Happy 15th Anniversary everyone!!! I've been cooking this up for a couple weeks now, I wanted to finish it last night and post it this morning but ah well. Hopefully see you guys for the 20th!!!

My first piece of JRWI Riptide fanart? 119 episodes later? Very likely

WIKIPEDIA IS 25 TODAY MAKE SOME NOISE!!!!!!!!!!!! [Their celebration article here]

there is not NEARLY enough noise on this post !!! CELEBRATE ITS BIRTHDAYYYYYY

we are the flippalings please feed us

the thing is that i actually do enjoy romance in fiction but i also believe that romance-repulsed aros have the right to complain that NOTHING is made for them except maybe kids media. once you start to realize how pervasive romance is in every sector of society it's impossible to ignore. like you remember when there were barely any gay shows on television and straight people expected us to be grateful for the one gay side character on a network show? that's exactly how it feels with romance all the time. i want to see media created by adults for adults that doesn't involve romance anywhere in the plot. i want to see characters (main characters!!!) not want romance and not be treated as broken or crazy. i want a world where my romance-repulsed friends aren't confined to kids media (and even then, to only a limited selection)

AAAAAA 9HMYGOD OHMYGOD LOOK LOOK AT MY MUTUALS ART LOOK LOOK LOOK LOOK I LOVE IT OH MY GOD MIKUCICLE MESMERIZER MIKUCICLE OH DEAR LORD IM GOING TO FAINT OHMYGOD

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ALWAYS REBLOG WHEN YOU SEE SOMETHING LIKE THIS PLEASE; ITS SO MUCH MORE THAN IMPORTANT TO PEOPLE. IT MEANS EVERYTHING TO SOMEBODY AND EVEN THOUGH YOU MIGHT NOT SEE THIS IN THE SAME LIGHT, SOMEONE MIGHT. INFACT YOU REBLOGGING THIS COULD STOP SOMEONE TAKING THEIR LIFE TONIGHT.

I noticed there isn’t one here for Ireland, so

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last life

EVERYONE needs to see these... STUNNING

Made this gif emoji thing for Mr. Cycle glasses because there rly isn't none around and shit but here it is!! ^^ Ill probably make more later

You can use w/o credit but it's appreciated if you do credit!!

The last moments 😮‍💨

The countdown to the new year brings more brutality in Gaza. Israel is banning thirty-seven aid organizations at midnight, January 1 2026.

Even though the October ceasefire agreement stipulated that 600 trucks of aid must enter Gaza every day, Israel has blocked an average of 300-500 trucks per day. Now Israel is banning aid from all over the world on the basis that these organizations refused to submit lists with detailed information on all of their Palestinian employees.

I know that it's impossible to truly comprehend the enormity of death and destruction in Gaza. We cannot wrap our minds around the numbers of the martyred, injured, displaced, homeless, and starving.

Perhaps simplifying and presenting in fractions might help. Imagine being in a room of 33 people. Half are children. Now imagine an explosion hits. One of those people is dead. Three are disabled by injury. 30 of you discover your homes are destroyed.

Ahmed is one of the children. His home is destroyed, and his family is living in a tent that has been repeatedly flooded by winter storms. They have all been sick for weeks and unable to recover because they cannot afford medicine. He is disabled but there is no treatment left in Gaza. He has only raised €6,131 so far, because only 295 people have donated to him.

In 2025, Ahmed has been forcibly displaced multiple times, making the distance by foot while carrying all of his belongings because his family could not afford fuel. He has been starved and shot at while trying to get food. He has been denied access to clean water for months. He has been kept up with gunfire, floods, and illness.

Now Israel is banning aid organizations. Every time aid is blocked, the price of supplies soars. Price gouging reaches incomprehensible levels as dying people pay anything for enough food to survive another day.

Please, please help Ahmed (@ahmedaldani333) and his family escape. Things are going to get worse in the new year, and I fear deeply for him and his family.

With the arrival of the New Year, everyone is happy, watching television, feeling warm and safe, and eating sweets. But here in Gaza, we are sad, cold, hungry, tired, and sick because we have no basic necessities. We have no healthy food, no bread, and no safe place to live. We are sitting in our completely torn tent, without a roof. It's about to collapse because its poles are broken, and the weather today is bitterly cold and harsh.

We need your help. Please donate so we can repair our tent, buy healthy food and medicine, and escape this suffering. Please, please, help us and donate to us.

Please help in whatever way you can!

Please help Ahmed and his family with their vetted campaign

You know Ahmed’s story already, and you know you can help by reblogging + donating. Happy new year 🎈

Bring Ahmed some hope for the new year. Every donation counts.

please donate

Winter is still raging, friends. Our tent is about to come ripped off and fall on our heads because the wind is so strong today, and the rain is heavy and relentless. It has soaked our clothes, bedding, and all our belongings.

We are sitting in our tattered tent, feeling cold and sick because the rain is pouring down on us. We are heartbroken because we don't know what to do as we watch our tent and all our things sink and be destroyed before our very eyes. Please, friends, help us by donating so we can repair our tent, buy medicine, and get blankets to protect us from the cold. Please help us by donating and don't leave us. Please donate to us.

The flooding is extremely dangerous, please give what you can to help Ahmed and his family survive

Please, friends, help us by donating and don't abandon us. Our suffering in Gaza is increasing with the closure of the crossings and the renewed halt to aid deliveries. We are still suffering from the cold because our tent is destroyed and we haven't been able to repair it yet. We are feeling unwell because our tent is damaged and we don't have blankets to protect us from the cold. Winter hasn't stopped for a week. Please help us by donating and don't leave us to suffer. Please, friends, donate to us.

WHOA!!!!! i love my friends' ocs

Reblog to let your friends know you love their ocs

Transphobes can die mad 🤷🏻

A closer look because these ladies deserve to be appreciated 💓

they won't tell you this in therapy but sometimes the best way to stop catastrophizing/anxiety is to interrupt your spiraling with "girl what the hell are you talking about"

It's not a cure but you have no idea how many times this image has helped me with my OCD

On sonic images that help with mental health, this one genuinely helped me more than i would like to admit

When trans women are mocked and made into jokes in the media, I get very upset, and I am often told “Kay, you can’t go through life getting offended every time someone makes a joke.” And I sputter and object but they don’t hear me. So I want to be clear for once, about why the jokes make me angry.

I learned to hate myself for being transgender before I knew I was transgender. I laughed at the jokes in stand up comedy routines, and prime time sitcoms, and animated comedy shows, and in the movies, and in books, and in games, laughing at trans women for existing, about “men in dresses”, about people who “got their dicks chopped off”, and I learned to think that was worthy of ridicule.

And then a day came when I felt a pang of envy at what my female classmates were wearing and I repressed it, and felt guilty, and a day where I felt incomplete because I had no breasts and I repressed it and I felt disgusting And a day when I realized the only images of romance that made me feel anything showed two women together and I repressed it and I felt like a monster And a day when I realized I felt sick when I looked at myself in the mirror after every shower before work and couldn’t bear to look at my own face, and I hated myself. And then there came a day when I hated myself so much, and I thought I could never understand why, and so I just wanted it all to end. And it was just a miracle that I swerved my car back into my lane in time.

And all of it started with a joke that I heard on TV, and then kept hearing from all the voices from the ether, over and over and over, worming an idea into my mind before I was old enough to realize I was absorbing it, the idea that a man in a dress is funny, and that changing your body parts makes you a freak, and that women who have penises instead of vaginas are liars and hurt men. And they’re still making these jokes. And somewhere out there right now, just like all those years ago, there is a little girl in a t-shirt and cargo shorts with buzzed off hair watching the TV, hearing that joke and absorbing it without knowing it, who will someday have to pry herself apart to tear it out of her head, just like I did.

That is, if she doesn’t kill herself first.

I know this is a really heavy post but if you read it and you appreciated it, I’d appreciate it in return if you reblogged it. This is really important to me and I want people to read it and understand it. Thank you.