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YOURRE FAVORED WIZARDE he/it - 20

[sutured-infection]

Cellulose nitrate was used to make dice from the late 1860s until the middle of the twentieth century, and the material remains stable for decades. Then, in a flash, they can dramatically decompose. Nitric acid is released in a process called outgassing. The dice cleave, crumble, and then implode.

From Dice: Deception, Fate & Rotten Luck by Ricky Jay and Rosamond Purcell, 2002.

[jesus-lizard-journal]

hello beautiful

[probablybadrpgideas]

mouldy dice monday?

[crunchabletincan]

there’s nothing there

[plastiboo]

[jareckiworld]

Nikolai Ovchinnikov  -  Bogatyr at the Cross Roads   (oil on canvas, 1989)

[cardo-de-comer]

get ready

[pocketss]

healthcare professional 🫡

[dashamanych]

SHE'S GETTING THAT MAGICIAN AHH

[facelessxchurch]

Also RIP all the other Sanctuary leaders Nef killed at the same time that nobody cares about-

EDIT: Close-up of the red right and with basic colour slapped on top under the cut bc I love Nefarian's red right hand <3

[hellotherediesel]

happy let papyrus say fuck day! i decided to do a remaster of my post from last year

[silverior968]

For your flight can I request Kenspeckle interacting with Dr Nye? I think it would be a very interesting... oh god Nye just got bitch slapped I didn't even think Kenspeckle could reach ?!

Ask and you shall receive! This is my first time drawing Dr Nye, I realized

[First Image ID: A pencil drawing of Kenspeckle Grouse standing on a ladder, slapping Dr Nye in the face, shouting "Stop committing malpractice!" Dr Nye looks miffed /End ID]

Second image ID: A pencil image of Kenspeckle Grouse and Dr Nye wearing a shirt that says "This is our get along shirt". Nye is so tall that Kenspeckle is suspended in the air, looking mad. Dr Nye also looks mad /End ID]

[beigetiger]

Who up thinking about how Kenspeckle told Valkyrie "one day you're going to get hurt and I'm not going to be able to save you" and then a few years later Valkyrie was unable to protect him from the Remnants and he died

[slabime]

heyyy. I'm out of school and I got 93¢ to my name. Commissions Open once more.

my paypal

even if u don't want one sharing this post would be very appreciated :)

information in image written out below the cut:

PRICES

Sketch:

Bust - 10$

Half - 12$

Full - 15$

Colored Sketch:

Bust - 15$

Half - 18$

Full - 20$

Cleaned Lines:

Bust - 20$

Half - 25$

Full - 30$

Color + Shading:

Bust - 30$

Half - 35$

Full - 40$

Will do:

Ocs, Ship art*, nudity, gore, anthro/furry, OC x canon, self insert, n/sfw**, meme redraws, ETC: feel free to ask!!!

Will not do:

complex mech, feral***, complex backgrounds/landscape pieces

extra notes:

*I will not draw incest or child x adult. Do not ask.

**Message me about n/sfw

***I'm not totally unwilling to draw feral, just unconfident in my current abilities ^o^

Backgrounds will cost 20-30$ more depending on what it is. Simple gradient or geometric BGs come with no extra cost, just let me know what you'd like :)

[venerable-thief]

I am a huge fan of retiring to my quarters

[somethingusefulfromflorida]

In this economy you'll be lucky to retire to your nickels

[quinnception]

[eng-fayez-1]

We’re still starving… Please don’t look away.

This is not just a photo. This is Gaza. This is our reality.

The girl in this image is one of thousands of children in Gaza suffering from severe malnutrition. Her fragile body is a silent scream — a reflection of the hunger, fear, and pain that haunt every corner of our lives.

She could be my daughter. She could be yours.

My name is Fayez, a father of three beautiful children. I live in Gaza, under the unrelenting siege and devastation of war.

Every day, we wake up not knowing if we’ll have food — not even bread or clean water.

The fear of bombs has been replaced by a greater fear: starvation.

I am not afraid to die from the airstrikes anymore. But I am terrified to watch my children die slowly from hunger. To hear them cry at night from empty stomachs, and have nothing to give them — that is a pain no parent should ever bear.

Please, I am begging you — if you are reading this, help me feed my children. Help save their lives. Any donation, no matter how small, can mean a meal, a lifeline, a moment of hope.

Please Donate now:👇👇 👇

Donate to In the Face of War: We Need Your Help to Survive, organized by Elham Abdelrahim

Hello everyone, my name is Elham' Abdelrahim I live in Los Angeles, … Elham Abdelrahim needs your support for In the Face of War: We Need Yo

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Yes, I Will Donate 😭💔

Yes, I Will Reblog 😭💔

Voting ended onMay 29, 2025

💔 Don’t look away. Help us survive.

[eng-fayez-1]

Her name is Alma. She's my little girl. 👧💔

Last night, she went to bed crying from hunger — again. She whispered, “Daddy, I’m hungry...” And I had nothing to give her. Just silence. Just pain. 😔

We are living under siege and starvation. The occupation blocks food and aid from reaching us. There’s no access to clean water, no electricity, and now we are facing a real famine. People especially children are dying from hunger. 🥺🍞🚫

I was injured in the war. But what hurts more is watching my children slowly waste away, while the world turns its face away. 😢🌍

💔 This is not just a message — it's a desperate cry for help. From Gaza… to any human heart that still beats with compassion. ❤️‍🩹

We don’t ask for luxury. We beg for basic survival: A meal 🍲. Clean water 💧. A chance to live 🕊️.

🙏 Please if you can donate. And if you can’t, share this message. Let someone, somewhere, hear us. Before it’s too late. ⏳

Please Donate now:👇👇 👇

Donate to In the Face of War: We Need Your Help to Survive, organized by Elham Abdelrahim

Hello everyone, my name is Elham' Abdelrahim I live in Los Angeles, … Elham Abdelrahim needs your support for In the Face of War: We Need Yo

[abedfamily1994]

My Journey to Escape the War in Gaza

My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.

The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.

Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.

I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.

Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.

I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.

Help Abdelmajed Escape Gaza and Rebuild His Life

My name is Abdelmajed, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Everything I once knew has been taken away—my home, my safety, and the people

Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.

Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.

Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.

Vetted by @gazavetters

[mosabahmad1]

My daughter Lama, with a heart as pure as a flower, carries pain greater than her years. She was injured in the war, and a metal plate was placed in her small hand. But the pain doesn't stop there... She needs care, medicine, food... and we have nothing. No medicine, no food, not even a loaf of bread.

We live under a siege that silently kills us. I beg you, from the depths of my heart... help her if you can, or share this plea so it reaches those with the ability and compassion.

Lama deserves life. Why are you ignoring me? Hasn't it come time for us to take action and stand together against this injustice?

Donat Link

VETTING: #520 on the Gazavetters document)

[bearloonz]

I think I’m in love with you.