Yorha-no2-type-t - A Fella From Tumblr Basement

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AI disturbance overlays for those who don't have Ibis paint premium. found them on tiktok

aaaye some character refs for the comic! may or may not change later but as for now,,, what i got.

next part should be posted soon this week :))

My experience with queer media lately:

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I don’t know what to share about my life anymore to get people’s attention. We are a family of ten trying to survive in northern Gaza. Our landlord keeps increasing our rent, and we will be at the mercy of the drones and the tanks if we have to leave, on top of having to leave behind all of our belongings. Every kind of food at the market now costs a fortune and there are no jobs available due to the dangerous situation outside, so we have to fully rely on this campaign.

This is a drawing my friend made of me with my dearest sister Soso, who is only four years old and has already suffered so much in her short life. Two wars have come close to killing her and barely had time to know happiness. I want to make it more bearable for her, but I can’t do it alone.

Please help, I swear I’ll be thankful for anything. Share at least if you can’t afford to donate.

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she did it again (and again and again and again)

a story about of how Lady Nimue and Sir Pelleas first met!

written by @mmm-asbestos, edited by @latbak!

if you have hard time reading, here's the writings under the cut!

Nimue emerged from her watery lair. Her garments and quills were pristine, and in the dark of the night she was glowing faintly, like a moon. Nimue's rest was disturbed by a visitor.

On the shore sat a blazing creature, covered in heat and flames - a sun at midnight. It resembled a knight kneeling in desperation, engulfed in fire. Her first instinct was to exstinguish the intruder,

but as she saw him closer,

she paused.

The lady studied his armor, fascinated by her unusual guest. His armour was lacking in signs of allegiance, made of dark metal she never laid her eyes upon before. It left her to wonder of his possible origin. Nimue couldn't recognize him as any lord's knight she's aware of.

Is he a knight at all?

The visitor's armour was constructed in a way that would make it a nightmare to wear and to behold - covered in spikes, bent at weird angles, impractical to anyone of flesh and blood. And yet, all she could say was:

"You are beautiful".