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any advice for picking fun and vibrant colour palettes that still feel true/recognizable to an object/setting/character's base colours? something about intense lighting?

I've been asked about how I choose my colors by a lot of people and I finally sat down and made a whole ass youtube video about it!

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.

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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

Was looking for a book today when I saw these various animal books all on the same shelf and noticed their titles made a nice little impromptu poem about veterinary medicine

ranmaru is VERY ashamed to go and buy makeup but unfortunately his lip tint has a very heartbreaking quality of running out. it wouldn't be as bad if he could order it from a website but the tint was so loved and used that the shade name rubbed off completely so ranmaru HAS to go to the cosmetic store to try to find it and he dresses up hiding himself as much as he possibly can: hoodie, cap, sun glasses, face mask, literally everything he can think of

and then ranmaru walks into the store only to spot tokiya not trying to hide himself at all and standing in the skincare section almost having a breakdown over the fact that his favourite cleanser was discontinued

her! or at least, my design of her !

max is actually so chill it’s so funny. like ok yeah ladybug i promise i won’t gaf about akumas unless you call me have fun with chat noir! oh you called me? time to pause chess dot com and do my job perfectly! here’s your portals. yeah no thoughts on your situationship. yes i did see you bridal carry each other like 5 times in the last two minutes. no i am not interested in bridal carrying either of you that’s really unnecessary markov tells me there’s 583738283 other more extremely normal ways to prevent their superhero partners from slipping and falling. wait why is this akumatized girl so into my mom

Married Ladynoir dump

hey my tumblr works sometimes. for the times when it doesn't, here's the entire collection on patreon

amelie must have been used to men like Colt, right? it doesn’t take an Emilie of the world to know pompous, rude, arrogant men. they’ve crowded their father’s study since she was old enough to have that heavy mahogany door slammed in her face, once catching her finger in the jamb. on top of that, their father was one. they’re all over history, these evil-rooted men, and their caricatures riddle all of the books amelie reads—the irony there, however, is that they usually have a satisfyingly grim end. a comeuppance.

I think she’d learn quickly—too quickly—that was saved her all of those years under the GDV roof was her status as an heiress, a daughter, a backup to her sister, the rumors said. a wife, however? that’s owned. dowry, land, bonds, your allegiance and duty and subservience is no longer to a family with roots but a man with a fist and a lineage to build.

you can’t sell off your daughter with bruises mapping her body, but no one blinks when the wife blames her fatigue and soreness on pregnancy troubles, or when she wears long sleeved shirts. that’s modesty—what a good wife! the prized pig get sold to market.

so I think there’s an early version of amelie fathom who dared to talk back. who, thanks to her sister, knew how to quip. amelie is quick witted and sharp, after all. and I think that’s where my mind goes, that moment before she’s first hit. you never expect it, sometimes you’re ironically smiling, like you’ve actually won. and then your ear is ringing and there’s bile in your throat and if this is real, why isn’t she in her body anymore? weightless, floaty, like when her and emilie would hang their heads upside down from tree branches.

The Stranger has that quote like, the best thing the condemned can hope for is that the blade doesn’t fail the first time. I think she suffers that long, protracted death. I think a lot about that moment, the last one where she thinks she might be able to handle Colt.

twisting and bitturning