#any help counts

[akai-kiki]

Listen, I know there’s a lot of GoFundMes for much more important causes, but….

Any chance y’all can help a 30 year old disabled ace woman pay off some medical bills? Even a dollar means a lot.

Edit: Here’s the gofundme!

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 102

 Bruce pinched the bridge of his nose, taking a deep breath. In for ten seconds, out for eight. Alright. Okay. “Let me get this straight,” he didn’t motion to the three teens- or not teens even if two apparently looked like they were- but it was a close thing. “You-” 

 Phantom perked up, white hair flickering with what he was pretty sure were stars as they turned away from the window looking out into space. “-are two years old.” The fae-esque being who looked more like a fourteen year old gave a half-distracted nod. Which, for a toddler, they were paying attention pretty well. 

 “You-” Klarion looked up from where he was fiddling with the cuffs that had been on him, cat sprawled on his shoulder now that it was out of the carrier. “-are six?” Another distracted nod, the apparently-child seemingly enamored with the sounds the cuffs made when they clinked together. 

  “And you-” He turned towards Marvel, who shrank back before seemingly steeling themself. “-are in fact ten.” The… well they had thought demigod but apparently all three were some sort of realms-being, which had apparently made Constantine pale and start cursing before stomping out of the Watchtower. Another nod and shaky thumbs up. 

 Alright. Okay. They had in fact let a ten-year old join the league, which wouldn’t have been so bad if they had known. Especially the fact that apparently Marvel was only half-human, which suddenly explained so much about how he didn’t know so many things about a human life. Which-

 “You,” he turned towards Phantom again to make sure he was listening before returning his attention to Marvel. “And you have both lived at least a year in the human realm with human companions, but your-” He turned his gaze towards the ravenette in the center. The six year old apparently. “-experience with the human realm is literally just with the Light.” 

 Yet another distracted nod. Okay. Bruce was tempted to scream in a room for the entire situation that had cropped up from the single action of taking Klarion’s familiar and then the boy himself into custody. Then again, it was honestly a much better thing they had apparently caught this. 

 “Alright,” he sighed, suddenly feeling incredibly exhausted. “To make sure I have all of this correct-” Because it was already a shitshow and the amount of shouting had absolutely spooked the child. To the point he’d- according to Marvel- made what was apparently some sort of very distressed noise that had made both him and Phantom running. Or rather flying and portaling. 

 “-in the realms, people there make friends through fighting,” Bruce pauses to make sure he got that part correct. The origin of this entire misunderstanding with the chaos-lord. Lordling? 

 All three nodded, Klarion losing interest in the cuffs and starting to pet his cat. Familiar. Everyone had referred to it as a familiar and Marvel had appeared utterly horrified that they had taken said familiar away. Somehow he was the one the trio were currently trusting and weren’t doing the same towards any of the other league members. 

 “And you have been trying to make friends with the Jr team, which they have been taking as an attack due to this miscommunication.” Honestly they should have gotten more information, though he couldn’t exactly blame any of the teens, what with everything they were currently dealing with. 

 “... is there any sort of guardian or something you might have, that can be contacted? Or anyone that could help prevent a situation like this from happening again?” All three avoided his eyes, suddenly finding things like the table and walls very interesting. 

 Oh. Hm. This could be a problem.

[buttercupshands]

can you even call it a warm up if I'm going to bed without drawing anything big

and a sketch I made while sitting in the park today

[feral-ballad]

“My name is Nour Saqer, for the name remains when all is lost. I turned 22 years old last November. Yes. My youthful time was wasted on horrible days. Yes. Those days still continue.

My name is Nour Saqer. And I am 22 years old. I am a fifth-year dental student at Al-Azhar University of Gaza. I am an aspiring student. I am eager and passionate about my studies. Until the last minute, I was allowed to stay at my house on Oct. 7th. 2023 I was still working on a scientific research proposal that was supposed to be published by me and my teammates of young researchers late in November, that year.

This picture of me was taken late 2022 during an international dental conference held in campus.

During my college years alone. Me and my family have had to forcefully evacuate, and run out of our house four times. In 2019, 2021, 2022, and finally in 2023. Each time was in fear of the same threat; meeting our deaths under rubble. My name is Nour Saqer. And I have always been a Gazan. Each of those past times. If we were fortunate enough, we would discover that our home was in repairable damage. There would be a roof over our heads still. We were still fortunate. We still had luck.

But ever since October 7th. I haven't returned home. We were among the first families to evacuate Al-Rimal neighborhood from the very first day of this genocide, we had to turn our backs to it and expect no return. Two floors of my family house, along with my father's store, and only source of income, have been severely destructed due to neighboring missiles. And my university buildings were heavily exploded. All forms of life have been reaped from my city. My hometown.

This is what's left of our campus. I was supposed to have my graduation ceremony here.

My name is Nour Saqer. And I had an enthusiastic heart. And an energetic body. I played sports and walked down every street until I couldn't. I loved my family and friends dearly. I wrote poems about them. I spent time loving them and cherishing their presence. I loved life with all its little things. With all its unattainable things. I loved the grass and the tall buildings. And I loved all people. I loved my people. All their faces. All their talents. All their hidden lives. All we shared. Until we didn't. Everything I have ever loved I lost.

This picture of me was taken during a happy moment on the roof of our house.

This is all that is left of that picture now.

I am currently sheltered in Rafah with my family of 7. Sharing a place with 30 other homeless people. By the end of Ramadan, me and my family would have to evacuate and seek shelter for yet the 8th time due to housing problems. I am so tired of not having any sense of stability. Nothing to guarantee. Nothing to call my own. Every passing minute the situation in Rafah gets worse. Every passing minute I am losing loved ones and relatives. Every passing minute costs me my sanity. Costs me health. Costs me my basic rights to simply live.

I have nothing left to lose or pay the price with except for my life.

I don’t know how to retell my life story in limited words, how to make the most ordinary moments sound precious. How do I equate my value to someone deserving a life of safety? How do I shape myself as someone worth saving?

I have been interviewing myself for days. All my stories are choking me. All my grief is piling up and muting me. I keep trying to find a way to present the best of myself. To make myself someone you'd want to look at. Listen to. And even more,

Help.

I am finally placing both hope and faith in your helpful hands. I am asking you. Please put an end to this continuing tragedy. And help me get to safety. Before it's too late.

It should be in your knowledge that:

It costs $5,000 per person to get out of Rafah through the Boarder Crossing to Egypt. The rest of the donations will be to secure my tution money for the fifth and final year of dental school.

Thank you.”

[pixlokita]

Kinda sketchy but here’s a Funtime foxy

[vanityangel]

I'd ask you.

[foldingfittedsheets]

I had either the pleasure or misfortune of walking into a Purple mattress store with my friend today for funsies, both of us broke as hell and neither looking for a new mattress but wanting to pretend for a little while that we had money in this big touristy outlet mall. And I need you to tell me something awful about these beds because the only thing I could say as we left was "I need to win the lottery." The salesman had us lay on the soft bed (per my preference) and then showed us the adjustable settings and the vibration mode. The pillows alone are like 250 but I don't think I have ever been so comfortable in my life. Please ruin this picture perfect out of budget bed for me. Or at least give me hope that I can find something just as comfy at a better cost once I look to replace my mattress with a new one.

Do you want to know a secret? When your bed is old and broken down almost every bed should feel amazing to you. Because it is new and still functioning as a bed.

Purple is not remotely in the ballpark of what I consider good bang for buck in general terms. For one major reason: they come in a box. Why?? Why compress a luxury bed into a box!? It just degrades the support.

I’ve made my peace with selling Purple and if it were not compressed with the gel grid I’d say they’re a top contender but as it stands I have reservations about their longevity.

[starkspondwater]

how abt Kenny period comfort 😈

or whatever idk if you've written for Kenny...😭

Uh, yes i will write this! I made it fluffy because I feel like Kenny would be so sweet for this sort of thing! Also might've used my own experiences in this, so keep that in mind I used to lay on the bathroom floor a lot okay it helped

It's a little short, so I hope that's alright!

Summary: Period pains suck, but Kenny is too sweet a boyfriend not to help in any way he can! (fluff)

Warmth (Period Comfort)- Kenny McCormick

You groaned, hands grasped around your stomach as you tried to reel in your pain. 

This was something you had dealt with for a good portion of your life, beginning quite suddenly at 12 and continuing every month up to now. You should be used to it, but instead here you were curled up on the cold bathroom floor with tears spilling from the corners of your eyes. 

At least there was something nice about the cold tiles, soothing even. While your insides felt as though tiny gremlins were repeatedly stabbing you from the inside out, you could at least find comfort somewhere. If only that buzzing would stop, it was starting to get annoy- oh. 

Dragging yourself up off the floor and to the sink, you grabbed your phone and grimaced. 

1 Missed Call- Kenny <3

2 Messages- Kenny <3

You forgot he was supposed to come over today, your work schedules lining up for once to allow a mutual day off. When you suggested the plan to go out and see a movie as well as a little lunch Kenny had been so excited, eyes shining at the thought of spending time with you. And now your body is ruining it.

The relationship was still brand new, the two of you only seeing each other for about a month, but you could say with confidence that he’d been the best boyfriend you’d ever had. Kenny was attractive, that was a fact, but he was also incredibly attentive, reading you like a book even when you attempted to close yourself off. He was funny and flirtatious, but also earnest in a way that you didn’t dare doubt his intentions.

Your fingers hovered over the phone screen as you hesitated. It wasn’t like you were embarrassed to be on your period, it was a perfectly normal thing, just…with everything being so new, you didn’t want to overshare too much. You recalled how skeeved out past partners had been, and those had been much longer relationships. Sighing, you typed out a quick message saying you weren’t feeling well and left it at that.

_____

Loud knocking at your apartment door pulled you from your deep sleep on the couch. Slowly making your way to the door, you silently cursed whoever had the audacity to interrupt the one thing keeping your mind off of the pain. To your surprise, and slight horror, the offending party was none other than Kenny McCormick, a small smile on his face as he held a plastic bag in his hands.

“Hey, doll! How are you feeling?” Stepping around you into the apartment, he made his way to the small kitchenette, setting the bag on the counter. “I wasn’t sure what you would need so I just grabbed anything that I thought could be useful.”

You just watched as he emptied its contents, first some cough medicine, then some sort of decongestant, and with every item you felt a grin grow larger and larger on your lips until it eventually broke, laughter spilling forth. It took a few seconds before you could look at Kenny again, a warmth spreading in your chest at his concern.

“I’m uh…I’m not sick like that…” All of a sudden you felt bashful, your eyes darting to the side to avoid his own. This sort of thing was never the easiest to bring up, but if he cared enough to buy essentially a drug store for you, you at least owed an explanation. “I’m having cramps today. That’s why I cancelled.”

You watched as his eyebrows scrunched for a second, taking in what you said before smoothing out. He simply nodded in understanding as he finished up with the bag in his hands. 

“Aunt flow, huh? Should’ve told me, I could’ve bought something more useful,” with a chuckle, he opened up his arms which you happily stepped into. One thing about Kenny you thoroughly enjoyed was how warm he was, almost like a human heater. As another cramp rolled over you found yourself struggling to keep standing straight. “Whoa, you alright? Let’s get you laying down.” 

You weren’t entirely sure what to make of the blond man moving around your small home, you just knew you liked what you were seeing. Kenny had a focus about him you didn’t normally see, his carefree attitude almost always on display. Now, however, he was digging into a few drawers looking for the heating pad you were sure you had purchased when you initially moved in. 

“It’s alright, Ken, you’ve already done enough,” you said, watching from the blanket he had cocooned you in. On the coffee table in front of you sat a steaming mug of tea, the aroma warm and soothing. 

Kenny sat up from his hunched position in front of a lower cabinet, popping his back slightly. Now that he had discarded his jacket and hoodie, you could finally see those delicious arms of his, flexing slightly as he stretched them upwards.

“Well, didn’t hurt to at least look for it,” padding over, he moved around the blankets until he was practically underneath you before grabbing the remote. “What do you wanna watch?”

“Kenny…you don’t have to keep me company. I’ll be just fine on my own.”

“I know that,” flashing that signature smile of his, you felt yourself flush. “I want to spend time with you, whether that’s out and about or at home. And this way I can show off those sick boyfriend skills of mine!”

“Yeah, yeah, just put on whatever you want,” giggling you cuddled up to him, relishing his body heat. 

The movie was some sort of drama, not that you cared as you started to lightly doze. It hadn’t taken long for you to turn and rest your back onto his chest, his arms wrapped around your waist in a comforting embrace. It was easy, this sort of thing. With Kenny it always was. There was never any sort of pressure to be on all the time, he made it okay just to be. 

The pain in your lower stomach persisted, Kenny noticed, as each time another wave hit your body tensed. He wasn’t a stupid man by any means, he had girlfriends over the years and had seen how painful this sort of thing could be. While he knew he couldn’t just take away that pain, he at least wanted to ease it, if only that damn heating pad had actually been found.

Heat. A thought popped into his mind. He was an overly warm person, something you had lovingly mentioned several times now, and perhaps he could put that to use. 

You smiled as you felt one of Kenny’s large, strong hands settle onto your lower belly, warmth seeping from it right into you. It felt wonderful. Loving even. It was when you felt a slight pressure that your mind kicked on. The pain that had persisted through the day was still there, that wouldn’t go away for a while, but the sharpness behind it began to dull. 

“Is it helping?” You could feel the vibration of his words through your back as he spoke.

“Y-yes, it feels…so much better.” Something about the thoughtfulness in his actions had you feeling shy all of a sudden. 

“Good,” he hummed, his thumb rubbing into your stomach as he kept a constant pressure on you, “go to sleep, doll. I’ll be right here when you wake up.”

You couldn’t keep yourself from following orders even if you tried. As your eyes closed and slumber gripped you, the thought that maybe this dreaded time of the month wouldn’t be so bad anymore with him by your side. The last thing you felt were his lips pressing a kiss to your hair, the whisper of love so quiet you weren’t sure if you even heard it at all.

[r0semultiverse]

Y’all are aware we probably have to keep it in the top 10 overall into at least the 19th right? One business day after initial intended marketed advertised release supposedly. Then we should be good unless Mark says otherwise.

[beneathsilverstars]

Google drive link here

I got tired of switching back and forth between the wonderful dialogue maker and my image editing program, so I made some files that would let me put ISAT dialogue boxes together myself! All of my measurements are approximated and based on the dialogue maker, so I could be off by a couple pixels. But it's close enough for me (<- I say through the gritted teeth of a perfectionist who is trying to be chill).

The left 20% of each portrait gets cut off when it's used in the dialogue maker, so I've uploaded a cropped version of every dialogue portrait in the game. And the dialogue maker shrinks the portraits by 80% as well, so there's also a cropped + shrunk version.

I've included a png of the dialogue box itself, as well as procreate and psd files of the dialogue box plus editable text. You'll need to download the ISAT font if you don't already have it; I got it here. Then all you need to do is align the portrait of your choice with the bottom left corner of the file and you're good to go!

Since I'd rather use crispy full-resolution portraits for my editing, I also included dialogue box files that are sized up to match the high rez cropped portraits. I kept the same border style, which means the border is sliightly skinnier than it should be, compared to the box and portraits. So it's personal preference whether you'd rather use canon border proportions or crispy portraits.

I also uploaded the original of each portrait since I had them downloaded anyway, but they're webp? So maybe saving to my ipad didn't actually give me the original file format. If anyone has them as pngs and wants to add them to the google drive folder, hmu and I'll send you an edit link. Also, the images should all be in the same order as they are on the wiki, but they do not have the original names. So if anyone wants to go through and rename them, again, hmu.

[al-luviec]

compiled whatever this is (and I run out of tag space)

meh HoT gifs (3/?)

[dracula-sticky-notes]

He’s here!!

Jonathan’s finally arrived!!

My newly acquired servant and I have unfortunately been too busy the past few days to post anything. You have no idea how many chickens it took for me to make anything edible. @timetravellingpizza will no doubt claim that he was responsible for the final product. That is not true.

Anyways!!!! My ticket to England has finally come!!!!!!!

I think I scared him though… Any ideas on how to stop instilling fear in every human I meet?

[unhealthyobsessiveworm]

i need more lcf friends to talk to. i desperately need someone to fuel my ramblings so i can actually finish my wips !!!!!

[ear-motif]

idc what the actual definition of side character is I’m defining it as characters that only appeared in a couple eps and/or didn’t make a huge difference in the plot

[olde-scratch]

i made an animatic :]

the video is blocked in two countries because i used a song (how silly of me to do such a thing) so i miiiiight reblog this and upload the video file here? not sure on that

[pastelevie]

spin the wheel :3