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Hello guys i have good news and bad news.

The good news that I'm finally in Egypt now with my youngest brother and the bad news is my mother and my other brother with his wife still in Rafah waiting to evacute to Egypt.

I feel so sad and depressed for leaving them i should stayed and get out together.

please donate to ahmed and his family - he and his brother still have expenses, as well as his family still in rafah!

wdym an average platonic bond cant be deep and meaningful do none of you remember the power of friendship

i have trust in the people.

you’re stuck living with your icon for a month have fun

My friend Mona has asked me to share her story with you all.

Here's the link to the evacuation gofundme. They're very close to their goal. They legitimately only have less than 10k USD left to go before all 9 of them can evacuate.

Hey, nerds! I love drawing maps. Like a lot. But there's no demand for them, so I can only do them in my limited free time. But I've had a hankering to add color...maybe a grid? to these so they could actually be used on the table.

If I continued doing these/colored these up, would any of you be interested in buying physical map copies of these and/or PWYW digital copies of these?

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get bothered loser

More Rime doodles! Nina was thrilled to bits at getting to hang out in an actual bar that wasnt just the ships galley lmao

Tannis (the very cute sweater man in the top left corner) belongs to the super cool dm @coffeecakecafe, and the lyrics that Nina is very enthusiastically singing were written up ON THE FLY by the incredibly talented @bacoj8 who plays the beautiful bard Jasper who is going to single handedly bring sunshine back to the Dales

In honor of Father Kilter “Friday”, here are some old drawings of the Grave Boys from their time on the road. Featuring travel goofs and the first time “the kid” turned into “My Kid” :33

Dead on Revival is a game about @eaudecrow’s Father Kilter, a grave cleric, who encounters a mysterious undead child (mine, who we call Pigeon) who is being forced to carry out someone else’s grisly unfinished business. In the course of finding out how to put Pidge to rest (and trying to keep Kilter’s own curse from catching up with him) the two discovered an ancient contagion threatening to breach containment and must work together to seal it away again once and for all.

laios giving everyone awkward hugs but giving falin the most loving and confident hug ever

the purest form of serotonin is when a cat looks at u and u go like “what?” and it meows at u

like, that is a very unspecific response I still have no idea what you want but I applaud how adorably you meowed all the same, well done

This post led me to reminisce on the nature of cat’s meowing, and I have a funny story

I befriended a feral cat once who had spent her life in the forest without human interaction. I was worried about her because she had a paw damaged from an old injury and was emaciated but obviously nursing kittens that were hidden away somewhere. It took me weeks of putting out food and sitting across the yard every evening for her to trust me even a little and when she decided we were friends and she expected dinner every night she started coming to my door and trying to call for me in the evening, but she didn’t meow. Why would she? Cats only meow naturally as kittens when their vocal chords/ears aren’t fully developed, adult cats communicate with vocalizations that aren’t audible to humans. She probably tried making noises I couldn’t hear to call me but ended up sticking to the one I always responded to- a horrible yowling growl that she had made at me when we first encountered each other in the forest. Except once we were friends she would make this noise while purring and rubbing affectionately against a nearby tree or the porch railing (because she didn’t want to touch me yet). This understandably freaked my family members out but I was touched that she had taken the time to find a way to basically yell FUCK OFF in an affectionate way.

Fast forward to when she finally trusts me enough to bring her hidden kittens out of the forest to me, long story short I gained their trust and put them in this big pen, that I had previously used to keep chickens in, so they’d be safe and to keep her from having another litter. Except she was already secretly pregnant again! (Fix your pets, guys, they make SO many babies) and ended up having her new babies in this pen. I kept my distance, sitting on the outside once they were born until she seemed comfortable enough to let me come inside. The kittens were a bit wild, hissing viscously at me as soon as they opened their eyes, but they warmed up to me. There were four of them and soon they all wanted to be the center of attention during the twice daily play sessions. I’d be playing with one and another would meow insistently behind me and I’d immediately answer them and give them love, teaching them that humans could be friends that answer their needs- making them adoptable once they were weaned. Mama cat (Artie) would just watch me play with them, and I guess she was doing some thinking because one day when they were about a month old I was playing with them and one meowed behind me. I was confused because I hadn’t realized there was a kitten behind me and when I turned, there wasn’t. The only cat there was Artie looking at me really intensely. I turned back around to the kittens and I heard the meow again, I turned back to Artie and responded in the way I always did with the kittens “yes baby?” And she meowed again in an exact imitation of her kittens! After that she would.not.shut.up. It was like she had cracked some kind of code, meowing for attention and snacks and just to say hi. Her two older kittens, the ones she’d had in the forest, had never meowed at me either but started to once they saw how I responded to their mom. and I find it endlessly fascinating because before that it had never occurred to me that cats only meow at humans because they were taught by other cats to keep meowing past kittenhood because that’s the best way to get a human’s attention.

Imagine befriending some weird giant with the wrong number of legs that you met in the forest who seems nice enough but doesn’t seem to be able to hear you, until your friend explains that all they can understand is fuck off! And I’m a baby give me love!

boys make things nice for urself. make things comforting and homey and nice-smelling in a way u like. boys to clean is to make things nice. u say "sure I have money to buy more stuff but all I need is the bare essentials. quality of life? what's that? I'm in my 20s and I'm going to live forever, my only desire is THE GRIND". boys u too are soft animals and u need the lovely things that are not strictly necessary for survival. and if u don't know what they for u are yet, think about what makes u feel safe, what makes u happy, what would make ur bed your favorite place to sleep, what soap would motivate u to take a bath at the end of the day. do u attain health and routine by force, by beating urself into it? NO. u make the healthy things as lovely for urself as u can. and if someone makes fun of u for that. one thousand years in the crystal prison

Since you guys seemed to really dig the first bunch, here are a few more studies of the kids :>

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My half of an art trade with extremely cool artist friend @puppypresident. This is their Aasimar and Oracle, a descendant of Savras by the name of Anatheia!

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A tale as old as time