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.☽༊˚ prompts for helping bathe an injured loved one

¹⁾ sitting on the edge of the bathtub and letting them lay their head against your thigh as the fatigue starts taking hold

²⁾ “i know, i know it hurts but hold on for just a little longer and we’re done, yeah? think you can do that for me, pet?”

³⁾ helping them lean up so you can wash their back, and pretending not to notice them shaking in your arms

⁴⁾ “you needn’t be so gentle, y’know. if today wasn’t enough to break me, i doubt an ill-applied handful of shampoo will.”

⁵⁾ using your soapstuffs because the familiar scent will, hopefully, help calm them

⁶⁾ “i can’t believe it took a night like that for you to let me help you with something.”

⁷⁾ having never seen them in a state of undress before and so, trying admirably hard to avoid looking directly at them in such a vulnerable state

⁸⁾ “so mr/mrs surly and serious likes having their hair washed for them, hm? don’t worry, i’ll keep your secret.”

⁹⁾ climbing into the bath/shower with them, more for the physical comfort than practicality

¹⁰⁾ “i wish the first time you saw me like this could’ve been under better circumstances.”

¹¹⁾ stripping down to the same level of undress as them in an effort to try and make them feel more comfortable

¹²⁾ “can we- can we just stay here, like this, for a minute? please?”

¹³⁾ using as gentle a touch as possible to clean them off and feeling your heart break each time they still suppress a pained whimper

¹⁴⁾ “it’s just me now. you don’t have to be brave anymore.”

¹⁵⁾ trying to towel them dry but ending up just cradling them to your chest with the towel pressed aimlessly between you

vetted fundraisers from today. please please continue to take the time to support campaigns like these, whether financially or through amplification. these families are placing their hopes in our care.

july 16th:

Doctor Mohammed Aldeeb and his family of four (€25,170/€30,000) - @moahmmedaldeeb, verified by @/el-shab-hussein

The Ayyad family of eight, four of whom are children ($25,102/$35,000) - @mayadayyad81, @aymanayyad82, @aymanayyad1, verified by @/nabulsi

Hanaa Jad Al-Haq, her husband Muhammad Hammad, and their little son Yousef (£2,720/£20,000) - @heno-mo, @yousef0hammad, verified by @/90-ghost

Helping autistic child Omar Jad Al-Haq recover and evacuating the rest of his family, one of whom is paralyzed from a stroke and needs treatment (kr21,145 SEK/kr200,000 SEK) - @omarasaadb, verified by @/90-ghost

Eman Salem, her husband, their four children, her widowed father-in-law, and her sick father (needs urgent surgery for gangrene in his foot) (€965/€27,000) - @emanfamily, @emansalem, verified by @/90-ghost

The Al-Habil family of of six, including three members who need urgent medical treatment ($6,208 CAD/$70,000 CAD) - @nohaibrahim-2024, @alhabeilfamily, @abeeribrahim2006, #240 on @/nabulsi and @/el-shab-hussein's spreadsheet

Hamsa Mohammad's family of five, including a newborn, a three-year-old, and her elderly grandmother, who needs urgent treatment for a broken pelvis and hand as well as heart disease (€5,854/€30,000) - @hmsamoh, @hamsamohammad, verified by @/nabulsi

17-year-old Muhammad Atallah (needs vital treatment after being shot with an explosive bullet), and his family of ten, including a toddler and a newborn (€2,697/€82,000) - @mohammed-atallah, verified by @/90-ghost

Mohammed Al Manasra (sole survivor of his family), his wife, their three little children, and their cat (Mohammed and his wife both need medical attention; Mohammed's foot is injured and will be amputated if not treated as soon as possible) (€28,827/€40,000) - @save-mohamed-family, #192 on @/el-shab-hussein and @/nabulsi's spreadsheet

The AlBalawi family of 11, including several children and two chronically ill members (€24,756/€50,000) - @fatmasalahfamily, @bisanalbalawi18, @elbalawi, @yasminalbalawiigaza, verified by @/90-ghost

Ahmed Al-Nabih, his two brothers, and their mother (€11,301/€30,000) - @ahmedalnabeeh11, #218 on @/nabulsi and @/el-shab-hussein's spreadsheet

Medical student Malak Dader, her five siblings (her teenage brother Moataz was killed), and their parents (two family members are sick with hepatitis) (€738/€25,000) - @malakabed, verified by @/90-ghost

Salam, her husband Mohammad, and their two little children (€17,643/€40,000) - @save-salam-family, verified by @/90-ghost

Munna Tashmali and her five children (this is the third time their home has been destroyed) (£3,774/£30,000) - @monashamali, verified by @/nabulsi

Muhammad Al-Habil, his wife, their three young children, and Muhammad's chronically ill parents (€11,286/€50,000) - @aya2mohammed, @alhabil, verified by @/nabulsi

Ahmed Alanqar, his wife Dina, and their four children, one a newborn (€29,184/€35,000) - @ahmedabuyamin, #174 on @/el-shab-hussein and @/nabulsi's spreadsheet

Evacuating Firas Muhaisen's family of six (including three children) and funding he and his sister's medical education (time-sensitive fees, needed by August 1st) ($3,130 CAD/$82,000 CAD) - @firasmuhaisenn, @nisreenameen, @hashem-fromgaza, verified by @/90-ghost

Amal Ashour, her husband, and their little daughter Maryam (€12,769/€30,000) - @amalashuor, @moatasim20101010, #175 on @/nabulsi and @/el-shab-hussein's spreadsheet

not yet vetted:

Mohammed Ayyad, his wife, and their five children (€11,323/€35,000) - @mohammad1980ayyad, @m430235341

your contribution, no matter how small, can help save someone's life. please don't pass up the chance to take such an immeasurably valuable action

Since when does Idia go outside for these events??

-Inky (yuu)

LIL NAS X attends the 2021 MTV Video Music Awards at Barclays Center (September 12, 2021)

Bitch to me I literally have nothing better to do and I need to talk to people here more

*wants to bitch to friends but doesn’t want to bother friends*

How surprising,, /sar

Do be how I live my life tho

@dove-da-birb

I would love to @ more people but most of my moots have undergone URL changes and I don't recognise any of them. Please assist.

Another quiz for if you were a fictional character how would your fandom treat you (if you think your life is too boring to have a fandom just think of yourself as living the domestic!au of some sci-fi or fantasy)

reblog with your results

The fact that the human brain cannot tell apart reality from fiction, especially mine considering my ADD-daydreaming syndrome, tears me apart.

Because the amount of time I've loved people on my silly screen and spent time thinking and daydreaming about them is astronomical. And they'll never know. Because they're not real.

Jamil isn't real and yet I'm perfectly happy looking at him through a screen and thinking about how much I adore him. Neither of us will ever know the feeling of the other's hand in ours, the taste of each other's lips. And that hurts. But maybe somewhere in the endless universe he *is* there and maybe, hopefully, he *knows* how loved he is.

clark reupload

edit: forgot the sweater comic

Mess in Chat >w^

This is an entry for the Sweet Shroud Summer 2024 event held by the lovely @cloudcountry

Content; Gender-neutral reader, fluff, some swearing here and there

Word Count; 1.8 K

Please do not put my work into AI. If you would like to see more of my work check out my masterlist!

Summer was back in full force. Even from within the cold walls and highly air-conditioned hallways of S.T.Y.X. Idia was overheating. He didn’t even have Ortho, since he was powered down to prevent his system from overheating — they both learned that lesson last summer and neither of them were happy not to have the other for three days while Idia was trying to fix him up. So, he was busy typing away at his computer, switching between his actual tasks and the multitude of open tabs that he had open.

Finishing up on reading one of what seemed to be a never-ending pile of reports, Idia took a look at his messages, Mess in Chat >w^ — getting a small smile from the little winky face — and saw that there was a new message … from an hour ago.

Friendly Neighbourhood Mess I’m melting I’ve melted I’m a pool of goop on the floor

Idia tapped his fingers on his keyboard, trying to think of something to say. While he wouldn’t say the two of you were overly friendly, you also weren’t acquaintances. Idia knows that you’re trying to be his friend — dear Sevens, Ortho was so happy when he saw Idia smile at his phone when you messaged him — but it’s hard with being online. 

Would he actually ask to meet in real life? Oh Sevens no! You, the self proclaimed ‘mess’ (Idia wouldn’t even say that you were a mess, just well-meaning and a bit awkward at times) low keyed scared him. Well not actually scare him, but he didn’t want to get too close only for the friendship to blow up in his face.

Friendly Neighbourhood Mess AHA! I CAN SEE THAT YOU’RE ONLINE!

Idia sighed, the jig was up.

Gloomurai I thought you melted into goop Goop can’t type

Friendly Neighbourhood Mess I’ve regained my non-goop form to bug you I’M BOREDDDDDDDDDDDDD

Gloomurai … F

Friendly Neighbourhood Mess DON’T PUT AN F IN THE CHAT WHAT THE HELL … eugh… dying of heatstroke Tell my cat that I love him…. X-X

Idia coughed out a small laugh. He doubted you were as melodramatic IRL as you were online, but it made the monotony of his day — especially now that he didn’t even have the excuse of classes to break it up — a bit better.

Gloomurai You shall be missed CAT CAT PIC PLEASE CAT PIC IN THESE TRYING TIMES

Friendly Neighbourhood Mess … my phone doesn’t have a camera … And he’s on top of the fridge complaining about the heat

Idia sighed, remembering that besides having a laptop for classes, that was the best tech that you had. He remembers you complaining about your lack of funds and your employer. How you managed to balance your job and schooling at the same time baffled and, as you two got closer, worried him.

Gloomurai You really need a better phone

Friendly Neighbourhood Mess I’M A BROKE STUDENT I’M TRYING MY BEST I EVEN HAVE A SECOND JOB

Gloomurai So you’re not only dying of heatstroke but also overworking yourself? F … what’s your second job?

‘WHAT AM I THINKING?! I DON’T KNOW THEM LIKE THAT-’

Friendly Neighbourhood Mess … swan boats …

Gloomurai … swan boats?

Friendly Neighbourhood Mess Swan boats.  Even have a silly uniform and everything The pay is decent though, and I only work weekends UNLIKE MY OTHER JOB-

“We’re going to see them, right?” Ortho asked, making Idia jump.

“OrThO-” Idia squeaked, switching tabs at the speed of light, and clearing his throat. “... no”

Ortho looked at Idia, who was smiling a minute ago and was now back to being jumpy. “But-” he paused, looking between the screen and his brother. He knew who Friendly Neighbourhood Mess was — hard not to when you can see the entirety of Night Raven’s search history — but he also knew his brother. “Just know that they enjoy having you as a friend.”

Idia looked back to his screen, knowing you were going on a tirade about your first boss. “They enjoy having Gloomurai as a friend,” he sighed, shaking his head. “Besides,” he looked back at Ortho,”it would be weird for me to just show up.”

“Not if they invite you.~” Ortho chirped, going back to his room since he could feel his systems starting to overheat again. “They’re your friend online… so why not in person too?”

Idia opened up your tab again, and sure enough, you were on a full blown tirade.

Friendly Neighbourhood Mess I SHOULD REPORT HIS ASS BUT THEN I WON’T HAVE A PLACE TO LIVE- OH WHEN I GRADUATE HIS ASS IS GRASS I TELL YOU-

Gloomurai I’ll bring you one of those lawnmowers you drive

Friendly Neighbour Mess *sniffles* You’re a true friend

Gloomurai So, about your other job…

‘Come on, think of a believable excuse so you don’t look like a loser. THINK! COME ON BRAIN! BE SMART!’

Friendly Neighbourhood Mess Wait Idea

Idia felt his hair warming, but patted it. ‘Get a hold of yourself, it’s just the word idea for Sevens sake!’

I take you for a spin on one of those death traps

Gloomurai I- DEATH TRAPS? NEVERMIND

Friendly Neighbourhood Mess Too late >w^ See you Saturday!

Idia stared at his screen for a bit, processing everything. You had invited him to your work. He was going to meet you IRL. He was going to get in a swan boat, like the one you see in cheesy otome cutscenes and animes, and they were, apparently, death traps.

… why was he excited about it then?

…

…

You were at work, giving your best customer service smile and voice to the kids, families, and couples that came up through the line. “Remember folks to keep on your life jackets at all times, and to keep your arms and legs inside the boat at all times! Enjoy your ride!~”

While yes, you did have to wear an all-white uniform complete with a baseball cap with swan wings, it wasn’t half bad. 

The lunch room was always packed with good food, cold drinks, and the comfiest couch you have ever had the pleasure of plopping down into. Sure, it was a bit embarrassing — Ace had nearly laughed his ass off when he saw you in your get up and the fakely sweet smile you gave him — but it was only for this summer, and only for the weekends. Besides, it was cushy and most importantly, not putting your life into peril every five to seven business days when compared to the job that Crowley had given you.

You were already getting into your little monologue that you’re used to saying to customers when you faltered. “Enjoy your- Idia?” You blinked, surprised to see him. You barely got to see him at school, so seeing him here of all places was a shock to put it lightly.

Idia was fidgeting with the zipper of his life jacket and jumped when you said his name. ‘Y/N? The Ramshackle prefect-’ “... hi?”

“Hi,” you say back. “Umm, sorry, but there has to be two people to a boat,” you say sheepishly.

Idia jumps a bit and accidentally zips some of his hair in the zipper. “I was waiting for a friend…” he mutters, “they, uh, work here?”

You pause and your eyes widen. “YOU!”

“Me?!” Idia blinked rapidly. “Wait, you?!” Idia put the pieces together.

The lamenting about your first job. The complaints about your cat stealing your food. The silly uniform for your second job — which is silly, but you make it work. And the way you spoke online matched how you spoke with your IRL friends.

“You’re Friendly Neighbourhood Mess-”

“You’re Gloomurai!”

You both say it at the same time. You offer him a bright smile before saying something quietly into your walkie-talkie and putting on a bright yellow life jacket.

“Well,” you chuckle, “good thing you have a friend that’s willing to get on one of these death traps with you then!”

Idia let you take the lead before stumbling into the boat. “You probably shouldn’t call these ‘death traps’ since you work here,” he offered lightly.

You helped stabilize him since he was struggling to stand due to the light waves. “Well, they are, my land-loving friend.”

Idia sat down quickly, trying not to get flustered by the skin contact but failing. “Then I p-probably shouldn’t be on here, should I?”

“Nope,” you popped the p at the end and started moving the boat with the hand pedals. “But it takes two people to move these things.”

Idia started pedalling with you, and despite his fears of you wanting to make idle small talk, you didn’t. Instead, you pointed out some favourite spots and allowed him to contribute to the conversation at his own pace. Even though it idled here and there, it wasn’t awkward. It was comfortable.

When you sailed (can it even be called sailing when it’s a swan boat?) under the canopy of a weeping willow, you spoke again. “So, why did you agree to meet me? Let alone in one of these?”

Idia looked at you again, the dappled lighting blocking out the heat of the sun, yet he felt warmer now than before. “I don’t know, just,” he breathed in, centring himself, “I guess I wanted to spend time with a friend.” He smiled then, it was a small thing, but it was genuine. “Also,” he coughed, “you lied about the death trap part about this whole thing.”

You laughed, shaking the boat a little. “Oh it is, if not physically, then, reputation-wise. Death to social life via swan boat.”

Idia snorted. ‘Well, good thing that I don’t … didn’t have one then.’ “Good thing there’s someone who knows what they’re doing then… you do know what you’re doing, right?”

You shrugged, “I have a certificate if that eases your mind a bit.”

And the two of you continued paddling away, chatting here and there before heading back to the dock where a few of your coworkers gave the both of you thumbs-ups and winks. Idia felt himself go warm, whereas you rolled your eyes at them before helping Idia out.

“If you don’t mind, want to do this again?” You asked, undoing your lifejacket, looking expectantly towards him.

Idia fumbled with his own before you helped him out. “... that would be fun,” he smiled.

You smiled back, patted him on the shoulder as he walked away, and went back to greeting customers again.

Idia was happy about how today went, even though he would wake up a lovely shade of lobster red tomorrow and a very curious Ortho, but for the first time in a while, he was looking forward to summer vacation, and having some of it be outside of his computer screen. And, most importantly, have a friend that he didn’t feel like he had to be someone else with.

~~~~~~~

Tags; @afunkyfreshblog, @bloomstruck, @edith-is-a-cat, @eynnwwyjth, @inkybloom-luv, @ithseem, @lucid-stories, @syrenkitsune, @the-v-lociraptor, @twistwonderlanddevotee, @xxoomiii

Zelda basically

Two lovers have reincarnated throughout history, destined to find each other and fall in love all over again. There’s also this third guy that reincarnates alongside them… we don’t really know what he does.

I had an interview with a local paper this week about this rock snake I started on the longest street of a nearby city (where I work) because it's bringing people so much joy:

I said something during the interview that the interviewer seemed really shocked by, so in case it's important for anyone else to hear: When asked about the rock snake and some scavenger hunts that I've hosted for adults, I said -

"We don't stop enjoying the things we liked as kids; they just stop being offered to us. And when you're a kid, fun things like art projects and scavenger hunts are always brought to you, so you're not taught to make a habit of seeking them out as and adult."

She said "Wow yeah... life is so stressful... and you don't think to... wow."

So if anyone else needs direct permission to be a whimsical adult child today, I hereby grant it to everyone. ❤️

FR?? MUST GE TRUE THEN

damn what the fuck just say you hate me!!

Clearly these belonged to Azul. The tweels are bugging you for shits and giggles. And also scared off your prey

damn what the fuck just say you hate me!!

OH SHIT WHAT UP!

My Splatoon Sideblog is,, up! Will post soon! Just wanted to give y'all a heads up! Link to it will be on my pinned!

How to draw ears, by me.

tip me a ko-fi!

A tragedy. I'm on US server smh

Why is bro doing me dirty like that ☠️

(for those who don't understand French: He said that he didn't wanted to go Somewhere alone with me)

Does it have a friends function (I have never met others who played) and if yes do you want to be my friend

Why is bro doing me dirty like that ☠️

(for those who don't understand French: He said that he didn't wanted to go Somewhere alone with me)

How dare anyone hate on the biggest pookie of MCL >:(

Why is bro doing me dirty like that ☠️

(for those who don't understand French: He said that he didn't wanted to go Somewhere alone with me)

boop

:0!!

boop!

Still stunned because my silly little series has fans that want to see more of jinkies. Didn't think that would be the case and I promise they'll be back I'm just very inky lately

Like if you’re a #auburn dazai arc fan, reblog if you’re a #jinkies fan.

Help I saw the notif and was like "huh what did I do"

I am this close to punch my own face

Don't mind me, I'm just being overly dramatic about finding Roger hot as fuck and refusing to admit it. I guess the heart wants what the heart wants?

...

I need to read all Isaac's saved stories I have to cleanse my heart and soul... NOW

So I've been sitting on making a Splatoon Sideblog for a while now. And I'm not sure what to post about first cause I have wayyy too many ideas. And I need to make a pfp. That too. Uhm. Someone please tell me what to do or I will never get on it