Dick: Hey Bart! How’s It Hanging?

adhd executive dysfunction sucks bcuz im just sitting there and my brain is like

YOU ARE WASTING TIME YOU ARE WASTING TIME YOU ARE WASTING TIME YOU ARE WASTING TIME YOU ARE WASTING TIME YOU ARE WASTING TIME YOU ARE WASTING TIME YOU ARE WASTING TIME YOU ARE WASTING TIME YOU ARE WASTING TIME

no work done no rest gained. literally no point of this at all

(to everyone who reblogged, donate and share @olagaza's initiative!)

Hey shout out to those gay coded genshin characters who used to be childhood friends and had a falling out and ended up on opposite sides of the law and both of them don't know how to tell the other that the only thing they want is to watch the fireworks together one last time

🕊️ Please Take a Moment to Read Nadin’s Story

My name is Nadin. I never imagined I would write something like this. I’ve always been someone who kept her worries quiet, someone who believed that even the hardest days could be endured with patience and faith. But right now, I am reaching out — not because I want to, but because I need to.

I am a wife, a mother, and one of many women in Gaza trying to survive days that feel like they have no end. There was a short time — a brief ceasefire — where we thought things might start to heal. Where the sound of war faded for just long enough to let us breathe. But that moment is gone now, and the fear has returned louder than before.

My days are filled with uncertainty, and my nights with prayer. We have lost so much. Our home was damaged, our sense of safety taken from us. But through all of this, I try to keep going. I try to hold on to what little peace I can create with my hands, my words, and my love.

I am not asking for much. Just a little help to keep our lives from falling further apart. To fix the small things — a cracked wall, a leaking roof, the pieces of daily life that help us hold on to dignity.

This campaign isn’t just about survival. It’s about holding on to what makes us human in a place that keeps trying to take that away. It’s about showing my daughter — even though I won’t mention her name here — that the world didn’t forget us.

If you’ve ever felt powerless in the face of suffering, please know that even the smallest gesture can carry great meaning. A kind word. A shared post. A quiet donation. These things remind us that we’re not alone.

Chuffed

Help Nadin Keep Her Life Stitched Together

My name is Nadin I’m a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza who are trying to hold on — to hope, to our families, to any piece

I am still here. Still holding on. Still believing that people out there — people like you — still care.

Please, if you feel moved, consider supporting or sharing this campaign.

this website’s easy watch. *dangles a bunch of greek gods like keys*

hello everyone and welcome to the ao3 down group therapy session

the times ahead will be hard but we will get through this together

Could you do a tweet about pigs flying and having a Leaguer (maybe Nightwing?) getting confused

I really enjoyed reading these tweets. They’re really good :))))

Thank you!

Bonus:

Submissions and asks are open! If you have any requests or any fake tweets of your own just send them in! I will answer your ask or credit you, if you are anonymous I will credit ‘anonymous’. Any that are uncredited or don’t have an ask attached are my own.

Suggestions for backround characters to reply to tweets are also welcome! Please Include a username, display name, what city they’re in (do I know what superhero they may see in their day to day life) and a general personality like how they’d react to things. Nothing too complicated plz, it’s hard enough to remember the seven or so I made up already but I need a bit more diversity lol.

‏, I am Hazem and these two children, my nephews and sisters, "Majdi and Essam, their condition, and all Gaza families are very difficult, they have no ingredients for life, no medicine, no food, no health, no education, nothing but death, destruction and hunger. I appeal to all those who see my campaign to stand by my family, whether by donating or sharing the story with your friends to collect an amount that helps my family get out of Gaza safely, this video before the attack on Rafah 💔🍉😔😔😔

10£ may seem small

But ‏ your contribution helps save the life of an entire family suffering from the threat of genocide, repeated bombing, and displacement in Gaza. Hand in hand, we put hope and a smile back on my family’s face Please donate now 🙏

gofundme.com

Donate to HELP HAZEM'S FAMILY ESCAPE TO SAFETY, organized by Saif Melhem

Hello, my name is Saif, a Palestinian living in Jordan, and I am reaching out for … Saif Melhem needs your support for HELP HAZEM'S FAMIL

But never let me die without a struggle and without acclaim

Tang bo return au inspired by ge's and azu1as Tangchung arranged marriage au

Something Something happens and chung myung ends up needing to be (faked) married for a short awhile so the tang family offers the hand of a distant tang cousin who's been making waves in the cultivation world and getting stronger during the last 3 years (*note that this is after cm is 21 ) who seems to REALLY hate the demonic cult and the great sects who won't meet each other until the wedding day

Now on the outsider pov we have people up and down making sure everything is doing good on said wedding night , and it is ..... except for the fact that said wedding grooms seem to be late for THEIR OWN WEDDING

Thankfully the mount hua disciplines see their youngest coming, not so Thankfully he's coming covered in blood dragging a (dead or unconscious ? ) demonic cult member and all of you are worrying about the poor groom who doesn't deserve to be tied down to this heart attack inducing menace ,except the groom ALSO Shows up covered in blood dragging a (also dead or unconscious ?! ) body without a care in the world, then all of you see your youngest FREEZE at the site of him as if he saw the dead coming back to life he did

And the tang groom freezes too and whispers in awe and confusion " taoist hyung-nime!? "

The crazy bastards proceed to drop the bodies and launch at each other with desperation

And all of you are hit with a horrible gut feeling that this isn't going to be a "fake" wedding after all .

being a self-taught artist with no formal training is having done art seriously since you were a young teenager and only finding out that you’re supposed to do warm up sketches every time you’re about to work on serious art when you’re fuckin twenty-five