Velma gets next up on the nostalgia train drawings! I’m having a ton of fun with these
So uh….some dude apparently recreated Adobe Photoshop feature-for-feature, for FREE, and it runs in your browser.
Anyway, fuck Adobe, and enjoy!
Rotting tree covered in mushrooms, Smoky Mountain National Park (2023)
Gunslinger: *has a roll 20 glitch that is making all his rolls 0*
Party: dude try again, see if-
Gunslinger: *rolls A CRITICAL SUCESS THAT STILL READS AS 0*
Dungeon master: you are officially Crutical Zero now.
Ranger (me): *passes out as this thing that keeps offering us deals pops into my head*
Deal Creature: So, I have an offer for you- you’ll be the only one who gets hurt and it will bring your friend back to life (back story her friend got hung two days ago)
Ranger: yeah sure. So long as I’m the only one getting hurt.
Dm: WAIT ARE YOU- OKAY. ALEX IS DEAD NOW! Now you’re playing with Alex’s dead friend
The person who was a rouge and is now using wild magic: *rolls a 12 for the random affect sheet*
Dm: Congrats! You got play god! You get to make a sentient being!
Former rouge: I WANNA MAKE SNOW RACOONS!
Dm: THEY ARE SENTIENT- THEY CAN TALK!
Former rouge: I KNOW! THEYRE PERFECT!
We stole a boat. We needed a crew. Three of the crew mates are awesome (the navigator and our gunmen)
Then there’s the chef.
The DM made him Guy Fierie.
Quotes-
Here is your noodle cat back (referring to gunslingers ferret)- Tarnok (My Orc Barbarian)
NPC: hi I’m dameon
Gunslinger: YOURE ON THINK FUCKING ICE DAMEON!
Gungslinger: yeah so my brothers not dead...
Gunslingers mom: oh that’s wonderful that’s good eats-
Me OOC: GOOD EATS!?
Dm: I MEAN GOOD NEWS! I’m gonna go get a snack- one second-
Me: AH MY SON IS NOT DEAD! IM GOING TO EAT MY BOY! TIME TO EAT MY BOY!
The rest of the party is cackling.
Hello, I'm Wasim from Gaza, in Al-Mawasi specifically... My family and I were displaced from Rafah after hardship, bombing, displacement, and hunger.😭😔
Now we have been away from our city and our beautiful home for 9 months. We have lost our house that my father built stone by stone and he worked 24/7 to build this house. But the occupation destroyed it, and no house remained in my beautiful city remained intact.😭💔💔
We are now living in a tent or semi-tent, which does not protect us from the cold of winter or the rain. Our lives are very difficult.😔😭
Thanks to your donations, we have been able to buy food and flour, and now I am asking you for help to buy a tent that will protect us from the cold of winter. We do not know what it means to sleep because of the extreme cold.🥶
@gazavetters
One of my favorite anime openings (X-Men the animated series)
He got down on one knee and was like “I present you with my final duck” I was already so excited and this was the cherry on top! THE DUCK SMELLS LIKE LAVENDER TOO!!!
The show was, FANTASTIC! The guys were hilarious and everyone there was so nice! I saw so many awesome cosplays. Like Killian, and Davenport and NO-3113. To the more obscure like Steven the goldfish, and the voidfish.
Also the same Magnus who gave me the duck traded for a haunted doll of a Garfield the deals worlock. Who I saw from the balcony trying to sell his goods during the intermission.
I was not in cosplay but I was dubbed “a blue jeans” So not specifically Barry. But... like I was wearing my favorite jeans.
THE FINAL PAM was also there.
I had so much fun. The show was awesome and I’m so happy I could make it to see everything live and in person.
A personal favorite dynamic of mine is ‘I would die for you’ and ‘Die? Who said you could die!? No! I will drag you back from the afterlife my self!’. Like yes the ‘I’d die for you’ energy is great, but when the other person responds with basically a ‘like hell you will!’ It’s probably one of my favorite things.
A Father's Cry: Ahmed's Journey from Hell ❤️🩹🚨
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Helping Ahmed's Family: Escaping War to a New Life
I am Ahmed Alanqer, a 35-year-old Palestinian man from Gaza. My life revolved around my small family: my wife Dina and our four children: Zeina, Eileen, Yamen, and finally, Ronza, who was born amidst the shelling just a month ago.
My story is a cry from the heart of hell. The war on Gaza began, bringing with it destruction that engulfed everything around us.
Our home, which was our only refuge and safe haven, turned into a pile of rubble. We were forced to flee south in search of safety, but what we found there was even harsher.
In the south, we found only suffering and hardship. No shelter, no water, no food. We moved between Nuseirat and Deir al-Balah, searching for a safe haven for our children, but we found only shelling and destruction. My wife Dina was pregnant, yet we found no hospitals or medical services to monitor her condition. My children fell ill with measles, chickenpox, and hepatitis, with no one to treat them.
My children grow under the scorching sun inside cramped tents, where life forces them to endure intense heat and mosquitoes. Life there is not just life; it's a sea of daily challenges, facing shortages in everything from clean water to basic healthcare.They deserve to be in a safe place, away from the constant fear of airstrikes and harsh weather conditions. They need support and assistance to regain their innocence and live a dignified childhood.
Let's stand by them, support them in every way we can, because helping them today is an investment in their future and ours too.
Life here has become an endless nightmare. I lost my source of income; my job as an accountant and the company I worked for were destroyed, and my recently imported goods vanished under the rubble. We are left without income, without hope, without a future. Each passing day feels like we are inching closer to the abyss.
My goal now is to save my children. I want them to have a better life, where they can go to school, receive medical care, drink clean water, and live in safety. But the cost of travel is exorbitant. $5000 per adult and $2500 per child, and I am unable to secure these amounts.
I reach out to you today, from the depths of my suffering, pleading for help. I know there are those who listen, those who have the power to change things. Your assistance is not just financial support; it is a lifeline for my family, a new hope for innocent children who have known only cruelty in life.
https://gofund.me/35c30c67
Please, help me take my family out of this hell. Help me give my children a chance at a dignified and safe life. ❤️🩹🙏💔
Thank you for any help you can provide. It is not just assistance; it is hope, it is life. 🙏❤️🩹🙏
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@ameera-anq : gofundme — €12,755/€20,000
@amnehsharif10 : gofundme — US$8,759/$90,000
@malkzaeem : gofundme — CA$19,540/$50,000
@burningnightgiver : gofundme — CA$5,596/$50,000
@salahaldinhor : gofundme — €784/€40,000
i urge everyone who sees this to share, at the very least, if you cannot donate. please, please, please do not scroll past without reblogging. this post will be updated as/if anyone else reaches out!
College. Sometimes you have a presentation you’re dreading, and then you are offered free produce
24, She/Her, I post... sometimes? No brain only soup.
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