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There are places where the world tries to make us feel small, to take our pride and dim our light. But we’re still here — hearts beating, hands held, laughing with the ones we love. And in that, in simply being, there’s a pride no one can take.

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Falling Sparks - Artem Chebokha

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With the NYC primary 2 days away, if you live in NYC, remember to rank Zohran Mamdani #1 and be sure to NOT rank Andrew Coumo

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We ask your questions anonymously so you don’t have to! Submissions are open on the 1st and 15th of the month.

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Toji redraw from todays episode 💖 he looked too good

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hearthian food concepts :)

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Can we erase the idea that low-wage workers being visibly human on the clock is "unprofessional." It does not hurt customers to see cashiers drinking from water bottles or sitting on chairs. But water deprivation and forced standing are both established forms of torture. Hope this helps 😘

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Kubo drawn a couple of scenes for the 20th pv. Including this one with rukia's hand reaching out to ichigo. 🥹😭

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🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude

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black and white

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Silly,,,,

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I gotta say, so much queer intra-community horseshit dropped off my shoulders when I decided to adopt a firm policy that everyone is the expert in their own identity, the single most knowledgeable person about what it's like to live life in their own skin, and that if someone describes their experience in ways I find contradictory or paradoxical I should do them the courtesy of presuming that they are striving to express something very specific and nuanced, rather than leaping to the conclusion that they're just dumb and using words wrong.

Sure, there are some combinations of identity terms that I look at and go "hmm, I don't get how that works." I'm still a human being. But there's a big difference between not getting how something works versus insisting that it doesn't.

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I don’t intend to be mean but if Flug needs a binder in the first place, wouldn’t it mean his chest is well… not flat so to say?- Or he did surgery? I’ve had this question for a while. And to add, if he did surgery… why does he need a binder?… 😶

since he is fictional, you may have noticed I draw him at different stages of transition as well as just different genders all along arbitrarily. bc after all it's just a headcanon and One of Those Types that will never be answered (and if it will be, I'm certain they will draw him cis in the show. without chest, without scars.)

but yes if he needs a binder, he still has a chest.

it was a silly observation, I always thought that people take that one-off doodle way too serious as if it's a self-imposed RULE that I have to follow now (which I don't, most of the time I still interpret the red part on his shirt as a collar)

when I draw him with top scars, it means he has had top surgery. no binder.

when I draw him with no scars and no chest he might be cis........ but you don't know bc perhaps he had keyhole surgery!

for all I know you could imagine that he still wears a binder even if he's cis idc, probably no ass on this planet does this but maybe he just likes the tight sensation. bc he's autistic.

he does wear those skin-tight latex gloves to sleep... which is strange...

point is you're free to think whatever you want idgaf the world is your oyster

here's Flug smoking a fat one:

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definitely didn't stay up all night plotting a 60 chapter fanfic I'll probably never write for a fandom I just got into like 3 days ago because that would be insane

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my phone thinks I’m dating emperor augustus

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Someday we're going to admit that both kinky and vanilla are in sex terms value neutral but apparently not yet

'EVEN vanilla sex can be interesting'

'actually if you do it right, writing about any characters' emotions is kinky'

Fam vanilla and kinky are

Value

Neutral

I have read the most boring kinky smut on this blue earth

I have read the most boring vanilla smut under these stars

I have read some darn good quality of both

They aren't value judgments, get over yourself from either side