#the butterfly's shelter

[alabasterpickles]

This week has been brutal so I drew my wander over yonder OC and Hater for self care 😂

I like to watch McCracken’s shows in sequence

[cak31ssuperi04]

fun fact: Them

[jazzdailyblog]

Craig Harris: A Visionary in Jazz and Beyond

Introduction: Craig Harris is not just a jazz trombonist—he is a visionary who has used music as a medium for social change, cultural commentary, and boundary-breaking innovation. Since the late 1970s, Harris has been a vital force in the avant-garde and free jazz scenes, working alongside some of the most prominent and creative figures in music. From his early days with the legendary Sun Ra…

[itissadbutitsmy-artblog]

do you think they tried at all. i cant see it ending well

blaine: stop-- i- i don't want to go in there--

blaine: c'mon. tell me honest this time. take me to spader.

[express-archives]

🐱 anon mentioned risumi and kanae and now i can't stop thinking about them. uh oh.

[abutterflyobsession]

in the book I'm reading the characters have to hide an important book. They decide to hide it in a library. Nice.

But they take it one step further. In order to insure a little more safety they went to at least a dozen libraries. Big college libraries with oodles of books and shelves and rooms. The owner of the book would go off by themselves for a bit at each library, carrying the backpack that held the book. This meant that the rest of the characters don't know which library the book was left in. At any point the book could be in the backpack, or the backpack could be empty. Only the owner of the book knows 'til the end.

dang but they committed to their task.

[roitaminnah]

the amount of comic ideas i am having on a daily basis vs. the amount of work i have to do right now,,,, heavily unfair and homophobic that the world does not stop so that i can draw buttsoup for 12 hours a day

[thvndersnow]

TAG DUMP 1 ;;

ooc and gen tags + first round of character tags

GEN:

ooc ;; your enormous eyebags have captivated me

info ;; from marathon to waterloo in order categorical

ramblings ;; noises and what they mean

gen hc ;; you can hide a lot about yourself but honey what are you gonna do?

answered ;; tell me all about your problems i was killing before killing was cool

ask memes ;; look who's inside again

promo ;; now this? this is beautiful

self promo ;; see the artistry in tearing the place apart with me

--

THEO TAGS:

theo tag ;; they saw trouble in my eyes and were quick to recognize the devil in me

theo hc ;; i was made to become a sanctuary

theo aes ;; my soul is painted like the wings of butterflies

theo ic ;; i wanna take shelter but i'm ready to fight

--

ASTRID TAGS:

astrid tag ;; i want to watch the world burn; i brought the gasoline

astrid hc ;; the thrill of control is the sweetest taste i've known

astrid aes ;; whiskey and french cigarettes

astrid ic ;; this is performance; this is a self defense

--

JACKAL TAGS:

jackal tag ;; we all wanna party when a funeral ends

jackal hc ;; we are all a bunch of liars; tell me baby who do you wanna be?

jackal aes ;; pretty in pink

jackal ic ;; the kids don't care if you're alright honey

[localwench]

You're a good girl who cleans her room and bakes bread. You volunteer at the animal shelter and You're studying to be a librarian. You also like to make-out in the rain and having your butt slapped.

True, false and true <3 very nice assumptions though, nonny

[lionblaze03-2]

Oh btw I’d you hate pit bulls based on only the fact that they’re ‘pit bulls’ dni and unfollow me. PAINFULLY serious I will not accept dog racism on my blog

[inkskinned]

one of the things that's the most fucking frustrating for me about arguing with climate change deniers is the sheer fucking scope of how much it matters. sweating in my father's car, thinking about how it's the "hottest summer so far," every summer. and there's this deep, roiling rage that comes over me, every time.

the stakes are wrong, is the thing. that's part of what makes it not an actual debate: the other side isn't coming to the table with anything to fucking lose.

like okay. i am obviously pro gun control. but there is a basic human part of me that can understand and empathize with someone who says, "i'm worried that would lead to the law-abiding citizens being punished while criminals now essentially have a superpower." i don't agree, but i can tell the stakes for them are also very high.

but let's say the science is wrong and i'm wrong and the visible reality is wrong and every climate disaster refugee is wrong. let's say you're right, humans aren't causing it or it's not happening or whatever else. let's just say that, for fun.

so we spend hundreds of millions of dollars making the earth cleaner, and then it turns out we didn't need to do that. oops! we cleaned the earth. our children grow up with skies full of more butterflies and bees. lawns are taken over with rich local biodiversity. we don't cry over our electric bills anymore. and, if you're staunchly capitalist and i need to speak ROI with you - we've created so many jobs in developing sectors and we have exciting new investment opportunities.

i am reminded of kodak, and how they did not make "the switch" to digital photography; how within 20 years kodak was no longer a household brand. do we, as a nation, feel comfortable watching as the world makes "the switch" while we ride the laurels of oil? this boggles me. i have heard so much propaganda about how america cannot "fall behind" other countries, but in this crucial sector - the one that could actually influence our own monopolies - suddenly we turn the other cheek. but maybe you're right! maybe it will collapse like just another silicone valley dream. but isn't that the crux of capitalism? that some economies will peter out eventually?

but let's say you're right, and i'm wrong, and we stopped fracking for no good reason. that they re-seed quarries. that we tear down unused corporate-owned buildings or at least repurpose them for communities. that we make an effort, and that effort doesn't really help. what happens then? what are the stakes. what have we lost, and what have we gained?

sometimes we take our cars through a car wash and then later, it rains. "oh," we laugh to ourselves. we gripe about it over coffee with our coworkers. what a shame! but we are also aware: the car is cleaner. is that what you are worried about? that you'll make the effort but things will resolve naturally? that it will just be "a waste"?

and what i'm right. what if we're already seeing people lose their houses and their lives. what if it is happening everywhere, not just in coastal towns or equatorial countries you don't care about. what if i'm right and you're wrong but you're yelling and rich and powerful. so we ignore all of the bellwethers and all of the indicators and all of the sirens. what if we say - well, if it happens, it's fate.

nevermind. you wouldn't even wear a mask, anyway. i know what happens when you see disaster. you think the disaster will flinch if you just shout louder. that you can toss enough lives into the storm for the storm to recognize your sacrifice and balk. you argue because it feels good to stand up against "the liberals" even when the situation should not be political. you are busy crying for jesus with a bullhorn while i am trying to usher people into a shelter. you've already locked the doors, even on the church.

the stakes are skewed. you think this is some intellectual "debate" to win, some funny banter. you fuel up your huge unmuddied truck and say suck it to every citizen of that shitbird state california. serves them right for voting blue!

and the rest of us are terrified of the entire fucking environment collapsing.

[rafecameroninterlude]

kook!sweetheart reader that gets rafe to teach her how to drive because her rich parents shelter her and don’t want her exposed to the dangers that comes with driving 😓

warnings: bsf!rafe, rafe calls reader ‘babe’, terrible driving (she’s me i’m afraid), rafe has a lot of patience in this one

a/n: i screamed when i saw this!! thank you for the req, mwah <3

“wait, i’m scared!” you took your hands off the steering wheel, your heart beating in your ears as the engine of rafe’s truck roared to life. “look around us, it’s nothing but empty space, it’s impossible to mess up, ‘promise.” he reassured you, taking your hand and putting it on the shift gear. “is your foot on the brake?” you hummed, glancing at him before you put the truck in drive.

“alright, now just ease off of it slowly, it’s gonna go by itself.” once the vehicle started moving and you looked a bit more comfortable, rafe let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. “atta, girl..” you ignored the butterflies in your tummy, keeping all of your attention on the parking lot in front of you. “okay, you could give it a little gas now- hey!” rafe shouted, making you jump and slam on the brakes.

“see! i can’t do this!” you cried, rubbing your palms on the denim of your jeans. “yes, you can babe, it’s just- i said a little bit of gas, and we nearly flew across the island.” rafe sighed, closing his eyes momentarily. you stayed silent, already regretting asking rafe to take you out today. “hey, it’s alright, okay? m’sorry for yelling.” you swallowed thickly, slowly stepping off of the brake.

“this is good,” rafe sat up in his seat, “take a turn up here after the white line.” you did as he said, both of you cheering when you turned smoothly into the next parking aisle. “i did it!” you clapped your hands, quickly recovering when rafe grabbed ahold of the wheel. “let’s keep our hands on here, alright?” he laughed nervously. “s-sorry, that was stupid.” you huffed, cursing yourself in your head.

“no, you got it. let’s try parking, yeah?” you didn’t even want to imagine how terrible your parking was about to be. sure enough, you and rafe found yourselves standing in front of his truck, examining the position. “well.. you definitely parked.” he rested his hands on his hips, the sun beating down on both of you.

two parking spots. you took up two parking spots. “you know what, i’m just gonna have you drive me around everywhere, sound good?” rafe agreed without hesitation. “let me take a picture before we leave.” later on that day once rafe was in the comfort of his own bed, he did what he did every night and looked at your socials.

you had two new stories on your instagram, the first one being the photo of his truck from earlier with the text ‘i’m just a girl </3’, and the second being an off guard of rafe with one hand on the steering wheel, the words ‘my chauffeur is hot, yours is not!’ making a smile form on his lips.

[commissions4aid-international]

Help Ahed get to safety!

[Art by @monmonp0k]

Hey everyone! Allow us the pleasure of introducing you to Ahed (@ahedalshaer), a 22-year-old dentistry student from Gaza! She dreams of becoming a dentist, and was working very hard to achieve this dream until the occupation destroyed her university and her home. She was forcibly displacing multiple times and now lives in a tent, which lacks basic essentials such as food, water, medical care, or adequate shelter. She is now looking to evacuate, and right now she is quite low on funds.

So let's help her out! Remember that every single bit counts - donate anything you can spare to her, and if you can't spare anything, you should be sharing this post and boosting her campaign however you can.

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[frigidwife]

palestinian survivors in urgent need of support!

compiling these from my inbox and messages - please please share and donate if you can

alaa mahmoud @alaa-gaza / vetted through association / GFM 5072 / 7000 USD this is such an achievable goal!!! alaa's husband died before her daughter, fatoum, was even born. right now the two of them are living in a tent

doaa jad al-haq @dodoomar12345/ vetted by @/90-ghost / GFM 192,342 / 300,000 SEK [104 SEK = 10 USD] doaa and her 5yo son, omar, managed to escape to egypt. omar is nonverbal and has been severely traumatized by the war. doaa's husband, parents, and siblings are all trapped in gaza. she still needs help to evacuate her husband and support omar in egypt and her family in gaza

falestine jad al-haq @falestine-yousef / vetted campaign #246 / GFM 20,435 / 40,000 USD doaa's sister, falestine, and her husband were displaced by israeli bulldozers and are currently living in a tent in dangerous and unsanitary with their three-month-old son yousef. falestine is struggling to provide essentials like milk, diapers, and medicine

mohammed al-deeb @mohammedaldeeb / vetted camapign #212 / GFM 40,397 / 55,000 euros dr. al-deeb is an ER physician at al-shifa hospital. he and his family were displace and were able to make it to egypt!! however, they still need help covering living expenses in egypt after leaving everything behind

amany ubeid @amnyaburas / unvetted / GFM 1,180 / 68000 CAD amany and her family, including her three children, have been displaced from their home in the north to rafah. her son has an eye injury that could lead to permanent disability if untreated. they have lost everything and need to escape to egypt

lina @lina-gaza / vetted / GFM 39,824 / 45,000 euros lina is seeking to evacuate her family to egypt. she has two young children, saif who is 2, and sidra who is only 2 months. they are approaching their goal!!!

osama al-anqar @osama-family / unvetted / GFM 2,741 / 50,000 pounds omar is seeking to support his wife, their young daughter, his martyred brother's family, and his brother who has lost a leg

mounes al-kafarna @mones1998gaza / unvetted / GFM 623 / 20,000 USD two children in need of food and medical care, living a tent currently

anas al-sharfa @anasalshrofa / vetted #913 butterfly project / GFM 1,627 / 50,000 euros anas's tiktok. anas is trying to evacuate his family. they have been displaced multiple times and struggle to get essentials like water or cooking oil

sohad @kareem-family2 / vetted by @/90-ghost / GFM + paypal 9,626 / 20,000 euros on GFM; 5,783 / 15,000 on paypal very big family that urgently needs to evacuate - sohad's nephew kareem has cerebral palsy and is starving to death

hussein shamiya @husseinshamia / reblogged by @/bilal-salah0 / GFM 35,377 / 40,000 USD hussein has a 4 year old son and his wife, rehab, is pregnant. they are living in a tent with no water or electricity and need to evacuate ASAP

all of these situations are horrific beyond belief. these people are living every day under constant threat of bombing, starvation, lack of shelter, and rapidly spreading disease. the fabric of their daily lives has been completely destroyed. they have lost their homes, seen their loved ones and neighbors slaughtered, had their studies and careers indefinitely suspended. the courage to reach out to absolute strangers for help, in the face of such immense uncertainty, is incredible. in the west we should feel the disproportionate weight of our currency and our attention which has been purchased in blood, and we need to make use of both as best we can. please take a moment and give even 5 dollars or euros to one of these campaigns.

[joyoushyuck]

(minors dni)

Donghyuck claims to hate you.

It is raining pitchforks. Water splashes as you run on the sidewalk, footsteps slippery and attire ruined. You are soaked to your bones and in a desperate need for shelter. That is why you don't think twice and let your feet guide you to the one person you swore you'll never involve yourself with.

Donghyuck claims to hate you.

He opens the door, countenance unpleasant and hair messy, headphones hung around his neck. The faint buzz of television is audible inside the house. Donghyuck is only wearing a pair of black sweats, his nipples staring back at you in all their perked glory. You try not to stare. You might be pathetically failing.

His lips part in surprise at the sight of your drenched figure. You are shivering, legs weak and the chatter of your teeth resonating loudly in your ears. A warm palm wraps around your elbow and ushers you in.

Donghyuck claims to hate you.

He deliberately gets your coffee order wrong all the time. He doesn't laugh at your jokes and throws passive aggressive comments at every given opportunity. He flashes all thirty-two of his teeth whenever Karina drops by to say hi, but his jaw locks like a saltwater crocodile the moment he spots you.

Donghyuck claims to hate you.

He forces you to sit on a chair, drying your hair with a fluffy white towel. His oversized shirt sits just above your knees; you shut your thighs together to cover your bare parts. Your eyes are heavy with sleep as he rubs the towel on your head, so you lean against his (toned) abdomen and close your eyes. He lets you be.

Donghyuck claims to hate you.

He's waking you up, shaking your shoulder gently. His face is inches away from yours. You pretend you don't notice the way his eyes flick down for a fraction of a second; it might be your sleep muddled brain making things up.

He offers you a hot mug of coffee. He is seated on the other end of the couch, body facing you, seemingly concerned about your state. He is still shirtless, his nipples are still staring back at you, and you aren't able to think straight anymore.

Donghyuck claims to hate you.

But you think it's all pretence when you pull him into a kiss and his passion is unrivalled as he kisses back. His hands come to settle on your waist and neck, head tilting to get as close to you as possible. His hand rubs slow circles on your waist in an attempt to calm the both of you.

Donghyuck claims to hate you.

“I don't,” he grunts. He's buried deep inside of you. Droplets of sweat glisten on his forehead.

He's kissing you again. You think he likes it from the way he won't stop doing it. You bet your lips are swollen, because his surely are and he wasn't even on the receiving end of all those bites. He nestles his face on the crook of your neck when he comes undone; you've already got off thrice.

Donghyuck claims to hate you.

He helps you clean with the gentlest hands, softly spreading his fragrant shower gel all over your body - your chest, stomach, back, thighs - leaving butterfly kisses while he's still there. It somehow goes south from there. Again.

He falls to his knees and grips your thighs to keep them open, tongue working wonders on your throbbing clit. He has little to no self-control is what you interpret. Not that you have any to begin with.

Donghyuck claims to hate you.

He insists you stay over, he'll sleep on the couch if it’ll make you comfortable. When you suggest he take the bed and yo- you don't ever get to complete the sentence because no, he'll never let you do that. You pretend your heart doesn't swell with a little something at that; what were you even pretending for anyway?

Because even though Donghyuck claimed to hate you, he isn't pretending anymore when he tucks you in his chest and cards his fingers through your hair, lulling you to sleep. His hands are holding your head like you mean the world to him. You smell like him too, and it's the most at rest you've been in a long time.

Maybe you aren't pretending anymore too. From the way you are nuzzling into the warm expanse of his (still shirtless) chest to the way your hand absent-mindedly pats his back, you don't think it's an act of cat and mouse.

But you'll not think about it now, you'll save it for when the morning comes. Now, you'll fall into a deep slumber in the embrace of the man whom you've loved forever.

(He's loved you for longer, but you don't know that just yet.)

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[magnus-rhymes-with-swagness]

Ahed (@ahedalshaer) and her family are looking to buy a waterproof tent. Between rain and the cooling weather, shelter in Gaza is hard to come by but extremely important.

So let's help her out! Please reblog if you voted, and of course donate if you can! Every little bit counts.

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Writing commissions by me

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