My name is Mark, it's a pleasure meet you ^^

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if you have an andriod phone so you can block the generic ads on the domain/ip level.

Some Sanji doodles I made to celebrate my midterms getting over

Never mind if you think your art is bad or good. This isn't about bad or good art (it's subjective anyway). This is about humans making real-life art and putting in the effort to create something simply because they like creating things.

My babys

Old draw ✌

TFone MOP

Yesterday I went to the movie "Transformers One" I really liked it, especially the interaction between D-16 and Pax🥺

I want to bring another fundraiser to your attention. In the link above, Fadi Ayyad has told the story of his family, who lost their home in Northern Gaza and have been forced to evacuate to the south.

Fadi is a high school student who wishes to graduate and further his studies. And his father, Ayman is a well-respected and known Gazan educator, who has lost his source of livelihood during this war.

Their lives have become a constant struggle for survival, from trying to secure what food and water they can to the constant bombardment and raids by the Israeli military which threaten to take their lives at any time.

Their situation is dire. They require $35,000 to evacuate their 8 family members and after 1 month they have not even gone over $1000 yet.

Help this family reach their goal and evacuate to Egypt, where they can get back a semblance of stability and safety. Donate if you can, and please share!

Xx

Tengen comes home to a frenzied mess in the kitchen. Bowls and spoons of various sizes litter the island countertop, there’s about five mangled eggshells piled onto a paper towel, and there’s flour absolutely everywhere.

“Tengen!” Kyojuro— also covered in flour— greets him.

“Happy birthday!” He opens his arms like he’s presenting a gift, but there’s nothing except the evidence of what has to be a culinary nightmare. Smeared frosting is clinging to one of his cheeks, but his hands are suspiciously clean.

“Is the ransacked kitchen my gift?”

“No!” Kyo directs his hands to a purple limp on the counter. “I made you a cake!”

The cake is… well, it’s a cake. Uneven purple frosting sits heavy on the lopsided cake, and the words “happy birthday Tengen” are piped in wobbly green letters on the top. There’s candles sticking out of every free space around the message, crammed onto the cake like sardines in a can, and rainbow sprinkles desperately cling to the sides, falling off in clumps.

“I made it from scratch!” Kyo says, beaming with pride. He wipes his forehead with his forearm and leaves a trail of flour in it’s wake. “I kept cracking the eggs too hard—“ he gestures to the sorry pile of eggshells— “but I’ll buy more tomorrow!”

The cake probably tastes terrible, as Kyojuro isn’t exactly known for his baking abilities. But he looks so happy, and he probably spent hours making everything from scratch and putting it all together. Hot tears prick at the back of Tengen’s eyes; his birthday has always been bittersweet, a contradiction of guilt and joy. In front of others he acts just as energetic as always, but the moment he’s alone his mood always plummets.

Not today, though. Today his home is full and warm with love, and his wonderful husband’s smile is sunlight on his soul, and he doesn’t feel so bad, after all.

Tengen wipes the flour off of Kyo’s head with his sleeve before kissing it, and says, “What are we waiting for, then? Let’s eat!”

They don’t bother cutting the cake. Why dirty more plates when it’ll be gone by the end of the night, anyway?

There’s a significant amount of resistance when Tengen pushes his fork into the cake, and when he puts it in his mouth it’s so dense that it takes him almost a full minute to swallow.

“Wow,” Kyo says. “That’s terrible!”

Somehow through his laughter Tengen replies, “It’s not that bad! It could definitely be worse… somehow!”