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If you voted, please don't scroll without sharing this post. Mosab is raising funds for his wife and three daughters to escape Gaza before it is too late.

Even after months of trying, 75% of the goal is unmet. Lama, one of the 4 year old twins, is sick and in pain. She needs to be treated but the family cannot even afford basic food. Even if you cannot donate, sharing helps this reach people who can help.

Even the smallest support can be the difference between life and death.

Vetted by GazaVetters #520 and shared by @/90-ghost.

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hey chat. probably wont be on tumblr for a while or will be on very sporadically. find me at these:

youtube (OC/Raspberry Syrup Cookie content/CRK stuuf) G4LLOWS_C4LIBR8TOR/@g4llowsCalibr8tor

personal website: visualepiphany.neocities.org

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”Alright then. That just leaves…actually convincing him to leave, and figuring out how to get him out. I honestly don’t want to even attempt to kidnap and take him out of the city, so convincing him would be our best option. And as for actually getting out…that’s where I would need your help.”

*Shes acting actually fidgety again, fiddling with her rings and clicking her pen.*

“You know Shadow Milk Cookie isn’t fooling anyone, pretending to be in control how he is. Divine Vanilla has his kids. It didn’t take much digging to realize that. What are you willing to bet that that’s the real reason that suddenly, after all these years, he can’t wait another moment to free his former comrades. Rushed and poorly thought out isn’t his style, this whole thing is as showy as one would expect from him but it’s really a terrible plan.”

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”A match made in oven, huh……well, if you insist. But you have to help me. Just turning a blind eye to my work isn’t enough. There’s parts of my work, crucial parts, that stay unexplored because i either can’t find information safely, or there literally isn’t any. …..Thank you for your help. This means more to me then you think it does.”

*Her wings are flapping now, and shes still fidgeting with her hands, but she seems more relaxed and comfortable than scared.*

@raspberry-syrup-saccarine A figure turns to look at Raspberry Syrup Cookie, surrounded by an army of Marzipan cookies

“Oh! Hello there! I’ve been… looking for you… what do you want to wager that the queen will be VERY interested in what you’ve been up to? Hm?”

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”Alright. I’ll hear you out. But im gonna need a plan and some good terms. What’s in it for me. And more importantly, what’s in it for you..?”

@raspberry-syrup-saccarine A figure turns to look at Raspberry Syrup Cookie, surrounded by an army of Marzipan cookies

“Oh! Hello there! I’ve been… looking for you… what do you want to wager that the queen will be VERY interested in what you’ve been up to? Hm?”

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”….He remembers…everytime..? How have I not been here for this..? I’ve been here for…years…months…how long at this point..? And I haven’t seen it? I really need to get out of my lab more. Part of me is saying “No Raspberry Syrup, do not take the deal with the metaphorical devil! You know better than this!”, and the other part is saying “Give in, you know you want to.” So, because I am indecisive and horrible at problem solving…heads or tails.”

*She pulls a small pink coin out of her pocket.*

@raspberry-syrup-saccarine A figure turns to look at Raspberry Syrup Cookie, surrounded by an army of Marzipan cookies

“Oh! Hello there! I’ve been… looking for you… what do you want to wager that the queen will be VERY interested in what you’ve been up to? Hm?”

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”…A price. You’re either making a deal or a bet, and either way, i don’t know if I can trust you…”

*There is something wrong. Wrong with Raspberry Syrup. She’s looking away, wings down and very clearly fidgeting. But something is off.*

@raspberry-syrup-saccarine A figure turns to look at Raspberry Syrup Cookie, surrounded by an army of Marzipan cookies

“Oh! Hello there! I’ve been… looking for you… what do you want to wager that the queen will be VERY interested in what you’ve been up to? Hm?”

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”….Those are not good odds. At all. And there’s a lot riding on this. Like…catastrophic consequences type of a lot. …..But considering im actually surrounded and panicking right now, what choices do I have…?”

*Her wings droop and she looks genuinely terrified. But there’s just…something about her that seems…too saccharine. Too sweet. Too docile.*

@raspberry-syrup-saccarine A figure turns to look at Raspberry Syrup Cookie, surrounded by an army of Marzipan cookies

“Oh! Hello there! I’ve been… looking for you… what do you want to wager that the queen will be VERY interested in what you’ve been up to? Hm?”

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”Betting…on me? Bad idea. My luck is horrible. You’ll always lose.”

@raspberry-syrup-saccarine A figure turns to look at Raspberry Syrup Cookie, surrounded by an army of Marzipan cookies

“Oh! Hello there! I’ve been… looking for you… what do you want to wager that the queen will be VERY interested in what you’ve been up to? Hm?”

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”….I-I’m surrounded…”

*She doesn’t seem concerned with protecting herself or even her belongings. Just that notebook and pen. She doesn’t try to run, doesn’t try to escape. Just hopes and prays to whatever deities are listening that they’ll have mercy on her just this once.*

@raspberry-syrup-saccarine A figure turns to look at Raspberry Syrup Cookie, surrounded by an army of Marzipan cookies

“Oh! Hello there! I’ve been… looking for you… what do you want to wager that the queen will be VERY interested in what you’ve been up to? Hm?”

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She runs. She runs in…almost in circles, really.

*A lil' monkey approches The Great Destroyer*

Oh Great One, has anyone ever called you cute before? Because I think you're cute

*The lil' monkey proceeds to hug The Great Destroyer*

Nero rather uncomfortably allows this “I’m- not the great destroyer you know. Just a cookie who looks a little too much like the guy for comfort.”

No no you’re not burning spice Nero you just look and sound exactly like him but malnourished, have your hair cut in the same way his was in the battle, and have a massive soul jam shaped hole in your chest, a strange sense of familiarity for a weapon a clown gave you, and a looming sense of a dark past that you’re actively trying to ignore! Oh and don’t forget the very convenient total amnesia.

None of that indicates it’s entirely likely you are burning spice.

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*She dashed down streets, hallways, in and out of buildings and up and down stairways, losing track of time and of herself. She looked up at the sun, just pausing to stare at it..*

*A lil' monkey approches The Great Destroyer*

Oh Great One, has anyone ever called you cute before? Because I think you're cute

*The lil' monkey proceeds to hug The Great Destroyer*

Nero rather uncomfortably allows this “I’m- not the great destroyer you know. Just a cookie who looks a little too much like the guy for comfort.”

No no you’re not burning spice Nero you just look and sound exactly like him but malnourished, have your hair cut in the same way his was in the battle, and have a massive soul jam shaped hole in your chest, a strange sense of familiarity for a weapon a clown gave you, and a looming sense of a dark past that you’re actively trying to ignore! Oh and don’t forget the very convenient total amnesia.

None of that indicates it’s entirely likely you are burning spice.

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*Raspberry Syrup sighs, slumping back in her seat and scribbling more in her notebook. She seemingly relaxes for a bit before absolutely booking it out of the shop and down a random alleyway.*

*A lil' monkey approches The Great Destroyer*

Oh Great One, has anyone ever called you cute before? Because I think you're cute

*The lil' monkey proceeds to hug The Great Destroyer*

Nero rather uncomfortably allows this “I’m- not the great destroyer you know. Just a cookie who looks a little too much like the guy for comfort.”

No no you’re not burning spice Nero you just look and sound exactly like him but malnourished, have your hair cut in the same way his was in the battle, and have a massive soul jam shaped hole in your chest, a strange sense of familiarity for a weapon a clown gave you, and a looming sense of a dark past that you’re actively trying to ignore! Oh and don’t forget the very convenient total amnesia.

None of that indicates it’s entirely likely you are burning spice.

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”Perhaps we could be. We could be good friends, actually.”

*She has her notepad out again, and is once again scribbling furiously on it.”

*Raspberry Syrup walks into the shop, clearly exhausted and not up to her usual antics today. She slumps into a seat in the back on the shop.*

“…..Hi everyone.”

-Raspberry Syrup Cookie

“Hi…?”

“Oh and who might you be?” The clown walks over to her

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”….Will Wood reference. You have good taste.”

*Raspberry Syrup walks into the shop, clearly exhausted and not up to her usual antics today. She slumps into a seat in the back on the shop.*

“…..Hi everyone.”

-Raspberry Syrup Cookie

“Hi…?”

“Oh and who might you be?” The clown walks over to her

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(ooc post!)

i am SO SCARED of what adamantine cacao’s scary face would be then.

Was drawing a concept for Gilded’s beast/scary face and it somehow spiralled into her being on a platonic (I must stress platonic, these two are not meant to be a romantic pairing at all in this AU largely because of the massive power imbalance) date with Nero

Beast ancients beast faces are based on their respective other half’s scary faces.

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”Raspberry Syrup Cookie. Occult historian.”

*Raspberry Syrup walks into the shop, clearly exhausted and not up to her usual antics today. She slumps into a seat in the back on the shop.*

“…..Hi everyone.”

-Raspberry Syrup Cookie

“Hi…?”

“Oh and who might you be?” The clown walks over to her