bursting in the back of his mind as chills travel along his spine. As he feels himself getting closer to climax, he shoves his fingers as far as possible up inside before spreading them apart as much as he can. A pain stings from the stretch before pulling back out completely. Koga shakes the condom off his hand quickly to lift hand up quickly.

Forgetting about the lubricant that leaked onto his hand from the condom, he grips tightly onto their shirt once again. Holds it against them firmly as he rocks himself into the final throws of the pleasure. Palm never stops stroking the sensitive nerves burning wildly with that heated ecstasy. Body contorts as Koga cries out, dick pulsating as he cums. Load spurts out over his arm and the bedsheets.

Left panting, and tired out, body releases itself from the high it felt in that moment. Weak arm reaches out to grab a few tissues to attempt to clean up a bit afterward. Just enough for him to flop back down with their shirt.

Comfort... it's comforting... "Fuck..." he breathes out, winded. Oh how he wants to tell them... He loves them so much.

[sluttyten]

I was working on a new fic that I was really looking forward to, but in light of recent revelations, I'm gonna be taking a step back I think

also i removed him from the member masterlist and all of his fics, excluding things like YIMA and the poly series which I'm considering re-editing to get rid of him

[puppyeared]

Tell me about a song you like right now, maybe an animation you just watched that made you think thoughts and feel things

Only Acting by Kero Kero Bonito!! I want to make an animatic for Macaque using this song and some parts of Shadow Play and the s4 special.. although im still mapping it and deciding whether I want to use the radio edit or not lol

[moregraceful]

Mostly still talking about this to help normalize and de-stigmatize using accommodations like this as an adult bc I think sometimes we think oh I'm a grown ass adult that's not for me...but truthfully there's never a reason not to at least ask. I was talking to some friends and they were like, oh we did not know that was available for everyone!

We were at the Lehigh Valley Phantoms game at PPL Arena and they mentioned they have a sensory quiet space, which got me curious if the Wells Fargo also had sensory accommodations. I am not autistic and will not be discussing the various things going horribly wrong in my brain at all times but I have a tendency to try to pack too many games into one week and ends up completely hitting a wall by the end of the set of games and either vacate planet earth for several hours if not days or just like am so miserable the entire time that I'm unable to enjoy what's going on. And I'm not what one might call situationally aware but at this point in my life I'm usually able to be like, okay so if I got to three hockey games in three days and two of those games involve very long drives at night, including one on the NJ tollpike, I will probably be feeling a little wacked out by Monday. But I didn't want to miss any of the game if I didn't have to because tickets were expensive and I miss my Sharkies violently, so I went digging for more info.

The Farg's website said they had a whole sensory room for people who are feeling overwhelmed and said it was for everyone! So I went to check it out during first intermission because I was very much about to start experiencing full body horrors. I figure at worst they say it's for kids and I have to go find a quieter spot to dissociate in and just hope I get back on my feet before the second period (which I have done before and it was not. fun lol.) I found guest services and they just gave me a wrist band and directions. Everyone I had to interact with was very respectful and kind, if treating me a little bit like a ticking time bomb, but I think when you're in your 30s looking harrowed while advocating politely for yourself, it's really like oh this guy Needs it. There was a guest services person set up in front of the room and I'm guessing it's bc the room is on the suite level and they need to make sure it's like people who need to use the room for its intended purposes and not drunk adults goofing off. But it was very quiet and calm inside, I think they did some sound dampening and with a white noise machine + that deeply hilarious sensory wall and a bunch of fidget/stim-type stuff on the walls to play with as well as other toys on shelves. I was there bc I needed quiet space so I spent all of the time I was there sitting on the floor staring at an orange water feature on the wall, but I imagine for kids or adults who need fidget toys it's probably a dream.

Very calming in there and I did NOT miss the rest of the game or have to experience the horrors so it was a success overall! I missed three minutes of the second period just trying to get back to our seats but I'll take three minutes over 45 minutes, which has happened before lmao. I will almost certainly end up there again bc I will absolutely end up trying to pack 3 games in 5 days again at some point lol.

I don't really have a concluding thought, I think it's basically like...Just Ask...what's the worst they can do. I think most people following me are adults and porn bots so it's like, yes we can handle our shit but also if there are accommodations available that explicitly say they're open to everyone, just ask yk. At worst they say no and probably we have all ways of dealing with whatever we're going through or we just grit our teeth and white knuckle it through shrockey. But I feel like people pretty often do want to help you if they can so it never hurts to at least find out what's available.

And then I got this sick ass wristband giving me VIP access to a water feature lmao

I would do anything for the Sharks, including driving close to 4 hours round trip to tell Eetu Mäkiniemi, an ex-prospect, we love him and driving close to 3.5 hours round trip to Newark the next day to see the Sharks but I do think today is the day I end up seeing if they let adults who are not autistic into the sensory room to meditate at the Farg lmao

[upsidedowngrass]

HELLO here is............ reference art for my liam design/interpretation!!!!!! a lot of these r ideas ive already had and/or included in my liam art already BUT !!! now its all in ONE PLACE!!!! :)

[gracebethartacc]

FINALLY FINISHED THE MAGICIAN FAMILY REFS HOLY CRAP THIS TOOK FOREVER

Some close ups bc I know tumblr will probably butcher the image quality,,

[oceandiagonale]

Actually, Guzman is his spanish name.

OH YEAH some other folks pointed that out too, makes sense since it's an irl Spanish name (probably why I see it around a lot!) 😳

(normally it's a surname, I've only seen it used as a first name once in a blue moon -- but also in the pokemon world it's pretty clear that naming conventions aren't the same lol)

[brooklynisher]

I FOUND IT OH M,Y GODD

IDC IF SHE DIDN'T SAY YES

"IT'S POSSIBLE" IS GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME!

WE REJOICE

[x]

[arrietty-rune]

Hi I revived an AU i made in 2016 :D

I kinda want to share infos from it so be free to read it below this ｰ(°◇°〃)

That a steampunk AU that is kinda similar to the show (Kids having school, Larry having all the jobs, the Wattersons being the Wattersons) but with some differences. Have some i made for now~

First, the kids are in High School ! Most of them are like 15-16 years old

Darwin gains lungs like the same way in The Origins but he was never lost and didn't gained legs, so the Watterson bought him mechanics ones by a charity.

Penny broke by accident her shell when she was young: the remains of it are used as a mask

The void still exist and Rob was one of its victims by just touching a glitchy crack on a wall. His arm was infected and has being removed, replaced today by a mechanic one

-Talking about Rob-, his personality is a mix from his pre and his post void here, he's still an happy guy, loving passing time with friends and unaware of the world being fictional (all he saw from the void was the crack). But he acts more mature than other kids and can have anxiety easily, due to his past as being an orphan. He'is adopted by Larry and Steve, a while after being at the hospital.

Rachel is very much present in this (I'm sorry but I love her). She wear an eye-patch, saying that it cames from an old injury

Also hmm have some art from 2016 to compare bc why not lol (be careful they're cringe)

[bunnyboy-juice]

spent the first hour and change at work deleting some old files and am having a grand ol time laughing at myself for not realizing i was a lesbian sooner

[chalkeater]

ur art is crunchy /pos !!! how do you have the confidence to use stuff that isnt pencil and cant rlly be erased if mistakes are made?

make more mistakes

ACTUAL ANSWER BELOW because it got too long. oops lol

anyway. i wrote “DO IT ON PURPOSE” because when it comes to doing a whole drawing with ONLY a pen- you gotta force your brain get creative- at least practice. in other words- work with what you have. it’s basically like solving a problem every few seconds-

because sometimes my hand eye coordination glitches for a split second. or maybe my hand shook or maybe the line is actually shit looking. but instead of scrapping the thing entirely i gotta to try and make it work. ok so if my line looks like crap here maybe i can make it a Part of the drawing by making everything look messier. OR maybe i can even just. hide it!! by coloring a thicker line along it too!!

you can actually HIDE a LOT of mistakes with a pen without erasing anything. and sometimes the mistakes are part of the art- like when i see the most beautiful art online and i see an uncolored pixel. what matters is your final output not the things you cant change now or mean nothing in the big picture

honestly going from sketch to lines and rendering with a pen is about weight control (like with a pencil- sketching yk) and not beating yourself up. in order to gain the “confidence” you gotta absolutely ANNIHILATE the need for 200% perfection. because theres beauty in a mess.

anyway so. when you get the basic stuff down like “in order to to make less mistakes with pen stuff- make sure youre used to what youre drawing already!!!” or “draw/doodle stupid shit with your pen and make it (pen) a PART of you and not some scary beast (pen)

i think it all stems down to forgiving yourself and just having fun. having fun is always my motto. if you ever go “oh no i made a mistake!!!” imagine me yelling “WHO CAAARRESSS!!!!!!!! (#love #positive)” in your EAR

[anachronistic-falsehood]

im still trying 2 write this fucking keeperschamp fic and STRUGGLING bro i am used to writing the most vulgar explicit bloody sex i can think of so how the FUCK do i write two characters fucking LOVINGLY

[acquiescest]

irt the lrb what would you say if i said liam & noel spent new years 2023 together in paris

what would you say if i said liam bought the house in france (the one with noel's name carved into the walls) in march 2023 and that month noel talked about wanting to spend several months in paris

which could mean nothing

[mikesbasementbeets]

(bonus:)