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[riding-with-the-wild-hunt]

a whole bunch of gazan mutual aid projects and nonprofits. if the decision of which individual fundraiser to give to feels too daunting, or if you just want to help as many people as possible in one go, these are great initiatives to support.

care for gaza - focuses on providing food and essential supplies. donate here or here.

connecting humanity - securing internet access via donations of virtual sim cards (esims). if you can't afford a whole plan yourself, crips for esims is a communal pool that will use your donation to purchase and maintain esims

gaza soup kitchen - provides food, medical care, and classes for children. also has a gofundme

glia gaza medical support initiative - provides medical care through field clinics and tents at hospitals. donations can also be sent through their website.

ele elna elak - provides clean water, food, clothing, and shelter. they also have a gofundme

life for gaza - raising money for the gaza municipality to repair water and waste management infrastructure

taawon - partners with local civil organizations to provide food, water, medical care, shelter, and basic supplies

the sameer project - running various initiatives providing tents, medical care, and necessities. they have their own encampment project focused on sheltering families with children, sick and disabled members, or members in need of perinatal care

islamic relief worldwide's gaza emergency appeal - provides food, water, hygiene kits, medical supplies, and psychological support

baitulmaal - provides a variety of necessities, including food, water, shelter, and medical supplies

gaza mutual aid fund - distributes food, hygiene products, water, and other essential supplies, including financial support. run by @/el-shab-hussein's amazing friend Mona. updates can be found on her instagram.

hygiene kits for gaza - provides hygiene supplies including menstrual products, wipes, and toothbrushes/toothpaste

anera - provides a variety of necessities, including food, water, hygiene supplies, medicine, blankets and mattresses, and psychological care

palestine children's relief fund - provides supplies and support with a focus on children. also has an initiative for lebanon

certainly this is not an exhaustive list, so please feel free to add on other projects or organizations that i didn't include. and as always, please take the time to donate if you can and share. it truly makes all the difference.

[creacher-feetcher]

just reblogging this with the added resources from your sudan post so I can pin this to my blog (with the original source)

khartoum aid kitchen - currently running 12 community kitchen sites and supporting five others that collectively provide food for over 10,000 people

fill a heart - provides financial support to sudanese hospitals and families displaced in egypt. updates are available on their instagram.

sudan solidarity collective - supporting civil society organizations and providing psychological and educational programs for displaced people. can also donate through their paypal

darfur women action - runs programs for displaced women and girls

sudanese american physicians association - provides medical treatment and supports healthcare infrastructure

amal for women - currently focused on providing water, food, hygiene products, and shelter for displaced people. general projects include education programs for children, support and professional training for single mothers, and providing trauma care. also has a gofundme

hadhreen - provides food, water, solar panels for hospitals, children's educational programming, and a variety of other support services

hometax - provides necessities for displaced people, including food, shelter, and medical assistance. updates can be found on their instagram.

barana hanabneiho - originally focused on rebuilding and equipping schools, currently providing food, water, tents, mosquito nets, and weather-appropriate necessities to displaced people. they have an instagram and also accept donations through zeffy

saving algeneina initiative - provides a variety of necessities, including food, rain covers for tents, and medical care. works with displaced people in both sudan and chad.

sudanese red crescent society - runs health programs across all 18 states as well as delivering essential supplies

sadagaat - various initiatives including water stations and community kitchens

hope relief and rehabilitation for disabilities support (hrrds) - originally focused on disability justice programs. currently providing food, water, hygiene products, mobility aids, and other necessities with a focus on supporting disabled people and other vulnerable groups

medglobal's sudan emergency appeal - provides medical supplies, equipment for doctors, and fuel for hospitals

sudanese american medical association - provides food, water, and medical equipment, as well as training clinicians and sending extra doctors to hospitals

siha network - provides menstrual products and obstetric/gynecological care

[they-call-me-the-wagglewoster]

I never imagined that reaching the final part of our journey would feel this difficult.

Thanks to the kindness of so many people, we've reached £2,576. Every donation brought us one step closer to hope, and we will always be grateful for that. 🤍

Today, our new goal is £3,000. We still have £424 to go, but lately our campaign has become very quiet. Days pass without any support, and it's heartbreaking to watch our progress come to a standstill while our needs remain the same. 💔

Our lives don't pause when donations do. We are still trying to rebuild after losing so much. I'm still fighting to continue my education, and my family is still doing everything they can to get through each day with dignity and hope.

If you've been following our story, please don't let this be where our journey stops.

Even the smallest donation can bring us closer to our goal, and if you're unable to give, sharing our campaign could help us reach someone who can. 🙏

Thank you for reading, for caring, and for reminding us that we haven't been forgotten. Your kindness gives us the strength to keep believing that better days are still possible. 🤍

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[rapidcolors]

Most of them live au but in the most ridiculous embarrassing way possible aka I've been extremely sick and so green among us must be sick too aka Gatorade au

[angstychilz]

It came to me in a dream...

Aka, The One of Many x The One and Only

Had a new headcanon pop up into my mind recently in regards to both Green and White. It essentially boils down to their childhood and how those formative years shaped them. Lemme explain:

Green (The One of Many)

I imagine Green came from a household filled with many siblings. With their background of being a worm farmer, it wouldn't be out of the ordinary for their parents to have a big family (as more children = more helping hands on the job). Green is one of those many children. And, while I do feel Green's parents generally care for them, there is only so much attention they can give to any one of their kids at a given time. Major Judy Hopp's parents from Zootopia type vibes. They're loving, but ultimately not truly in tune with Green. And, in some ways, Green just was part of the conglomerate that is "our kids we care for and love". Not malicious by any means, but unintentionally lacking a personalization to foster a strong bond.

Green, for their part, wanted something more than this farming life. They wanted to be a captain. And perhaps, starting from whenever they made this desire known, it's what ultimately defined them in the family. Green stood out from their siblings in a way that their parents could pinpoint in something other than name. More than that though, it's something Green's entire village (which is where I imagine Green got a majority of their socialization and care from when their parents simply weren't available) could define them as. A novelty when the whole family, hell, maybe even the entire community, can be boiled down to 'kind, honest, and hard working worm farmers'.

Green stuck out from the many siblings they had, and I imagine that shift would be the start of a building tension. In a mix of sibling rivalry, financial heartship, and Green's own changing mindset, perhaps there would be a point in which failure could never be an option in Green's mind. They have to succeed at becoming a captain, or else they wasted all the time and scarce resources that the village could have used for something else on them specifically. Because going from one of many to THE ONE of many can be a perfect cauldron for impostor syndrome. That fear that, out of everyone, maybe they didn't deserve these opportunities they're getting. Especially if they have other siblings (or even just those in thier village community) that had smaller but much more attainable/realistic goals and dreams that would have been sidelined to help Green.

Imagine a world where Green finds out that, actually, the captain life didn't call to them the same way once they were well on track to getting there. But, now at this point, there is no backing out as it'd effectively be a slap in the face to everyone that gave up their resources for them. Green needs to be a captain, because the alternative is them being the failure that drained everyones' bank account for an unrealistic dream that a simple worm farmer had no buisness pursuing anyways.

White (The One and Only)

White is an only child, 100%. The kind of child that I imagine only came about because it was another mark on their parents checklist. Major rich power couple has child type of news. Expectantly, White wouldn't want for anything materialistically. They'd be fed, they'd be watered, and entertained by the many servants and devices shoved in their face. However, what they needed, the actual love and care of a present family member isn't something they'd ever get.

I imagine they weren't to a great college, maybe starred in a few movies (possible child actor?), and did things most beans could only dream of doing. They did things, but not because they were things they were passionate about or even particularly wanted to be. White feels like the type to do the thing that has least resistance and follow whatever their parents tell them to. "Get an education? Sure, why not a degree in communications or something. Oh, that's not good enough and I should take a degree in the sciences? Okay." They do things because 'why not'.

And, at some point, they'd realize that they don't really have any hobbies or much of a personality to make them interesting. Perhaps the only reason their funfact sucked so much, is because they legitimately couldn't think of anything that was worth telling. For White, if they truly believe the norm is yatchs, being on tv a lot, and getting a job at the head of a pharmaceutical company, then it says a lot that their funfact boils down to always waking up well rested for the day. Maybe in some way, the mundane and less extraordinary things in life is far more interesting to them?

Regardless, I can see White taking up the MIRA trip of all things really highlights their naivety and "why not" sort of attitude. I've no doubt if the cork was something like a free trip on some raggedy fishing boat to 'Sharks-Feeding-Ground' island, they would still go. Surely there can be more layers underneath such a choice, but I think I rambled enough.

That's my headcanons! Any thoughts or questions, feel free to throw them my way. Not sure if any of this made sense, but just wanted to put them out there so it's out of my head at least.

[otherclawdeen]

I don't fully know how to describe this but I tried lol

(@dimensionhoppingtrio2 provided me w edits of hazel and thalia)

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something's off with peter parker

peter parker x reader

summary: something is wrong with your next door neighbor, and it's up to you to figure it out (from this request)

wc: 2.2k

cw: set in BND so obviously spoilers for NWH. just a lot of whump (happyish ending) with poor peter :( detailed panic attack as well as death mention, SH (aggressive hair pulling during the panic attack) (sorry i like to make peter hurt). reader is gn! so read as you please, also set pre-relationship vibes that could be seen as platonic or in a mutual pining way idc

the first sign that something was off with your next door neighbor, peter parker, showed in his texting.

in the months he'd been in the apartment next to yours, the two of you had grown quite close. it was slow, at first. this meek, fawn of a man who had moved in just before christmas, seemingly closed off to all of your friendly neighbor charms and attempts at passing conversation.

he stood no chance against your grandmother's brownie recipe.

from that cold night in january on, you saw more and more of him open up. you'd gotten his number, and discovered the list of commonalities between the two of you. as he let you into his life more, you started to even find it endearing as he spammed your phone at all hours of the night, your notifications filled with nothing but the fleeting thoughts on his mind he thought to share with you.

but suddenly, a stranger was responding to you; single words replaced his once excited paragraphs to even the most of mudane things.

may 3rd @ 2:35am

you: did you watch the nintendo direct tn???

peter parker (#1304): last night, technically

peter parker (#1304): AND YUPPPP

peter parker (#1304): already calculated how much overtime i’m gonna need to afford the new zelda and mario dlc

peter parker (#1304): see you after summer 😔

you: you literally don’t even have a switch

peter parker (#1304): no but i have the kindest most wonderful neighbor in the whole wide world who does

peter parker (#1304): 🥹

you: why the hell are you even awake rn??

peter parker (#1304): i should ask you the same question, miss.

you: touché

may 4th @ 6:23am

peter parker (#1304): dude dude dude

peter parker (#1304): wake up and look at the sunrise

peter parker (#1304): loooookkkkkkkkkk

peter parker (#1304): lets go to the roof

you: if you send me one more message at this godforsaken hour, i'm going to murder you with my bare hands

peter parker (#1304): like you could even catch me 😏

may 4th @ 12:03pm

you: do you want spaghetti or mac and cheese for dinner tmrw

you: those miiiiiiight be the only two things to my name rn

peter parker (#1304): is it the spongebob mac and cheese

you: yes

peter parker (#1304): oh fuck yeah

may 5th @ 01:12am

you: are you breaking things over there? what the hell was that noise??

peter parker (#1304): lol

you: no like, you good????

read @ 02:45am

may 5th @ 10:48am

you: no fear, i have acquired hot dogs for the mac and cheese

may 5th @ 11:55am

peter parker (#1304): can't tn

you: what!! i spent a dollar fifty on these clearance hotdogs for nothing?? guess i'll have to get food poisoning alone 🙄

peter parker (#1304): lmao

you: everything okay?

read @ 11:59am

the second sign was the fact that he had dodged your weekly tuesday night dinner.

that alone wasn't unusual, as he'd cancelled plenty of times in the few months you'd grown to know peter. the day he swan dove through your window in stark red and blue, mistaking your room for his, you had finally found out why. now when he flaked, he'd attach a local news article of the crime he'd just stopped to his apology text an hour after he was supposed to show up. sometimes, you wouldn't hear from him until he got back just before the sun broke through, knocking on your window in desperate need of whatever medical attention you could offer him.

he had dodged you plenty of times, but today was different. peter texted you around noon, when he was supposedly mid chem-lab, simply saying he wouldn't be able to make it.

it wasn't weird that he bailed on your plans. it was weird that he let you know ahead of time.

but that wasn't what caused you to crawl across your shared fire escape and force your way into his bedroom. no, it was the third thing.

the third thing was the beyond heartbreaking, soul-shattering sobs that you heard come through the wall. paper-thin walls had become a bittersweet troupe to new york, and you often had done your best to respect your neighbors privacy whenever you could hear them and... whatever they were doing. especially peter.

you hadn't heard a noise like this from him before, though.

you were out of your window and onto the fire escape before you even knew your body was moving. climbing over the rusty metal through the dark, crisp night, you fumbled your way to peter's window just a few feet from yours. you'd only done this a few other times (in daylight, mind you), and how he did this multiple times a day was beyond you.

with the fight in your system to get to peter overcoming the flight as you resisted the urge to look down at the street 13 floors below you, a silent prayer left your lips as you hit peter's window and noticed it still unlocked from when he'd returned earlier.

there was a moment of hesitation, a flash of guilt as you contemplated the insane invasion of privacy it was to enter someone's bedroom window without asking. he hadn’t even noticed you yet, for fucks sake.

the moment passed as you heard peter choke trying to catch his breath.

pulling the window up and nearly falling through, you found him in his bed, the sight utterly gut-wrenching. if peter knew you were there, he didn't show it as he laid there, curled in on himself in fetal position, crying so hard you were sure he wouldn't have a voice tomorrow. you took a step closer, steadying your own breath as you took the view in of the strongest person you knew, spider-man, for fucks sake, choking on his own spit as he had his hands grasped around his damp curls. you watched in horror as he yanked. hard.

it was too much, and you had to intervene. you tried his name a few times, but it seemed peter was far too lost in his own head to notice.

"peter?"

god he can even hear her now. he tugged his hair harder, hoping the pain would drown out the voices.

"peter, please! you're hurting yourself!"

hearing her was one thing, but feeling his dead aunt's hands on his own was a new low. he'd officially fucking lost it.

"no! you're not even real!" peter screamed as he shot up right, the sudden motion catching you off guard and sending you to your ass on the hard ground.

you hit with a soft "oof", and it knocked some sense of reality back into peter as he met your gaze on the ground just below him.

"wh-what? what are you, how did you get in here?" he croaked out, confirming your previous suspicions that he'd shot his voice.

you moved to stand, watching as peter tucked himself small again to make room for you on his bed. it was immediately clear just how embarrassed he felt as he tried to wipe away his tears and snot, smoothing his tussled hair out as you cautiously sat at the edge of his bed.

"it seemed like something was wrong. guessing i was maybe right?" you tried softly, offering him what you hoped came off as empathy rather than pity.

it was hard not to - pity him - in that moment. you hadn't yet seen this part of peter. right now, he wasn't spider-man. he wasn't peter parker, top of his class at ESU. he was a broken boy, pieces shattered and laying out in front of you. you didn't know what was wrong, but from the look on his face, maybe just being here was handing him the first piece he needed to start putting it all back together again.

peter's face crumpled, fresh tears streaking down his cheeks as he launched himself into your lap. the dam broke as he let out wails that chilled down to your bones, broken "i'm sorry"'s filling the air between his gasps.

you didn't know what to do. you didn't know what was wrong. but it didn't matter in that moment as you held him tightly, pulling one of new york's mightiest heroes into your lap fully and cradling him as though he wasn't a 22 year old man. with a hand in his hair to soothe his obviously sore scalp, you whispered soft nothings into peter's ear as he continued to sob, and nothing but unintelligible "sorry"'s left his chapped lips.

you stayed like that for god knew how long, letting him get it all out. you didn't care that his tears were starting to soak through your sleep shirt, or that he was drooling against your arm as he fought to catch his breath. you didn't care. you just cared that he was as safe as he could be in your arms right now, and that he wasn't alone anymore. it broke your heart to see him so hurt. someone who saved you from a man in an alley with nothing but the flick of his wrist and a quick-witted comment, now bawling in your lap and apologizing as if he had been the one to hurt you that day.

after a while, peter eventually began to quiet down, his cries fading into soft sniffles. his once heavy, labored breathing started to even out as he used his remaining energy to match the deep and steady pace you had set out for him long ago.

soon, it settled even further, and you looked down to see a sleeping peter parker collapsed across your lap. you smiled at the sight, relieved to see his body finally relaxed. with the upmost caution, you shifted so that peter was laying back on his bed, and tucked his blanket gently around him. reaching up to brush some of the matted, sweaty hair from off his forehead, you gave a soft smile before you went to stand, but a hand landed gingerly on your wrist, causing you to turn back.

"don't go. please." it was so broken that it made tears spring in your eyes.

"i'm not going anywhere, pete. just grabbing a few things quick, okay?"

with a soft hum and the return of his steady breathing, you got up to get some supplies: a cold rag, some meds and a glass of water to soothe the headache you knew would be there in the morning, spidey-healing be damned.

you returned to sit next to him, covering his face as gently as possible with the rag. he hummed quietly, leaning into your touch as you wiped away the hours of tear tracks that had eroded his cheeks like a river does the land. you tossed the cloth to his dirty bin, tensing as you decided on your next move.

fuck it. you'd already broken in to his literal house.

you climbed into bed next to him, shimmying your way under the covers and molding yourself against his warm, tired body. he accepted immediately, arms finding their way around your waist and letting out a content sigh as your head laid on his chest. you smiled, noticing his heart rate had finally returned back to normal.

more unknown time had passed, this time much more serene than the last lost chunk of time. you'd thought he was fully out, feeling yourself pulled under the same lull before peter's voice quietly cracked through a whisper.

"it's my aunt's birthday today."

you moved your head to look up at him, your own eyes welling as you noticed the tears in his.

peter hadn't talked about her much. you only knew that she was gone and that he loved her wholeheartedly. he flickered down to meet your gaze before looking away again, and you began to draw comforting patterns over his chest in an encouragement to continue.

"i... i lost her last year. it was my fault, i... i-i couldn't-" he was cut off by his own choked sob, and you crawled further up the bed to hold him tighter, more properly.

"shh, hey. it's okay, peter. it wasn't your fault." you didn't know what had happened, but you knew there was no way in hell this was on him.

peter shuttered an exhale as he buried his face in your neck, newly wet cheeks smushed against your warm skin. "it's her birthday. and... and for the first time, she's just not here."

his voice was barely audible towards the end, and you held him even closer at the admission. you rubbed his back and exaggerated your steady breaths for him to mimic again as you laid there with him, allowing him to simply not be alone with this.

"i'm sorry i kept you up. i'm sorry i didn't come to dinner. i'm sorry about all of this." peter sounded like he was eight years old again.

you pulled back slightly, just enough to meet his eyes. "peter, please. you don't have to apologize to me. thank you so much for telling me."

his eyes wavered in your gaze before he dropped it, nestling his head back against you with a quiet, "okay". your hand found his hair again, the other still firmly planted on his back.

"can i ask you a question?" he just hummed in acknowledgment.

"what was your favorite thing about her, pete?"

[koiagain]

bro this site is fucked You can genuinely say White people shouldn’t be racist point blank and people will start harassing u 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[stitchedspider]

Drawing The Spot every day until Beyond The Spider-Verse releases - Day 1044

[vibee2001]

This deleted movie scene is so crazy wtf 🫪🫪🫪

[fadwafamilys-blog]

My little boy, Mohammed, is only 5 years old.

A short time ago, he underwent surgery on his foot. We hoped the operation would finally end his pain, but our reality in Gaza has made his suffering begin again.

Living in a tent without proper care, nutrition, or medicine has caused the pain in his foot to return. Every day he cries because it hurts to walk, and my heart breaks because I cannot afford the treatment he needs.

As a mother, watching my child suffer while I am powerless is one of the hardest things I have ever faced. We are struggling not only to buy his medicine but even to provide enough food for him.

Fadwa from Gaza: Restore Abdullah and Mohammad's Home

My name is Fadwa, speaking from a tentside life in Gaza where my family has been since our home was bombed. For two and a half years, I have

If you are reading this, please don't look away. Your kindness—whether through a donation or by sharing our story—could help Mohammed get the treatment he urgently needs and give him the chance to smile without pain again.

Thank you for standing with my family. ❤️

[signanothername]

Peepaw so old he’s rusty af

[signanothername]

Decided to adjust the coloring a bit to make the rust pop out more

[creatingblackcharacters]

Where's that Zack Fox tweet about how a white man murders his family and gets a happy photo, but Black men go to jail for marijuana and get a whole mugshot plastered in the media 😭 bc what the hell type picture is this.

[atracaelum]

It happens EVERY time

[animentality]

[remix-fandom]

I wish yuri was real in myth of the machine

anyways-

there something poetic about historian x someone who was apart of history

sad gay music (please listen to madds buckley)

I wish I had more to say about them, but we’re still learning about Shelly and idk if chalice will play a major role in myth. But I’m proud of theses, so… here *yuri*

[aubobbies]

"Domestic Marketing"

(PT. 3) of my Trans-Spamton "Red Suit" comics

[PT. 0] [PT. 1] [PT. 2]

Hello! I hope you all enjoyed the chapter and thank you all for your patience :3 as you can see, it's MUCH longer than the previous parts, but I gave myself the deadline of the end of this month, and thankfully I was able to hit it (phew! although it did take a few dozen late nights and one all-nighter). The idea of this part spawned with the line that Spamton NEO has at the end of his pacifist boss fight when he says, "I'M FINALLY GONNA BE A BIG SHOT!!! HERE I GO!!!! WATCH ME FLY, [MAMA]!!!!" and that spawned a lot of questions for me. like does he have a mom? does he have a family?? In the previous comic chapter, Spamton mentions that the "people back home aren't really keen on change," so it felt only natural to explore what that might look like "domestically". I was a little hesitant to give the comic a "dead mom" figure, but then I considered how Chapter 2's dark world is intrinsically tied to the Holidays and how Carol and Rudy might've influenced Spamton's own parental figures (i.e. Carol's pressure to succeed due to a strong family image and Rudy's sickness) Ultimately although I feared it'd be cliche, I think I tried my best lol and I think it's pretty good! And! On the topic of quality, I wanted to thank my good friend Nix (sharpie.dust on Insta) who helped with the background flats for the comic. It allowed me to focus a lot more on the character acting and background lineart, which was absolutely instrumental to enhancing the quality of the piece (and likewise, the audience immersion). Give them some love if you've got Instagram, I deadass don't think I could've done it without them. Also shoutout to Canele, 3musketears, funtergeist, kiwipineappleparasol, mickeycfs, mountainyeti, and gabberdraw for being my emotional support on various streams and calls as I finished this chapter. You da best <3 and deadass kept me from spiraling into madness Next part will likely be the last part of this series. I am a bit burnt out and I do have to focus on some other projects and zines for a hot second, so I might give it a few weeks before I work on the finale. Still, I hope I gave you some nice TransSpamton/Spamtenna food to chew on <3

[arospec-bard]