#it’s so refreshing!!

[bumfuzzled-bee]

Fundy’s !!!

[mountainshroom]

i like the log and the pool

[datcravat]

DANDADAN

[crimeronan]

god i wish i wouldn't have to explain the intricacies of the neopets economy to you guys to give the full context for this but. the new neopets team that took over from jumpstart pledged that they were going to curb the inflation of rare items, which is great because a lot of rare items are worth literally hundreds of millions of neopoints, they are unbuyable unless you've been playing actively for 20 years. they did this earlier with a site festival that included random loot boxes, some of which had Unbelievably Fucking Rare And Precious items worth 200 million neopoints apiece.

well.

today they have gone a step further. by releasing this year's trick-or-treat bags. and having the trick-or-treat bags be stuffed to the brim with unbelievably fucking rare stamps, weapons, paint brushes, defense magic, and other unbuyables. (all prohibitively expensive and in-high-demand types of items.)

jellyneo, the premier neopets website, has recorded prices of some items plummeting from 2,000,000 neopoints to 4,000 neopoints IN THE LAST THREE HOURS. this is when most people haven't even heard about the event or OPENED THEIR BAGS YET.

and of course. cherry on top. 20-year-old account holders are crytyping on the site events neoboard about how mean and cruel it is to make rare stamps part of the prize pool, because their entire identity hinges on being part of the neopian bourgeoisie, and they are having MELTDOWNS over their assets being devalued until they're part of the lowly proletariat.

this is a children's game for children btw.

none of the money is real.

i'm having such a good time.

[nottspocket]

I think they should be allowed to flirt with him. For fun. And to piss off Bakugo

Based off that one Anne Hathaway photo. You know the one

[gummi-ships]

Kingdom Hearts 3

[thief-of-eggs]

everyone heading to tumblr as soon as they get the “error 503” message from ao3

[shortmexicangirl]

ao3 is down. what am i supposed to do?? continue writing my own fic??? HA you almost got me!! absolutely not. u can't fool me ao3. i'm not falling for that trick.

[bunnieswithknives]

What a blessing to meet someone like you With eyes as dead as mine, it's fine It's normal people things just to lie here in silence

Fanart of Changeling Timmy from @cubbihue's AU, please check it out if you haven't seen it already!

[moshaeu]

aven on paper ✏️

[ariart0]

Trying something new today! I always thought they were cute together <3

[spookberry]

Theyre like .2 seconds away from getting yelled at for sitting on some zombies grave

[dead-girl-tells-stories]

DC x DP Idea

After several years, Danny and Damian meet each other again at a gala. But there was no heartfelt reunion since the moment they led eyes on each other it was all-out war. Damian takes out a sword from somewhere and Danny just starts throwing hands.

The fighting is intense, and blood is being spilled (what are those glowing green specks?). They are screaming at each other in Arabic as it's easier to slip back to your mother tongue when in rage right? This makes the fight more personal.

Most people don't understand what they're saying but those who do look at the boys then Bruce. Bruce then back to the boys again. Like B, we know you're stupid but you fucked this person twice.... did you NOT see the red flags the SECOND TIME!?!?

The fight ends with Damian on the ground with the sword grazing his neck. He looks up to Danyal with the fear of god in his eyes, knowing that with one swift movement, he'll be dead on the dance floor. But Danny's eyes were cold and tired, they were dead. No spark, no sense of life in those chilling blue depths.

Calmly, Danny spoke to Damian. His voice was crystal clear, cool like a mountain stream.

"Just because you jumped into the fire behind me doesn't mean you felt the pain I did.  Your hand was held above the flames while I was being burnt in the fucking fire."

Damian begins to cry because he knows that Danny is right. No matter what he went through, it would never compare to what happened to his big brother. Even more so, when he feels long lanky arms wrap around him, a cool hand rubbing his back soothingly, and whispers of sweet nothingness entering his ears.

He cries because no matter what he does he will never be like his big brother.

[tsaricides]

please match my donations from today (any that you can). i was asked to share the following fundraisers by their organisers and they're all vetted by @el-shab-hussein:

€5 to help omar evacuate from genocide. only €2,881 raised of €20,000 goal so far. you can find omar on tumblr: @omarsobhi

€5 to sahar and her family to help her escape gaza's devastation. sahar and mohammed have a 4yo daughter, tamal. their fundraiser is only at €8,162 raised of €30,000 goal. you can find sahar here: @sahareltibi1.

€5  to support ruba's family urgent evacuation. €11,065 raised of €50,000 goal. ruba's also on tumblr, please reblog her posts: @rubashaban.

my receipts:

if you can't donate, reblog.

match also my donations from yesterday. don't forget about fatma, renad and doctor moath abu samra.

[buwheal]

Mfers when they want your personal information (I said no)

[pupcha]

guess who 😈

and I have this art with beta—

I also have a lot of sketches that I hope to finish in the near future (don't pay attention to the fact that there're a lot of Howdy here....)

(hum)beta!Wally (eechy pspsps 🫴)

I don't know what else to show you, so I'll show you (the old ones) art for my mutual :]

Margo for @//thelone-copper ; (I don't know his name 😔🥄🥄🥄) for @//dxkjf