#c: esca

[t-800]

I've been on this website for over ten years personally. If you can spend just one moment of your time, @asmaayyad2 needs some help. Asma is part of a family of 8, living in an old tent as temperatures continue to drop. As of now, they've raised €28,143 / €45,000 but they still need more for necessities and evacuation. Please don't hesitate to share and/or donate.

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[densoro]

Seeking help for Asma Ayyad

I'm writing to signal boost @asmaayyad2 a 26 year old lawyer from Gaza. She's caring for a family of 8, including two little sisters and her mother, who suffers from diabetes, high blood pressure, and arrhythmia.

Temperatures in Gaza have dropped to 13°C/55°F, and the Ayyad family has no home. One year ago, they had to evacuate without time to pack any clothes or blankets, and by the time they returned, this is all that was left of their house.

The Israeli military wasn't content to leave them freezing in the rubble. 3 months ago, Israel's army massacred the Mawasi Khan Yunis refugee camp, where Asma's family was staying. They killed two of Asma's aunts, and one of her young cousins, and sent the Ayyad family once again on the run. For now, they live in a worn-out tent made of nylon and wood.

Between the diseases, treatment for existing medical conditions, food, and the distant goal of evacuation, costs keep piling up. Still, this community has come together and contributed 27,730 Euros -- 62% of her campaign goal. That's wonderful. I just have to ask that anyone who can give, continues to give. We've gotten her over halfway there; let's help her the rest of the way. To safety.

Her campaign has been verified by @gazavetters #43

[gryficowa]

Boycott!

Now that I have your attention:

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And I'm also combining posts, because now after all this I would feel strange in the long run creating different posts… I just feel that it would be turning my eyes away from Israel's crimes…

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Headshot portraits for the player characters of my campaign I'm slowly building and the one main NP c: They are playing a homebrew people who shift to sea creatures, so also have to give a token of their fish form too!

From top to bottom:

Umut-Lek: Sea Cucumber belongs to @madasa16

Demi-Mal: Bull Shark belongs to @Frost20026606

Akula-Esca: Remora belongs to Johnda!

Oro Itsaso: Weedy Sea Dragon belongs to @konkubus

Ai-Taro: ??? (form kept secret!) belongs to MEEEE!

Art for tokens and now onto doing art for the NPCs and big bad (as they are introduced in part one!)

[icehearts]

Esca Reynault

— B A S I C S

Name: Esca Reynault

Nicknames: Lady Belladonna (derogatory), milady (also derogatory), milady (affectionate???)

Age: Early-to-mid 20s.

Nameday: 7th Sun of the 4th Astral Moon. (7/7)

Race: Midlander Hyur.

Gender: Cis female; she/her.

Orientation: Bisexual.

Profession: Alchemist by way of the Alchemists' Guild of Ul'dah, botanist by way of her father's tutelage, reluctant shopkeep of the family plant nursery-cum-apothecary

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— P H Y S I C A L A S P E C T S

Hair: Long, chestnut, well-kept. Usually swept up in a ponytail or pinned back and out of the way.

Eyes: Tigerseye brown. Inscrutable.

Skin: Fair, unblemished; the complexion of one raised in comfort and relative luxury.

Tattoos/scars: None to speak of.

— F A M I L Y

Parents:

Mother - Leopoldine Reynault, the youngest daughter of a minor house of Ishgard. Members of the Reynault family have historically been employed by larger noble houses as retainers, midwives, maids, cooks, in-house chirurgeons, groundskeepers, among other roles. Father - Warrick Caraway, a Studium-educated botanist and horticulturist with a specialization in environmental, plant, and soil sciences. Part of his ongoing post-graduation research involved evaluating the aetherial qualities of the soil in the various Calamity-affected Coerthan regions, and developing methods to encourage the growth of more diverse foliage and flora that could withstand the recently altered environs.

Siblings: None. She's an only child.

Grandparents: None to speak of. Her parents' union was not approved by either family involved, so Esca's grandparents on both sides remain quite distant.

In-laws and Other: Silas ████████, a Garlean ex-patriot who acts as a sort of older brother figure for Esca.

Pets: None to speak of.

— S K I L L S

Abilities: Alchemy, of course, botany, and she's rather savvy with a needle too. She's no seamstress, but Esca can mend an article of clothing or even stitch up a wound if need be. She has some aptitude for spellcasting, primarily wind- and water-aspected magicks. Her mastery over such magicks is lacking, to say the least, and Esca has little patience for things she can't control.

Hobbies: Reading, tending to the greenhouse, concocting experimental solutions and potions. Hunting down the ones she thinks are responsible for her mother's suspiciously sudden illness. Daydreaming about how she'll pay them back for humiliating her family. Honestly? She needs more hobbies.

— T R A I T S

Most Positive Trait: Diplomatic.

Most Negative Traits: Deceptive.

— L I K E S

Colors: Blues, whites, blacks. Silver and gold.

Smells: Fresh air, delicate florals. Nothing overpowering.

Textures: Smooth silk, gauzey cotton, weathered leather.

Drinks: Mulled tea, coffee, mint lassi.

— O T H E R D E T A I L S

Smokes: Never.

Drinks: Very rarely. Alcohol makes it a little too easy for the mask of composure to slip off, so she tends to avoid the stuff. Plus she tends to be an emotional drunk, and that can be embarrassing.

Drugs: None.

Mount Issuance: A snow-white chocobo affectionately named Ambrosia.

Been Arrested: Why? Do you think she's guilty of something?

Tagged by: @paintedscales @sealrock @shroudkeeper tysm <3

Tagging: YOU! 🫵 That's right YOU! If you haven't done this yet but want to, consider yourself officially tagged!

[ambrenoir]

Dal web🙏 pagina Fb di Lalli Lancellotti

Con il funerale di questo Papa si chiude un capitolo

Non avendolo particolarmente seguito, visto tanto odio, sento il bisogno di dedicargli un commento.

Perche' odiato?

- Contro la potente lobby delle armi

- Sdegno per le guerre chiaramente indirizzato ai vari leaders mondiali

- Accoglienza : nei 3 ml di emigranti italiani in Argentina c era la sua famiglia ..come poteva non essere a favore dell accoglienza ? Il problema non e' se accogliere o non..e' organizzare sistema x accogliere : nessun governo ci e' riuscito..

- Diversita' : anatema ! Il Papa sosteneva che gli omosessuali sono anch esse creature di Dio. Come potevano tutti gli omofobi di questo paese accettarlo? ...

- E ancora ..sdegno quando si e' inchinato a baciare i piedi ..C e' da chiedersi se si conosce il Vangelo ..se si conosce il simbolismo di questo gesto

- Ha incontrato e stretto le mani a capi religiosi di altri credo : non e' forse scorso sempre sangue in nome di Dio? ...Non e' preferibile il reciproco rispetto ?..

Ha usato soldi suoi per molte cose e deciso di vivere a S.Marta, nonche' di non essere sepolto in Vaticano... : un profilo discreto, inusuale e divisivo...

- fino all ultimo mto sofferente e incapace anche di parlare e' andato nelle carceri e apparso solo 12 ore prima della morte.

170 delegazioni da ogni parte del mondo, leader politici e reali, capi religiosi..questo funerale e' una pausa a quanto di brutto ci circonda ...e fa nulla se in piazza ci sono persone che non lo seguivano .. e la loro presenza sa d ipocrisia ...

Mi auguro che dal conclave esca un Papa che non richiuda la Chiesa fra le mura buie e spesso ' equivoche' del Vaticano

Amen!

" COSTRUIAMO PONTI, NON ALZIAMO MURI "

(mi permetto di aggiungere il particolare delle Sue scarpe consunte…)

[officialpenisenvy]

quanto spero che all'esame mi esca una lapide bella semplice di qualche ex schiavo tipo "d(is) m(anibus) sempronia c(aii) l(iberta) eutyche v(ixit) a(nnos) XXVI" e non una lapide con qualche cursus honorum orrendo indecifrabile magari pure di un ordine equestre. lì commetterò harakiri davanti alla stimata professoressa [redacted]

[czesca]

do people call you c(z?)esca irl too or do they go the usual fra/franci?

it's usually franci I won't lie BUT irl I actually go by anna francesca... in the uk no one bothers to abbreviate anna HOWEVER here i have very rapidly become anni (which is growing on me)

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[Video transcript start.]

[The transcript begins from someone's shirt pocket, two sets of footsteps heard walking up to a door. The door is swung open but the name “Ruby” and a handprint drawn in blood can still be seen.]

?: God… Am I really ready to do this?

[Voice identified: Rose Elizabeth Henderson.]

[The woman walks close to the door but stops, seemingly freezing in place.]

?: Is something wrong?

[Voice identified: Edgar.]

R: I uh… Didn’t think it would be this hard to walk in here… Haven't been in this room since june.

E: Do you want me to go first?

R: Can we walk in at the same time?

E: Oh, yeah, of course.

[The two people walk into the room at the same time, a dark blood soaked room. The walls and desks are covered in incoherent writing that can barely be seen.]

R: Hm… Ok… Forgot how creepy this fucking room was.

E: Yeah… I guess I never really looked around when I fought Emi here.

[Rose chuckles, walking over to one of the walls. A light from the phone makes it possible to read the words “MY FAULT.” and “REMEMBER.” written in blood.]

R: Huh… Forgot about that too.

E: Jeez… how old is all of this?

R: This section was probably written like a month or two before I got out… I think?

E: Fuckin’ hell, should we… go somewhere where there’s less or…?

R: It's fine… It's uh, kinda topical on why I asked to come here to talk with you.

E: Oh, well… should we sit down, then?

[Rose turns around to face Edgar, who is smiling softly at her, his eyes look tired, but he manages to play it off well enough. His hand goes up to brush a bit of hair out of his face, accidentally touching the bandages on a spot on his forehead, he flinches slightly, but doesn’t look away.]

R: You can, I think I'm going to stand.

[Edgar nods, and sits down on the floor, crossing his legs.]

R: Sorry for doing this all forty-eight hours after you got unmasked, but [Between awkward laughing.] I think if I waited any longer to talk about it I might go insane.

E: I don’t mind, I needed something to help take my mind off of it.

R: First, the only thing I was waiting to tell you. I fought Nicholas like a bit before he died. He broke my rib, I kicked his balls in and attacked him with your crowbar until…

E: Until…?

R: He switched it on me and almost crushed my windpipe in…

E: Jesus– That sounds… fucking terrifying.

R: Yeah um… Now you might be asking yourself ‘Wait, how did you stop him? Did someone help you?’ Yes… But you might not like who.

E: … [Slowly.] Eden…?

R: No Cassius.

E: Oh. [Long pause.] Why?

R: Well… Uh I have two… Technically three theories, might be right or wrong. A. He hates Nicholas for killing him and trying to take over PR, more than he hates me. B. He realized that if Nicholas killed me Ness would have um… Broken into the mall which Ophelia really doesn't want to happen. Or C. Both.

E: Huh… I… hm. I don’t know him, so I couldn’t tell you.

R: Me neither, I got my PR not being heartless info from Mari Ness and Will.

E: Same here, honestly.

R: Oh, and um… Alexander is kinda the MVP of being nice to us here in the mall, he literally sacrificed himself for Mari when Ruby attacked them, and played Mario Party with Sparrow and Peony after… Y'know.

E: Ah.

R: ANYWAY! Getting off topic. Why I brought you here.

E: Right, right, yeah.

R: I… I think I'm finally ready…

[Edgar tilts his head to the side, raising one eyebrow.]

R: I'm ready to try and move on… Not let Showfall have any guilt or past traumas to hold over my head anymore.

E: Oh. That’s… that’s a very big step forward, Rose. I’m proud of you.

R: Yeah… I brought you here, to tell you the whole truth of what happened with both Ruby and… Emi… And also to make a promise or two.

E: Sounds like a plan. Thank you for trusting me enough to do this, Rose.

R: Well… You're my dad… You deserve to know.

[Edgar nods.]

R: Guess I'll start with the easy one… Because Emi is obviously still alive.

E: Alright, tell me whenever you’re ready. I’m not going anywhere.

R: Ok… Um January 4th 2006, I was trying to escape with Ruby… She had a knife, I had an old computer. We had gotten split up. I ended up… In a very dark part of the mall when an employee. Emi. Ran up to me in the dark trying to attack me… I hit her 13 times with the computer… I had blood on the heels of my shoes for months… I didn't even know…

[Rose begins silently crying. The camera still facing Edgar.]

[Edgar reaches a hand out and pats Rose on the shoulder in an attempt to comfort her.]

R: Thanks I um… God…

E: You’re fine, you didn’t know. You did what you had to.

R: Hm… I god… Why am I trying to drag this out…

E: It’s a tough subject. I do the same thing sometimes.

R: I have to talk about it eventually…

E: But that doesn’t make it any easier. Take all the time you need, Rose.

R: Here I have the perfect idea to try and make this a bit easier…

E: Hm?

[Rose throws a semi large bag into frame, clearly having taken it off her back. After a deep breath she reaches down and pulls a box out of the bag.]

E: What’s that?

R: The gift Ruby left in the vent hideout, still haven't opened it.

E: Oh, alright. You’re… going to open it here?

R: No time like the present right?

E: Haha, present. [Slight pause.] Yeah, sorry.

R: Ok… Here we go.

[Rose holds the present for roughly 5 seconds before sighing.]

R: Wait… Fuck.

E: Do you want some help?

R: Yes please, I kinda uh… Forgot.

[Edgar reaches forward to help Rose open the present.]

[Rose's whole torso moves to look inside the box, inside is a red sweater with Rose's on it, a VHS tape, a photo and on the bottom a red blanket.]

R: Oh…

E: That’s… huh. That’s very sweet.

R: It's uh… I think I recognize the blanket actually…

E: Oh?

R: Yeah it's um… The one I had when I was little…

E: Aw.

R: The sweater is um… Hm… It's too big.

E: Maybe we could… hm. Well, I’m not the best at sewing, at least with actual clothing, so…

R: Ruby told me… Give stuff to people in need so…

[Rose grabs the sweater and slowly hands it to Edgar.]

R: You need a sweater… And a change of clothes. Dried blood can't be good for your skin

E: I– are you sure? That’s a gift from your sister, I wouldn’t want to take that away from you.

R: It means more to me if I get to use it to help you… Ruby would've wanted me to help people in need.

E: [A long pause.] Alright. Thank you, Rose. Genuinely.

R: No problem, now um… Ok fuck… I can't ignore the elephant in the room.

E: Yeah, you ready to keep talking?

R: I think so… Ready to hear the whole story of mine and Ruby's fight?

E: Mhm.

R: [A long pause.] So a few months before I escaped… Ruby had um came back to the hideout covered in wounds from a fight, she was telling me everything was fine… It clearly wasn't… She had um… I only found out towards the end that… She overheard Mai talking about Sparrow, and how she ‘Didn’t know Ruby had a kid.’

E: Hm.

R: Yeah, she shoved me out of the way telling me not to worry about it… She told me some things are better left hidden, she got more mad and brought up our mom's affair… I stabbed her in the leg…

[Edgar’s eyebrows crease inward, then they raise slightly. He seems to have connected a few things.]

R: She walked off and I followed… Screaming at her, she told me… About Sparrow… Well at least that she ‘Had a kid.’... I pushed her for keeping shit from me…

[Edgar nods, encouraging Rose to keep going.]

R: [Between crying.] Three employees came running, Ruby pushed me behind a column and was dragged away… I watched as they took her from me, I did nothing… I watched as she begged for her life…

E: Rose, come here.

[Edgar holds his arms out, and the two hug.]

R: [Sobbing.] I watched her plead for her fucking life and did nothing… I… I…

E: I know, I know. Let it all out, Rose. I’m here.

[Rose continues sobbing, the camera obscured by Edgar's shirt.]

R: [Still sobbing.] I don't want to lose anyone… Ever ever again… Not here…

E: You won’t. I’ll make sure of it, you won’t lose anyone else.

R: That reminds me… The promises…

E: Hm?

R: First… I'm never letting you go anywhere by yourself again… I can't lo- Let anyone lose you again… And don't want to lose you again…

E: Woah– that’s… that may be a little extreme, yeah?

R: Edgar. I have lost you. SEVEN fucking times now, never again.

E: That’s… fair. But I don’t want you getting hurt somehow because of this.

R: I have three bullets in my fucking gun, realistically I only need two to get everyone out. Also, I roundhouse kicked the head of PR in the fucking head once.

E: It’s not fighting that I’m worried about, we’re both actually kinda good at that, it’s… running. I don’t know if you can keep up if we need to sprint.

R: Edgar. I'm fast. As fuck. We've been over this.

E: Speed and endurance, Rose. I can run for… well, hours if need be. I don’t know how well you can do with that.

R: I ran from this room to the window I escaped from in record time, and besides I have… Decent endurance, not great but good enough.

E: If we’re talking about speed with escaping, I carried you from Mai’s office all the way outside.

R: I… Probably could have ran. Also, didn't she literally say there was a window open?

E: Er… yeah. I just… didn’t want to leave without causing some damage.

R: Anyway… Second promise. I promise you, either both of us are getting out or neither of us are.

E: That’s… again, yeah, that’s a little fair. But… Hm.

R: I'm not leaving any more family behind.

E: … Alright.

R: Y'know even if you don't think you deserve escape, Which I can tell dude… Experience… You do deserve that.

E: How the fuck–

R: Edgar, I tried 37 fucking times before I got out… I have felt like I didn't deserve to escape more times than I can count.

E: Yeah, you’re… you’re right.

R: If you ever doubt that fact, remember something A… Woman much wiser than me said… Have to switch it a little bit though…

[Rose coughs.]

R: Despite everything… You're still my dad Edgar, NOTHING will ever change that.

E: I… Thank you.

R: Of course, ugh… Feels nice… Finally talking to someone about everything…

E: Yeah, it feels great to talk about shit like that, but it’s really easy to forget that. I would know a lot about that last bit.

R: Hm yeah… When we get back you should uh, probably talk to Mari about taking a break from planning for a day. They literally have not slept since you got back.

E: I’ll talk to them.

R: Yeah um… Also, S- [Long pause.] Sparrow needs to talk with you.

E: Thanks for letting me know.

R: Yeah, um… Do you just want to talk about stuff? I uh, have a game I really liked when I was a kid.

E: Hm… maybe, yeah. I don’t know. What’s the game you liked?

R: Super mario RPG for the super nintendo.

E: Huh, I’ve never heard of that.

R: IT'S REALLY FUN! LIKE REALLY REALLY FUN!

E: Oh? I’d love to play it sometime, then! Maybe we could do a playthrough together!

R: They made a remake on the console thingy Ness bought me… But I didn't get to play it before y'know…

[Rose's hand pops into frame to sarcastically point at the mall.]

R: THIS.

E: Haha, yeah… when we get out, we can play it together.

R: It'll be fun, maybe I can play half-life. I actually think Mari said something about buying it on my computer I think…

E: Wait, really?

R: Yeah! Something about it being free?

E: That’s awesome! I didn’t know that was a thing at all!

R: You can play it if you want? In all honesty you might have more luck getting my computer away from Sparrow then I do.

E: That would be great, actually.

R: Cool, I'll ask Peony about it when we get bac- ACTUALLY… That’s something I wanted to ask you about, do you trust Peony? I mean… I do, but after everything that happened?

E: I… trust them if Sparrow does.

R: Fair… I just… I'm glad the kid is happy.

E: Same here.

R: I… Hm nevermind…

[Rose sighs seemingly upset.]

E: What’s up?

R: Cassidy tried fighting against the mask on the island…

E: Oh.

R: I just… I want to help her… I know I can't but I want to.

E: We’ll figure something out.

R: I… Sparrow told Delilah, they didn't want to lose you like they lost Cassidy…

E: … Ah… Um.

R: Yeah… I just… I know what it's like to leave a sibling behind… I don't want Sparrow to go through that even if they aren't siblings by blood.

E: Mhm…

R: On a happier note, Ness bought you something for when you get out, she bought it around the time Will found you in the tunnels I think…

E: Really? What?

R: Got you new head rests for the car, and also a bunch of doctor pepper.

E: Aw, that’s nice of her.

R: Yeah… Hm…

E: I… huh.

R: What’s up?

E: Is it really that simple? Just… ask someone to talk and then… do that?

R: I mean, yeah… Sometimes. Why do you ask?

E: I guess I just never realized that.

R: Took me a while to figure it out… I uh, did you wanna talk?

E: … maybe later.

R: Ok… Hm… Ugh.

[Rose can be heard headbutting the metal desk, seemingly out of annoyance.]

E: Hey, let’s not do that, alright? You’re going to hurt yourself.

R: She's under that mask dad… Cassidy is still there, and there is nothing any of us can do… Makes me feel useless…

E: [A sigh.] I get that. We’ll figure it out. I promise we’ll help her.

R: I… We have to figure something out… please…

E: We will.

R: Ok… I uh… Sorry… For getting you caught up in the middle of my stuff with Emi…

E: Don’t apologize, Rose. It’s fine. I’d rather be caught up in this than not be, because this way, I can help you.

R: [Muffled.] You're the best dad an idiot like me could've asked for.

E: Hey, you’re not an idiot. Don’t say that about yourself. You’re smarter than a lot of people I’ve met. Negative self talk is not going to fly anymore.

R: I got my arm ripped off thinking my sister was still alive… A smart person wouldn't do that.

E: Yes, but a grieving person would. You weren’t in a good state of mind. You’re okay, Rose. You’re not dumb, you’re not a screw-up. You’re my fucking daughter, and I wouldn’t want anyone else but you to have that spot.

R: I…

[Rose can be heard beginning to cry once again, the tears seemingly not going to stop for a while.]

R: [Crying, this lasts for the rest of the transcript.] Thank you… Thank you dad…

E: It’s no problem, if you ever need that reminder again, I’ll be right here.

R: Yeah I uh… Fucking hell…

E: Hold on. [A pause.] Oh, you’re kidding.

R: W- What?

E: Transcript light.

R: GOD DAMNIT, END TRANSCRIPT.

[Transcript ended.]

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Expelling Witches at Eastertide: Italy, Albania, & Poland

“In Christian Europe the old heathen custom of expelling the powers of evil at certain times of the year has survived to modern times [i.e., c. 19th-early 20th cent.]. Thus in some villages of Calabria the month of March is inaugurated with the expulsion of the witches. It takes place at night to the sound of the church bells, the people running about the streets and crying, ‘March is come.’ They say that the witches roam about in March, and the ceremony is repeated every Friday evening during the month. Often, as might have been anticipated, the ancient pagan rite has attached itself to church festivals. For example, in Calabria at Eastertide every family provides itself in time with a supply of holy water, and when the church bells proclaim the resurrection of Christ the people sprinkle the house with the water, saying in a loud voice, ‘Esciti fora sùrici uorvi, esciti fora tentaziuni, esca u malu ed entri u bene.’ At the same time they knock on doors and windows, on chests and other articles of furniture.

Life drawing by Anthony van Dyck of witch Felipa La Calabria (she was actually Sicilian) during her 1624 prosecution.

"Again, in Albania on Easter Eve the young people light torches of resinous wood and march in procession, swinging them, through the village. At last they throw the torches into the river, crying, ‘Ha, Kore! we throw you into the river, like these torches, that you may never return.’

1598 engraving by Nicolaes Braeu of Kore (a.k.a. Persephone or Proserpina).

"Silesian [i.e., Polish] peasants believe that on Good Friday the witches go their rounds and have great power for mischief. Hence about Oels, near Strehlitz [i.e., Oleśnica, near Strzelce Opolskie], the people on that day arm themselves with old brooms and drive the witches from house and home, from farmyard and cattle-stall, making a great uproar and clatter as they do so."

—J. G. Frazer, The Scapegoat (The Golden Bough, vol. IX, 1913, pp. 156-7)

Rübezahl, a mountain spirit from Silesian folklore depicted on a map.

[zarah-nana-c10]

THE COASTERS YAKETY YAK VIDEO HD

['at one time the E stood for Educated'], ......'( the F[ran] & the C[esca] you can work out for yourself)!'

[gryficowa]

Boycott!

I have a question, do you know how to avoid pixels without color in the crit after filling? I know, there are tools without this feature, but they don't look very good as character art (Crooked lines and just looks like paint), I use the wand tool to make it easier, but it can be frustrating when I have to go from one layer to another to fill a small area because unfortunately it doesn't work on other layers where there is no art

I'm not a digital master, I once had a break of several years and unfortunately it took its toll, unfortunately, coloring in a row is a disaster, I'm speaking from my own perspective, the shading is great, but the coloring is terrible, filling is a helpful tool, but as I mentioned, it works clumsily at the moment , when you use several layers (Separate from the art, shade of color)… Eh…

Now that I have your attention:

[vashwoodtears]

Hi! What's your opinion on Hersh Goldberg-Polin, Eden Yerushalmi, Carmel Gat, Alex Lubnov, Ori Danino and Almog Sarusi?

it sucks that 6 Israelis died. but you do realize how many palestinians died, right? death always sucks but maybe try thinking of humans as worthy of life, even if you think they're "lesser" or whatever.

Here are some links to donate!

https://gofund.me/c4472150

https://gofund.me/e021fb55

https://gofund.me/66214924

[dogbound1128]

Hello,

How do you do ? I hope to be in a good condition.

This is my special campaign

We hope to help us by donating or sharing to others.

Every donation makes a different even if it a small.

As you know, the war began on October 7 and lasted ten months. During this period, we were unable to obtain food, drink, or treatment because we did not have money.

There is no source of income for the family at the present time, so we are unable to buy food, clean water, and medicine, especially after we are afflicted with the ongoing infectious diseases spread in the north like Hepatitis C disease.

Our house has been damaged a lot since the beginning of the war. We are from the north of Gaza and we are still in the north and have not displaced to the south. We displaced 10 times from place to another seeking to safety .

We hope for your help and support, even if only a little.

This is the link if you would to read our story well 👇👇

https://gofund.me/4e896ac1

Thank you all

[fumikomiyasaki]

melt - muse a holds muse b’s face gently, drawing circles into their cheeks with their thumbs

Ignacio & Fabio

Gentleness

For once Fabio wanted to be brave and go out of his dorm to follow an invitation of Ignacio to one of the usual Serendipia dorm celebrations... yet even if he was strong, it was still a bit of a crowd he wasn't used to... compared to how organized dancing was back in his village this was more wild and chaotic... to the point he watched the people and went nervous waiting for his boyfriend to pick him up like a lost child, things were a little to loud for his ears as well untill the dorm leader stepped by.

"If you need to rest there is an area back there, maybe it will help."

"T-thank you."

Seeing the dear man go back to the others Fabio took his advice and calmed among the more comfy lights and the music being less loud and in his ear... eventually he saw Ignacio approach and look at him.

"Are you alright?"

"It was... just a little bit too much for me... I-I am sorry."

Ignacio sat down next to him and smiled.

"You don't have to be..."

The two leaned back enjoying the view of the stars, the softness of the cushions and the blanket that made the cold night air more comfortable... Fabio looked back at him with big curious eyes as Ignacio just cupped his face and pressed his thumbs on his cheek circling it... Fabios ears twitching as he grew red.

"Cute..."

"C-can you kiss me... or can I kiss you?"

A warm smile appeared on Ignacios face but given both were surrounded by other party goers they decided to hide their kiss behind the blanket, Fabios feet tapping a little at the feeling of his lips on his... before they both leaned against another red faced.

"I am... much more comfortable now... it always feels... like your giving me the safety I need."

"Fabio... say don't you want to stay over tonight?"

"If you wouldn't mind it... I would love to."

The two nuzzled noses a little before Esca who helped Fabio before gave them both an approving smile... the night was long but now it put Fabio at ease to know he won't be going to sleep alone... it made him excited and open to try more at this party... even having a small dance with his boyfriend... smiling brightly.