✅️ Vetted By @gazavetters ( #309 ) ✅️

i made something to dedicate the blood god himself and something he would do while hes beating up god lol.

🕊️ 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.

𝐬𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 & 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐫 ? ☆💬。[𝐏𝐓. 𝟐]

continuation of this request: " PLEASE write wally clark x male reader !!!! :3 "

a/n: here's part 1 if you haven't seen it yet !! again, TYSMMMMM!!! AGHHH. THIS IS AWESOME. I'M GONNA BE SO FOR REAL, I STARTED THIS LIKE 2 HOURS AFTER I POSTED THE 1ST PART. I JS GOT RLLY RLLY EXCITED IDK. ANYWAYSS. I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS SECOND PARTT!!!

pairing: wally clark x male! reader

warnings: might be slightly ooc idk. other than that, there's none that i can think of atm! :3

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IT'S been a LONG set of years ever since you dying. After your death, Daniel & his shitty friends had gotten caught on camera that showed footage of your murder & were later arrested. You got the closure you needed. The people involved with your death were brought to justice. But you still didn't pass on, for whatever reason.

You were sort of fine with it. That just meant you could spend more time with your mutually ghostly friends. Mostly with Wally. Oh, silly, bright, & ridiculously handsome, old Wally. The first person who helped you adjust to being a ghost. Over that time, you had became fast friends & eventually into best friends.

It was getting particularly lonely without the presence of Sarah after she graduated, but Wally helped you with that too. He was like the human embodiment of a golden retriever & you loved it. You loved him. Love was a strong word. A word you didn't truly understand until meeting Wally. And that word was creating way more definitions than you could've ever imagined when you were talking to him or was just in his presence.

Rhonda, Charley, & Janet could see it from a mile away. But you? You refused to. No way he would be into you like that. Or if he was into boys at all. So - being the stubborn person you are - you pushed those feelings into a cage, locked them up, & threw away the key before throwing the cage into a deep deep pit. You weren't about to lose the most important person in your life that made you feel your best just because of some stupid feelings that totally weren't growing by the second.

Wally had seen you drift off more & more lately. He didn't know exactly what you were constantly thinking about, but he didn't want to pry - being the absolute sweetheart he was. But it had drawn to a line when he saw you with your head in the clouds while you & him were sitting by the bleachers, watching the footballers practice. Well, more like him watching, but you get it. Wally nudges your shoulder, gathering your attention.

" You okay, man? " Wally asks finally. You nod. " Sorry. Just.. been thinking a lot. " You reply. " I can see that. " Wally says, laughing slightly - bringing a slight smile to your lips. There was a slight comforting silence as you faced back forward to the practicing students. Wally shuffles in his feet, his gaze flickering over to you as if he wanted to ask you something but kept second guessing himself.

" Spit it out, Clark. " You chuckle. Wally lets out a sigh of relief. "Right- Uhm. Would youuu like to.. I dunno.. go like.. stargazing tonight. At the rooftop? I uh.. I found a telescope in the science room's closet & just.. thought that you'd like it. " Wally says, stammering slightly. You couldn't help but widen your smile throughout his stammering.

" I don't see why not. It'd be cool. " You shrug awkwardly. The jock beside you brightens. " Cool. Ye-yeah that's- that's- " He says before clearing his throat mid sentence. " Uhm.. yeaha. Cool. " Wally says awkwardly before ultimately deciding to stop talking before he embarrasses himself more with his stammering.

" ... Yeeep... " You say awkwardly back before clearing your own throat. " I should uhh.. go talk with Rhonda, she said she needed to talk with me about something. " You state, standing up off your seat on the bleachers. THAT was a bold faced lie, you needed to go talk with Rhonda because you were internally freaking out over the fact that Wally Clark MAY or may not have asked you out to go freaking STARGAZING.

" Oh- Of course. I'll see you later then?- 7:30?- " Wally asks, fiddling with his hands. " Got nothing better to do. " You smile before walking off. Wally watches you go your way, looking at you adoringly without you even knowing. But that didn't last long because you look back slightly, catching him staring at you but he quickly looks away. You just laugh a little before finally being gone from sight.

God Wally couldn't wait to see that smile again.

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THE rest of the day really just consisted of you having existential crisis - trying to decide if this 'hangout' was a date. You couldn't think too much of it. You & Wally HAVE had hangouts before. This shouldn't be any different.. right?? Don't make it weird. You shrugged off those thoughts, trying to compose yourself as you made your way up to the rooftop since it was just about time to meet up with Wally.

You take a deep breath before pushing the door open, seeing the back of the jock that's been on your mind nonstop all day. You shove your hands into your pockets as you awkwardly make your way over - looking up in awe at the gentle stars that scattered in the night, standing next to Wally. " Hey. " You finally say. Wally looks over to you, smiling at the fact you were here. " Hey. " Wally finally says back.

You both spent around 2 hours just talking & looking at the stars. It felt natural talking with Wally. Maybe that's part of why you loved him. He was just so.. enamoring & comforting to be around to the point you just can't help but be drawn to the guy. God he was everything to you. You couldn't help it. Maybe it was the way he looked at you or you started noticing the small details. Like the way he nibbles on his bottom lip slightly when the silence gets too loud, or the way he'd hum songs by The Police unironically, or the way he looks at you when you even utter a word. Like he's hanging onto every word your saying like it's your last one.

He's so attentive when it comes to you & by god does it make you wanna kiss every inch of his face like your life depends on it.

" You're spacing out again. " Wally says with a slight smile, causing you to blink out of your thoughts - turning towards him. " Sorry- I was thinking about stuff again. " You say awkwardly. " Will you ever end up telling me what exactly that 'stuff' is? " The jock asks teasingly.

" I dunno. Will I? " You answer back jokingly with a smirk, causing Wally to laugh a little. The comfortable silence falls again before Wally looks over at you - taking in your side profile as observantly as possible. You didn't notice.

" ... Hey, Wally..? " You finally say after a while.

" Hm? " He hums back, still looking towards you.

" What would you do if you weren't dead, if you don't mind? " You ask. Wally thinks for a moment.

" ... Honestly, I'd probably end up playing football at college... It's not EXACTLY what I want to do but, it would've made my mom proud. " Wally replies. You tilt your head slightly.

" ... Yeah that's fair. What's the exact thing you wanted to do? If your mom wouldn't have pressured you into doing football? " You ask with a slight smile.

" ... Theatre. It's kind of dumb, but yeah. I've always been sort of into theatre. I wanted to be a director. Direct my own plays & stuff. " Wally shrugs. You just look slightly shocked at this new revelation.

" Really? " You ask again, genuinely shocked still. " Yeah. " Wally chuckles. " Wow. " You say with a smile. " I'm totally gonna use this against you, by the way. " You say jokingly, your smile soon turning into a smirk. " I knew it'd be a mistake telling you. " Wally says back jokingly.

" What about you, though? What would've you done if you were still alive? " Wally asks. You think for a moment.

" ... I would've been coding my way into Game Design. " You reply back after a while. Wally's eyebrows raise at this - almost making the same face you made just a couple of seconds before when he told you what he would've wanted to be. You chuckle slightly at his reaction.

" Yeah. I had an absolute thing for video games. My dad had gotten me Shadow Warrior when I was 5 & it pretty much changed the trajectory of my life. " You say, rubbing the back of your neck as you continued on with your little mini story. Wally hung on to every word - looking at you like you were the most important thing ever.

" ... You would've been great at it. " Wally states, causing you to look over to him again. " Y' think so? " You ask. " Yeah. Would've made a shit ton of awesome games. " He confirms with a grin. You grin back, looking down at your lap - not sure what to say. " ... You would've made a great director. " You say finally. Wally just continues to admire you - a surge of confidence running through him as he inches his hand closer to grab yours.

You notice. And yet you don't say anything. You let his hand rest over yours. You let his finger gently skid across yours before they thread between your fingers. You let him scooch slightly closer to you. You may have scooted closer to him too & you just didn't notice. It felt so.. natural. Like it was always meant to happen.

You finally look over - your eyes going down to both of your intertwined hands & then finally to meet the eyes of the boy you had been so enamored with from the start. You both stare at each other - the only sounds accompanying the both of you were the soft whistle of the wind & the distant sounds of cars driving by throughout the small town.

" Can I kiss you? " The both of you finally say at the same time - catching you both off guard. Wally laughs out. You do too. Then an awkward silence accompanies the two of you. You avert your eyes before looking back at him. " ... Yeah. " You finally say. " What? " Wally questions.

" ... Yeah. You can kiss me. I'm giving you permission. " You clarify. Wally beams almost immediately, shifting his stance a bit to fully face you. You do the same, swallowing a bit nervously. This was actually happening. No jokes. Was this a joke? Wally wouldn't be that cruel. It was Wally after all.

When he places his freehand on your bicep & leans in, you can't help but feel a little hazy from it all. What if he gets a bit disappointed from the kiss? What if you weren't good enough? What if it really was just gonna be a prank? The uncertainties showed in your eyes. Wally could see it. He's been waiting literally years for this moment & no way in hell was he gonna let himself back away from it now. He was gonna prove those what if's in your head wrong.

Before another 'what if' could form in your head, you felt a pair of warm & absolute cozy-worthy lips meld against yours. Your breath hitches - your eyes closing shut upon impact before you start to gently kiss back. All the previous self doubt in your mind had immediately faded away like dust. You use your hand that was still laced with Wally's - pulling his hand to bring him closer.

Wally - of course - obliges with absolutely no resistance until he's sitting on his knees, slightly towering over you as he gently removes his hands from their previous locations & putting them on each side of your cheeks. Your hands go to rest on the nape of his neck. The two of you just stay there for a bit. And then that moment unfortunately ends when you have to breath. You pull away from the kiss, Wally surprisingly chases after the kiss when you pull away. Like he couldn't get enough of you.

You laugh out between pants when he starts pressing kisses all over your face before he finally pulls away a little with an absolute lovestruck smile engulfed on his face. You can't help but smile back just the same way as you press your forehead against his.

" ... Was that okay? " Wally finally asks after just a moment of the two of you basking in each other's comfort. " Wally, it was great. " You reassure genuinely before pressing a kiss against the corner of his mouth. Wally melts into it easily, closing his eyes before nuzzling into the crook of your neck. You seriously couldn't stop smiling. You got the guy. You finally got the fucking guy.

And you weren't letting go any time soon.

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a/n #2: YAY IT'S DONEEE!! I HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOYED IT AS MUCH AS I ENJOYED WRITING THISS. PLS SEND ME MORE REQUESTS I LOVE SEEING WHAT YOU GUYS COME UP WITH!! THANKS AGAINN!!

── DAMIEN !! ★

small update on that birthday week story thing..

ok im gonna be completely honest...

i genuinely had NO motivation to do that freaking thing. like my adhd was PHYSICALLY stopping me from writing. 💀

SO! here's what i'll do. I'll write that miguel x reader BUT it's gonna take a bit of a while cuz I have to do a lot of more stuff outside of tumblr. hopefully you guys'll understand and will wait for me on this one. thanks again <33

Reblog if you find Pedro Pascal attractive

I know they’re just teasing me, but I’m sick of everyone at my work telling me I’m the only person in the world who could ever find Pedro attractive. They tease me every day about it at this point, and I’m annoyed.

So, yeah, please reblog and leave comments and stuff so I can rub it in their faces.

CURRENTLY WORKING ON THE SECOND PART OF THE WALLY CLARK X MALE! READER STORY!! IM LOCKING INNN.

LOOK. LOOKIT. LOOK AT HIS 💫SMILEE 💫. IM ACTUALLY CRYING RN. HIS SMILE IS SO PRETTYYYY. HES THE TYPE OF PERSON I WANT TO HUG AND THEN CRY ON. I WILL PROTECT THIS MAN WITH MY LIFE. I WOULD DIE FOR HIM.

GO WATCH IT YESSIR!!!!!111

ATTENTION INDIEGAMEHORRORMOVIE FANS <3

Markpiler uploaded!

The Edge of Sleep, a TV adaptation of the podcast of the same name (Mark stars as the main character in both), is coming out this October 18th on a streaming platform that Mark was not legally allowed to mention. He says that if we can get this show into the top 10 on that site, then it will "open doors" for iron lung.

As someone who is a big fan of Mark and is heavily anticipating Iron Lung, I feel like spreading this message. LETS GET WATCHING!

WHAT THE FUCK????? 

THANK YA’LL OMFG-

i honestly didnt think it would so many like bro-

fr fr thank ya’ll

why is this my most liked/reblogged thing. IT WAS JUST A DUMB SHITPOST WHAT THE FUCK.😨

my lazy ass after writing one sentence while writing a fic: