#lost supports project

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Thank you all for an incredible 500 days of love and support. I offer you: answers to questions that no one has asked.

(As always, more can be found in the tags <3)

[smile-files]

NO ONE ELSE CAN HELP YOU

NO ONE ELSE CAN HELP YOU

(objectober 2024 day 20: dream)

[alexjcrowley]

Men be like "Ah ah! These women think they can fix us" and then support Ferrari

[starsinthenigth]

★rotemntee. rottmnt. rotemntee. rottmnt. guys. guys I think I'm. I'm gonna erh supernova.★

[androgynouspenguinexpert]

has anyone else noticed the android being weird lately

[duketibbitswaifu]

🌸 Selfshiptober 🌸 💗 Day 11 : Comfort | Recovery 💗

🌸 TW// drug abuse mention, suicidal ideation mention 🌸

"Rosemary"

My ears perk up, a familiar croaky voice breaking my concentration. We're usually both asleep by now, but I was up working on my project. We had been sleeping together for nearly a year now, but he had affirmed me that it wouldn't be a problem for him.

I turn to him. He was standing in the doorway, his eyes sunken and tired. He was wearing his same battered wifebeater, and just some underwear: his normal sleeping garment. His wrinkles were highlighted by the dim light coming from my laptop screen.

"Duke? Are you okay?" I call out. His face lowered, and he scratched the back of his head.

"I was just thinkin'. Layin' in bed without you..." He paused, as if he shouldn't be saying anything right now. "It made me think how much I need you in my life. I don't want anything to help to you."

I invite him to sit with me, patting the cushion beside me. He takes the offer, coming into full vision. I could see his eyes are wet, and he's shaking a little.

"What happened at the lake..." He says it in a murmur, but it's enough to make my heart beat faster. I almost forgot about the lake. I peer down at my wrist. The bruise had nearly healed, being just a pale yellow now, but the memory was fresh in my mind again.

"I just wanted to apologize.... for everything." He takes a pause every so often, like he's trying to find the words to say next. His voice is shaky, contrasting his usual iron-tough nature. His eyes were darting to place to place, everywhere but me. "Me and Janice have been talking, about how I should tell you this."

I cup his cheek in my palm, running over his large scar. "Duke, you can tell me. Please, you mean so much to me."

His amber eyes finally meet mine. He takes a deep breath, in and out. "Rachel... my last wife."

His breathing erupts again, his eyes turning into a flowing fountain. He falls into my shoulder, sobbing. He wraps his arms around me, holding me as if he's afraid to let go, like I'd be washed away into nothing.

"It was all my fault. It's my fault she died. It should'a been me. I used to wish every day it was me instead of her. I used to just put that shit in my body, hopin' to some damed god it'd make the pain go away. I used t'see her all the damn fuckin' time."

He had more scars than you could see. No matter how many times I've explored his body, taking note of each blemish and scab, taking note of all the roads his wrinkles lead; there was still scars deep down.

"I saw in her that lake. I haven't seen her in so long, but I saw her in that lake."

I freeze. Thoughts start running through my head, trying to process everything I just heard. I don't recall anything but us two at the pond, and I've always had the ability to feel nearby spirits. And he's been weening off the drugs ever since we met.

But now my focus is on him himself. I run my hand through his tousled, slicked back hair. "Baby, it's-" and now I'm crying. "It's okay. It's not your fault."

"I just don't want to lose you. You mean too much to me."

"I'm not going anywhere."

He peers into my eyes, his breathing growing steady. He falls into my arms, letting himself go limp again, allowing me to bear his weight.

"I love you Dukey."

"I love you too, Rose. I won't let anything happen to you."

I decided my project can wait. We slept together in the living room that night. We covered ourselves in the blankets we drape around the chairs.

We held each other close. I could hear his breathing as I fell asleep. It was much more steady than before. And even though I could hardly see him, I can tell he looked a lot more comfortable.

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You must've been lookin' for me Sendin' smoke signals Pelicans circling Burnin' trash out on the beach 🌺 Smoke Signals - Phoebe Bridgers [ ♡ ]

[bluntloyalist]

sorry for the dead silence these last couple months lol life has been very

it will happen again ✧ദ്ദി( ˶^ᗜ^˶ )

[r0semultiverse]

These organizations supporting KOSA going through while claiming they want to help marginalized kids are actually so disgusting to me. The posts they make about Nex is just virtue signaling & words when their actions say let’s make things worse for these children.

I’m gonna be 100% honest, they should keep that kid’s name out of their damn mouths so long as they support KOSA. Like actually fuck you & eat shit. Actions speak louder than words, traitorous scumbags. You don’t care, you care about your stakeholders more.

Your organization can only thrive & exist so long as there’s a problem to donate towards solving. Of course you would support KOSA, you need a problem to keep existing in order to look like the good guys & solve it. Just go mask off & call us slurs & your “customers” at this point, it would be less disgusting than covering it up behind kind words.

[vivy-nx]

hi!! look at my cool kirby walking simulator fangame i made over the course of last year!! i worked very hard on it!! it's downloadable for windows and linux!

[madwickedawesome]

they dont know i spent hours of my life subtitling all of 2016 ride the cyclone only for the captioned boot to get taken down within like a week

[unchained-hound]

Honestly, I think that people having an issue with Viv donating 5k to Lackadaisy isn't because she donated, it was the manner of the announcement itself. I've been a fan of her work for a while, but posting about it and outright showing the amount she donated on her Twitter... even as a fan of hers the manner of it really rubbed me the wrong way, particularly because she posted a pic of the donation. It almost felt as if she was showing off.

If she had just posted saying something along the lines of "We at Spindlehorse donated to help fund Lackadaisy! It's a fantastic indie project that really needs more love, go support them if you can!" and left it at that (maybe having a link to the Kickstarter but even that text alone could have worked) with no clarification on the donation size, that would have been fine. I don't think anyone would have had issue with that.

As it was, outright showing the donation amount seemed less "Support Lackadaisy, they're awesome!" and more "Look how much I donated!"

Anon you literally just admitted people are doing pic related

[payphoneangel]

the finale was bullshit for a lot of reasons but one thing i feel like we gloss over is that series finale Sam would be an absolute dog shit father.

[draw-you-coward]

me realizing retrospectively that i didn’t just “randomly” turn my roza series into a romance because it actually largely pivots around trahearne’s death (even when it’s not directly stated) and how the fallout of it is the centerpoint of roza’s trauma and trust/abandonment issues

[riding-with-the-wild-hunt]

today's vetted campaigns. please continue to donate if you have the means and share as widely as you can regardless. the individuals on here go through so much every day just to communicate their stories to us - let's uphold that trust by showing them as much support as we can.

july 15th:

Hadeel Mikki (pregnant and needs perinatal care), her husband Waseem, their two young daughters, and Hadeel's mother and two brothers (they are the only survivors of her family) (€5,091/€35,000) - @hadeelmekki, verified by @/90-ghost

Aspiring doctor Malak Dader, her six siblings (they've already lost her teenage brother, and two of her younger brothers need medical treatment), and her parents (one injured, one sick with hepatitis) (€110/€25,000) - @malakabed, verified by @/90-ghost

Mohammed Al-Habil (needs urgent surgery after being shot in the leg), his five siblings (one of whom is immune-compromised and has congenital heart disease), their mother, and his widowed sister-in-law ($5,713 CAD/$70,000 CAD) - @mohammedalhabil2000, verified by @/90-ghost

Hanaa Jad Al-Haq, her husband Muhammad Hammad, and their little son Yousef (£2,675/£20,000) - @henomohammed, @hanaajad123, #246 on @/nabulsi and @/el-shab-hussein's spreadsheet

Salam, her husband Mohammad, and their two little children (€17,365/€40,000) - @save-salam-family, verified by @/90-ghost

Aya Maher, her three younger siblings (two under 18), and their mother (€4,920/€25,000) - @ayamaher444, #216 on @/el-shab-hussein and @/nabulsi's spreadsheet

The AlBalawi family of ten, including several children and two chronically ill members who need treatment (€24,200/€50,000) - @bisanalbalawi18, @elbalawi, @yasminalbalawiigaza, verified by @/90-ghost

The Ayyad family of eight, four of whom are children ($24,842/$35,000) - @aymanayyad82, @mayadayyad81, @aymanayyad1, verified by @/nabulsi

Munna Tashmali and her five children (this is the third time they've lost their home) (£3,269/£30,000) - @monashamali, verified by @/nabulsi

Maha Ibrahim, her husband Ahmed Al-Habil, and their two young children, one who is immune-compromised, and the children's sick grandfather (kr34,626 NOK/kr1,067,200 NOK) - @mahaibrahim12, @ahmedkhabil, #79 on butterfly effect project's spreadsheet

Ahmed Baalousha, his wife Islam, their three children (one a newborn), and Ahmed's parents and sister (€15,802/€50,000) - @5735765, @mahmoudbalousha4, #124 on @/nabulsi and @/el-shab-hussein's spreadsheet

Mohammed Al Manasra (needs treatment for chronic respiratory illness and a leg injury), his wife (also sick, needs chemotherapy), their three little children, and their cat (the family has already lost many extended members) (€26,790/€40,000) - @save-mohamed-family, #192 on @/el-shab-hussein and @/nabulsi's spreadsheet

Hanaa Al-Lulu (needs treatment for a painful foot growth) and her family (€2,628/€40,000) - @enghanalulu, verified by @/90-ghost

Mohammed Hijazi and his elderly parents, including his severely injured father (€2,106/€20,000) - @savemohammedfamily, verified by @/90-ghost

Maysaa Balousha (suffers from pulmonary fibrosis and is deteriorating without treatment), her husband Muhammad, and their four children ($118/$60,000) - @tamer200333, extended family of Mahmoud Balousha (#124 on @/el-shab-hussein and @/nabulsi's spreadsheet)

Mahmoud Saleh and his family (they've already lost several members, including Mahmoud's father and niece) (€5,265/€20,000) - @mide404, verified by @/nabulsi

Helping Siraj Abudayeh, his wife, and their three young children rebuild their destroyed home ($6,449 CAD/$82,000 CAD) - @siraj2024, #219 on @/nabulsi and @/el-shab-hussein's spreadsheet

Eman, Ahmad, and their two little children (€1,653/€15,000) - @zain-leen1993, @leen-gaza, verified by @/90-ghost

not yet vetted:

Mohammad Taysir, his wife Basma, and their two little children (€0/€50,000) - @yazanfamily

Mahmoud Alkhaldi and his family of five, including his little nephew ($235/$50,000) - @mahmoudalkhaldi

Shimaa, her little daughter Juri, and several members of her husbands family (€331/€50,000) - @shimaashaban22

your help, even if it seems insignificant to you, can bring life and hope to so many people. now is not the time to give in to despair or allow apathy to stifle our actions. here is something you can do. don't pass it by.

[mastoi123]

✨ **Rise and Shine Beautiful Souls!** ✨

[psychoticallytrans]

A surprisingly helpful bit of social maneuvering I've figured out from trial and error: Throughout your life, you are going to need things from people. Often, it's going to be on a deadline. And when that deadline passes, you generally want to know what's going on. So, you need to ask them.

There are two kinds of people, broadly, in this situation. The Shameless will tell you what the holdup is, with absolutely no regard for if the reason is "good enough". This is actually very helpful, because you get the real reason immediately, and can start working on a solution.

The Ashamed is trickier. People who are Ashamed are people who were often told they were giving excuses when they were trying to explain, and they'll often avoid you until they solve the problem on their own. This causes them and you a lot of stress, and often takes a lot longer to solve.

Long term, the strategy for dealing with people who are Ashamed is to provide a supportive environment where they're comfortable sharing any problems they're having with getting things done. But, there's a way to at least partially short-circuit that:

Provide an explanation for them.

One example might be "Hey Susan, I noticed that I don't have your report yet. Are you busy with other projects?" The readymade explanation signals that you're willing to accept an explanation, which is the big anxiety point.

Sometimes, you still won't get an honest answer- especially if the honest answer isn't "good enough" by the standards of the person who traumatized them. But, I've found that it often at least gets you a lie that lets you give them some slack or work around the problem.

Let's say that Susan has actually completely forgotten that she needed to do the report. She's horrified at herself, and completely unwilling to admit the real problem. But, she can now safely reply with "Sorry Jennifer, I've been swamped, and it got lost in the mix. I can have it to you in two days. Does that work?"

From there, so long as Susan gave an estimate for when she can actually do it, she and Jennifer can hash out a solution.

It's not a perfect solution, but it works astonishingly well for how small of a change it is.