Hello Folks,

Recently their has been a lot of discussion surrounding the decision of the BDS movement to call for a boycott of Standing Together. Today we released a statement composed by members of the Palestinian Leadership of the movement. I welcome everyone to read the statement and share with others. The decision by BDS was disappointing to many of us, but this is the time to reaffirm our values: our commitment to changing Israeli society, building Jewish-Arab solidarity, stopping the war, and ending the occupation.

Here is the statement on Twitter:

https://x.com/omdimbeyachad/status/1752394061414109315?s=20

“We are proud to organize Palestinians and Jews together, we stand by our movement, our strategy, and our theory of change, and we will continue to organize until we are all equal and free.”

Also on Instagram:

My favorite part of the fourth movie, lol. I think I'm also starting to like dramatic soft shading more now.

HBD SAPERSTEINS CEO @nygleskas!!! you know their 1 on 1 hangouts would go crazy

Happy CLAMP day!!!

Happy birthday to them!!!!!

I didn't think I was gonna make it but I rushed it in the past day and a half

Gonna start the trc reread later

Valentine set II: The Damsel

Ending off my series of the tadc cast with Kaufmo (even though he never technically appeared non-abstracted.)

Day 10: Love of my life

@flufftober

Remember when Garmadon was like. A monster but not a monster

the most wholesome thing is seeing that the wholesome post blog runner is probably one of the nicest people ever :3 i’m generally Terrified of sending asks especially to a blog that Does Things like this but seeing you talk in the tags instead of just reblogging and moving on makes you seem very friendly and approachable !!!! and i hope u know i appreciate that :] i hope you have a wonderful day and both sides of your pillow are always cool and that if you see a random cat on the sidewalk it won’t run away from U ♡

woah, META-WHOLESOME!! thank ya for the compliment, i try my best to carry out those kinds of traits i value!!!!! i’m SUPER super glad that ya did!!! THANK YOU THANK U!! always appreciating how much of an impact this lil blog has on top of appreciating u for sharing as much with me :-)

it’s always a TRIP getting to hear that something i do that i wasn’t even really mindfully doing makes all the difference?? i’m just really, REALLY grateful for all the different kinds of posts that get sent my way and seeing cool + uplifting + sentimental + OVERALL WHOLESOME posts that i express my thanks + ramble a bit in the tags haha !!

i ALSO hope you have as terrific of a day as you’re able to! and i hope you’ll enjoy seeing more posts pop up!

AND YOU’LL NEVER BELIEVE but i got new pillow cases like a week ago THAT DO JUST THAT! AND THERE’S A NEW CAT ON THE STREET WHO HANGS OUT WITH ME SOMETIMES (i’ve been planning to see if he has a microchip, but i know for a fact that the neighbors who feed all the stray cats on our street already have a cage + are well-versed in TNR, so i’ve been thinking about asking them first because the thought that someone could be out there looking for their pal is enough for me to “do it scared”) !! SO THANK U NOT ONLY FOR THE SWEET SENTIMENTS BUT ALSO FOR THE UNEXPECTED HILARITY OVER THE FACT THAT THEY’VE COME TRUE???

Sometimes I think about posting the one meme which goes "I want to ____ you" and see what your muses fill it in with for my muses but knowing my muses, I can already foresee an army of "kick" "beat" and "kill" <- in that order

Joel doing the deal with Lee, part 1 of 3

inktober day 19- ponytail

2023 Advent: Day 8

This was a lil idea that came to me at some point during the year. I honestly don't remember what inspired it but i've had a note on my phone for months that just said "idea: sugar daddy demands thank you fuck". No clue where it came from or when but here we go, have some writing about it.

Warnings: Sugar daddy! Gwil, and he's kinda mean about it 👉👈, backyard sex,so i guess minor exhibitionism, oral sex (m receiving), face fucking, a touch of humiliation

Everything you had right then was from Gwilym. The bathers you wore, the necklace around your throat, the drink you were holding. All of it he’d given you. And of course, you were lounging by his pool, relaxing in the sun while he was on a call inside. He liked having you around, even when he had work to deal with, knowing you were waiting for him, knowing he could call on you the moment his meetings were finished. You didn’t mind either. Sitting around a pool in the middle of the day, cocktail in hand, was clearly better than most else you could be doing. Certainly beat working or studying. It was really very lucky you’d met Gwil when you had, with your useless degree and skint bank account. He’d taken pity and bought you a few drinks and you’d thanked him by going home with him. Not that you didn’t want to – he was hotter and more interesting than any of the guys you’d slept with at uni. You let him call you a slut and tell you when to cum, and the next day he admitted he wasn’t looking for anything serious but he liked fucking you, so he offered to buy you breakfast and let you thank him for it. He made it clear what he wanted. Company from someone capable of following his instructions. You just wanted things you didn’t have to spend you own money on and easily agreed to his proposition. Of course, you paid for them in other ways.  

When Gwil joined you outside he was in boardshorts, a beer in one hand, his other hidden behind his back. You perked up at that. It meant he had something for you, and you were keen to see just what he’d bought you this time. So you looked up demurely as his tall frame blocked out the sun, ready to play whatever roll he wanted in return for the gift.   “Got you something, princess” he said with a smile, placing his beer aside and holding out a small red box.  “Jewlery?” you asked sweetly, not recognising the box. You’d had, however, picked up on the choise of pet name and suspected his call hadn’t gone as well as he might have liked. Princess was usually a sign he wanted to vent some frustration.   “Open it.”  You did, nearly dropping it as you spotted the shiny silver keys.  “A car? Oh my god Gwil.”  “Brand new model. Just delivered. We can take it for a spin later.”  There was implication in his promise but you were so surprised by such a huge gift that you completely forgot what was expected, jumping up to hug him as you said, “Thank you, Gwil, thank you so much. You really didn’t have to; I can’t believe it. Thank you.”  Gwil grimaced disapprovingly as he gently pressed you back onto your seat, “Princess, you know that’s not how I like you to show appreciation.”  You nodded, already realising your lapse, “I know, daddy, I’m sorry. It’s just so amazing I wanted to tell you how much I love it and-”  “Princess.” His tone was warning as he cut you off, clearly losing patience.   You didn’t mind it if he was a little annoyed – he got rough when he was ticked off and that was fun – but you didn’t want to push him too far and risk ruining things, risk not being gifted cars, “Sorry daddy, should we go inside so I can thank you properly?”  Gwil stared you down for a moment before he began undoing the tie on his pants, “I don’t think we need to go anywhere.”  You felt yourself warming as you glanced around at the neighbours houses, “Really? Here?”  “Oh don’t worry, I’ll let you thank me inside too. You’ll do a lot of thanking in a lot of different ways for such a big gift. But, it’s become clear that my princess doesn’t know when it’s appropriate for her to talk. I think you need a lesson in how to be quiet and show some fucking respect. So we’ll start out here.” 

You weren’t surprised when he tugged you to him, able to see him getting harder as he demeaned you, but still you let out a little gasp at his tighter than expected grip.   He didn’t loosen up though, intent on pulling your mouth to his cock, making sure you understood what he wanted. You were quick to try and rectify your mistake, summoning up spit and wrapping your lips around his length with a small moan. You knew he’d like that, that it would redeem you a little. And he did, if the jolt of his hips was anything to go by. Or perhaps that was his apparent annoyance because he didn’t let up. Gwilym didn’t seem to have any intention to let you blow him the way he usually did. He didn’t hold himself still to give you time to adjust. Didn’t encourage you to stroke and lick and tease him the way he usually liked. You had to grab onto his thigh as he pushed his shaft deeper, seeking out the back of your throat and rutting into you when you gagged in surprise.   “Take it.” he said, voice low and gravelly and all the more menacing for it, fucking your mouth until saliva dribbled over your lips. When he pulled himself out you were panting for air, a sting of spit still attached to his cock. He guided your hand to his cock as he bent down a little, tilting your chin up so he could look you in your watery eyes, “I own your holes. I’ve bought them a hundred times over with every little thing I’ve ever given you. So you’re going to keep quiet and take what I give you.”  “Yes daddy,” you managed to get out, trying to focus on stroking him so he wouldn’t get madder.  Gwil looked at you for a moment, his thumb ran over your wet bottom lip, “I want you to ask for it.”  “What?”  “Well, this is in return for the fucking car I just gave you, isn’t it? It's what you want to give me in return, so you can tell me that.”  You’d anticipated he might want to humiliate you a little as soon as he’d called you princess, but the combination of it and the suggestion that you’d disappointed him had you on the verge of tears. So your voice shook as you said, “Please use me daddy.”  It must not have been enough because Gwil just stood up straighter and staired you down, surprisingly intimidating even with his cock in your hand.  “Please fuck my throat daddy. I want to thank you.”  “Okay, princess, because you asked so nicely.” Gwilym smiled as he grabbed the back of your hair, directing you back down over his cock. 

i've spent hours this weekend trying to find a good name for a main character in a book im conceptualizing, and notably

this is not a book im actively working on and in fact one im trying not to actively work on because i have another book i want to finish first

this is a main character i completely forgot was a main character for, like, the last six months

this is the CMC adaptation so famously this character already exists and has a name

im making them nonbinary and have decided they hate the first name they were given so i just gave myself this extra work to do just for fun

they have multiple actual names in the source material and i have been consistently referring to them by the second given name, which is the name i will be using for them at the end of this book and in the two followup books!

i just realized that i couldn't refer to them by this name at the start of book 1, and just using a descriptive title like i had planned would be pretty confusing for a reader, so now i'm trying to decide what name they would have chosen for themselves as a bratty, punk, nb teen

if i finally decide on a name, nothing happens except i write it down and forget about it for another year

7 snippets, 7 people

Tagged by @oh-no-another-idea! Thank you!

Rules: Post 7 snippets and tag 7 people

I have so, so many wips so here are seven snippets from seven different works lol

1. mirror-born [original]

Once she’s changed, she sits down in front of the mirror and ghosts her hands over the makeup products before her. One by one, she puts herself together, until the only reflection staring back at her is ‘Tala.’ Dark red lips and sharp-winged eyeliner, the tiniest bit of blush, nothing too heavy for an uncomplicated, everyday look. The yellow eyes of a royal. Her long hair allowed loose at her back for lack of much physical work to be done. Beautiful and perfect. A princess. The crown princess. Isidora smiles Tala’s smile into the mirror. Sits straight, hands clasped in her lap. It’s second nature by now, really, but it never hurts to make sure she hasn’t lost her touch.

2. dear friend, do you hear? [enstars x twewy]

Kohaku is exhausted. Exhausted and sore, which he didn’t think was possible when he’s dead, but here he is, aching down to his bones, legs struggling to keep him standing. He doesn’t let himself drop, no matter how they scream at him. He has to stay standing, he has to move, because Aira is just a few steps away but too, too far and shuddering, heaving, sobbing into his hands and Kohaku wants to—he wants— He doesn’t know what he wants to do, but he knows he never wanted Aira to be hurt like this.

3. sk8 pov outsider (again!)

Reki rubs the back of his neck. “Sorry, that was uncalled for.” Maki shrugs. “It’s fine. I’m not bothered.” He really isn't. “I asked him out a few times,” Reki tells him. “He didn’t get it, so I stopped. I like being his friend so, it’s not like a big deal or anything, but… You know, sometimes, I think, like, maybe? But then it passes and he’s just normal again and I feel like I imagined it. It’s just kind of… tiring.” Maki frowns. He doesn’t like the look on his face or his tone, self-deprecating, maybe even bitter. “I know I don’t have much of a leg to stand on here, but if it’s any consolation, I think he likes you a lot.” Reki just sends him a wry smile. “Yeah. But only as a friend, I think.”

4. see this ruin through [original]

“Would you slow down, for the love of the Blaze!” Kane Hauer griped, glaring at his unfairly tall and long-legged companion as they made their way through the Light Palace’s bustling courtyard. He tried very hard to maintain his elegant gait, but Aleksey Volkov had a way of forcing him to break his composure. “I’m not even jogging,” Aleksey retorted, though he did slow his pace long enough to allow Kane to catch up. He then returned to his normal walk and laughed loudly when Kane let out a harsh noise from behind him. It was only his need to maintain his noble image that kept him from swearing loudly at him. Aleksey, on the other hand, was known to be eccentric, and thus he had no problem acting as he pleased. “Your walk is my jog,” Kane said through gritted teeth. “That’s your problem, not mine. Ah, Theo! Lyssa!” Aleksey was quick to abandon Kane as he spotted the two familiar figures conversing by the center stage. They whipped their heads around at the sound of his voice and excitedly waved them over. Aleksey grinned, thinking they looked a bit similar with their light-toned hair and bright smiles; though, he would never dare insult Lyssa by saying she had more than surface similarities with their ‘free-spirited’ second prince.

5. capman reki au

His fingers were shaking, trembling around his phone. The screen went dark with inactivity and he saw himself in its reflection, wide-eyed and blurry and terrified. Was that how he looked against Adam? He hunched over, feeling sick all of a sudden. In the corner of his eye, a big, dark figure appeared at his side. Anyone else would have flinched or worse, but he was used to this sudden appearance. In fact, it calmed him a bit, though not enough to make him relax. “Reki,” said Tanaka lowly. They didn’t touch him, but he thought he could sense their hand hovering just over his back. Tanaka was here as themself today, he recalled, not as a capman. “Do you want me to get your friends?”

6. doubt the game [khr oc]

Lambo freezes. “You’re Katou-san?” He blinks. “That’s my name.” “Fuuta-nii won’t shut up about you!” Lambo exclaims, feeling anger rise in him again. “It’s all ‘Katou-san this’, ‘Katou-san that’ and I came all the way here to see why and I don’t see why! You look like nothing! Who even are you?” Katou stares at him, shocked. “Did—did you just say I look like nothing?” “It’s true,” Gokudera says.

7. empty beginnings (or: I Became The Guide NPC in a BL Dating Sim) [enstars]

He stared down at you, cheek propped on the knuckles of one hand from his spot atop the pile of broken time. In his other hand dangled an hourglass, the top almost completely run out. “You couldn’t be satisfied with this one either?” he sighed. You pushed upwards against your hands. Stood, shakily. “No,” you said firmly. “Never.” With your one good eye, you stared over his shoulder at the pictures flying behind his back. You couldn’t stop. It was so small; if you looked away, surely, you would lose it again. The time ran out and, just like its predecessors, the hourglass immediately shattered. Glass and sand fell between his fingers, slipping to join the wreckage below.

Tagging if you want to do this: @lizhly-writes @juruna-yudja @indy-gray @birthday-of-music @highonairtm @internetslice @mirrortouchedsea

regarding the last post i think its so important as you become an adult especially.. like u cant afford to ditch a friendship just because they do one thing that kind of annoys u sometimes or because u disagree on shit that doesnt matter. its easy to replace friends when ur in school but once you get into the "real world" its difficult to meet ppl you really connect with. and the longer you hold onto relationships and the more youre able to get over the speedbumps that being a human interacting with other humans inevitably generates the deeper your connections and the stronger yours bonds will become