I use They/It pronouns, and I'm a cringy undertale/deltarune fan [19]
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Hello,
I hope you’re all doing well. 🌿
I need your help to share my family's story and raise awareness about our struggle. Every voice counts, and your support means the world. 🙏
💬 Please reblog my pinned post or, if you're able, consider donating just $5—it could be life-changing for those facing unimaginable hardship.
Your kindness and solidarity make a real difference. Thank you from the bottom of my heart! 🤍✨
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Hello everyone!! Please, if you're able to, reblog this person's pinned post to get it to more people, and if you're able to, donate even something as small as 5 dollars helps.
Hello, wonderful souls! 🤍🌍
I hope you're doing well. 🌿
Could you help me amplify my family's story and bring awareness to our struggle? 🙏🏻
💬 Please reblog my pinned post or consider donating just $5—your support could truly make a difference in saving lives amidst war and hardship.
Your kindness and voice matter more than you know. Thank you from the bottom of my heart! 🤍🌿
🕊️ @mosabsdr | Every share counts. 💫
Hey guys!! If you see this, please consider rebloging this person's pinned post, and if you are able to, please donate as well!
This powerful image captures the face of a wounded Palestinian woman whose hijab is soaked in blood—likely her own or that of a loved one. Her eyes tell a story of unimaginable pain and strength in the face of loss. She stands in a chaotic hospital hallway, surrounded by others in distress. As an oppressed and weak woman from Gaza, I see myself in her. I, too, have suffered greatly—my baby, Qais, was injured in the war, and the hospital refused to treat him because we cannot pay. Please, I beg you to help us. Your donation can provide the medicine and care Qais urgently needs.
Life in Gaza is unbearable for women like me.
1. I wait in line for two hours just to bring food back to our tent - food that is never enough.
2. I clean the shoes of strangers on the street-just to earn a few coins for Qais's medicine.
3. We were turned away from the hospital-they said no money, no treatment, even for a child as young as Qais.
I carry this pain in silence, but I cannot bear it alone anymore. The woman in this picture used her hijab to try and save her son's life. I am doing everything I can to save mine. But without help, I fear I will lose him too. Please, Donate anything you can-no matter how small. Even a few dollars could mean a meal, a medicine dose, or a chance for Qais to live. Share this, speak up, and help us survive.
Donate Now Here
Please donate for Qais's treatment, Donate Here
Please stop ✋🚨 you're the only hope to save a child😔😭
Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #64 )🍉🇵🇸
💬 Just a Small Update, and a Big Thank You
Dear friends, kind hearts, and everyone who has stood with us,
When I first opened my heart to the world and shared our story, I never imagined the amount of love and solidarity we would receive. Thanks to your incredible support, we’ve now reached $12,837—a milestone that brings real light to some very dark days.
From the deepest corners of my heart, thank you.
As many of you know, I’ve lost 25 of my loved ones during this devastating war. That grief lives with me every single day. It’s in the silence that once held laughter, in the empty spaces where we once gathered as a family.
But through your help, I’ve also felt something else: hope. And that hope is priceless.
“21/Oct/2023 Before It Reached Us: The Day Our Neighbor’s House Was Destroyed” A quiet moment of fear, filmed just before everything changed.
“22/Oct/2023 The Morning After: Our Family Home in Ruins” This is what was left behind after the bombing of our home.
Despite everything, we’re still here. Still surviving. Still hoping.
But things have only gotten harder.
The war has returned, more brutal than before—and for over a month now, Gaza has been completely sealed off. No food is coming in. No medical supplies. No aid. No trade. No one is allowed to leave, and no one is allowed to enter.
We’re trapped.
🏚 We live with the fear of tomorrow, every single day. Airstrikes, drones, and the uncertainty of what might happen next. 👨👩👧 Our family is forever changed—we haven’t just lost people; we’ve lost pieces of ourselves. 📉 Basic needs go unmet—even clean water feels like a luxury now. Medicines, if they exist at all, are unreachable.
And yet…
Your support reminds us that we’re not forgotten. It reminds us that someone, somewhere, is still listening. That someone still cares. That we’re not completely alone in this.
Every message. Every share. Every dollar. It tells us: You’re walking this road with us. And that gives us the strength to keep going.
If you’ve already donated—thank you beyond words. If you can share our story again, it could reach someone who can help.
Even $5 means warmth, comfort, and a chance to breathe a little easier.
This isn’t just about reaching a fundraising goal. It’s about surviving war with dignity. It’s about believing in tomorrow. It’s about making sure my daughter grows up knowing that the world did not look away.
Thank you for your kindness, patience, and belief in our humanity. You’ve helped me find my voice—and I will use it to keep hope alive.
There’s something I need to say—something that’s been on my heart for some time.
When I first began sharing our story, I didn’t know what the right way was. I was scared, grieving, and trying to protect my family in any way I could. I reached out to many people, hoping someone, anyone, would see us. In that process, I now realize I may have overstepped, and I might have made some feel overwhelmed.
If that happened, I am truly sorry.
Please believe me when I say it was never out of disregard or pushiness. It came from a place of fear—fear of being forgotten, fear of not being able to keep my family safe, fear of watching everything I love slip away in silence.
I’m learning as I go. I’ve slowed down. I’m more mindful now, trying to share our journey in a way that feels respectful of the space and hearts of those listening.
If my words ever came at the wrong time, or in the wrong way, I hope you can understand where they came from—and I hope you can forgive me.
Thank you for seeing past my mistakes. Thank you for still being here. It means more than I can ever explain.
With love and endless gratitude, Mosab and family ♥️
From the heart of unimaginable suffering, I want to sincerely thank everyone who has supported my family 🙏🏻
Right now, famine is hitting us harder than ever, my heart cries whenever I go to the market to buy any basic necessities! The prices are crazy, and most days my children survive on just bread Hunger and thirst are destroying us, and cooking on fire increases our suffering unbearably! Severe eye and chest sensitivity, in addition to constant stomach pain due to the type of food and the way it is cooked.
All this while we flee from one place to another in fear of bombing, bullets, and imminent danger! I cannot describe what I feel, but it is a feeling beyond exhaustion!
Despite the exhaustion, your support gives us strength and I hope you will not let us down
If you can donate, please do so, or at least help us by sharing, so we can reach those who can Your kindness truly keeps us going
>> Our campaign is vetted by gazavetters list at Momen & his family
Gaza is full of oppression #The worst is yet to come #Genocide #A resilient people
Very serious business
Hey! I hope you're doing well. I’m reaching out because I really need help getting more eyes on my pinned post. It’s for a family in need, and a simple reblog could make a huge difference. Would you mind boosting it? Thank you so much! 💛
Hey! Thank you for reaching out. Of course, I can help
As you can see, this person has come to reach out to me for help in boosting a go fund me for their friend, please if you are able to donate or even simply reblog their pinned post than please do as such
https://gofund.me/e3340dbd
I am reaching out on behalf of my dear friend, Mohamad S., who is facing one of the most challenging times of his life. Mohamad is 37 years old and left his homeland in 2015 in search of a safer and better future. He’s a kind, hardworking man, and his small family has always been his greatest priority.
Living abroad, Mohamad has recently endured unimaginable loss and financial strain. Amidst the ongoing conflict in his homeland, his mother passed away, leaving behind his sister and her five young children—the last remaining members of his immediate family.
As the situation worsened, Mohamad managed to help his sister and her children escape to safety in Egypt, covering their immediate needs and securing a temporary refuge for them. Since then, he has been fully responsible for providing everything they need to survive during this transition.
In his efforts to support his family and cope with this devastating loss, Mohamad has found himself deeply in debt. To make matters even more difficult, he recently underwent knee surgery, which limits his ability to return to work for the foreseeable future. This has made it even harder for him to manage his financial responsibilities and the pressing need to provide his family with a stable future.
Mohamad is now working to bring his sister and her five children to join him in Belgium, where he hopes they can find stability and opportunity after all they’ve endured. This transition, however, requires significant resources that he is currently unable to meet alone.
For privacy reasons, we are not sharing Mohamad’s full name, as he has chosen to keep his identity discreet. While he initially refused the idea of asking for help, I couldn’t stand by and watch him struggle alone. I insisted on doing this for him because he deserves a chance to overcome these challenges.
Your contribution will help Mohamad repay the debt incurred during this difficult time, cover ongoing living expenses for his family, and assist with the costs involved in bringing them safely to Belgium.
Mohamad has been a good friend of mine for years, and I’ve always admired his resilience and generosity. Any support, no matter the size, will make an incredible difference in helping Mohamad and his family rebuild their lives after these painful experiences.
Thank you for reading his story and considering helping a man who has always done everything he can for his loved ones.
Adam
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MONGREL MY SWEETIE!!! Feel free to ask about them. I love my baby
A dog monster character I made for the farmfell brothers a friend of mine made: @p4ll3t
hey! im gonna do some adoptables to raise some money!
so im selling this dude for 20 USD and ill make you a ref of em with whatever adjustments youd like (within reason) if you pay 50 USD for em instead!
“jayvik doomed yaoi sacrifice unhappy ending” okay but THEY were happy in their ending. clearly you’ve never seen the magnus archives. loser.
GET DUNMESHI'D DORKUS!!!
i dungeon meshi'd the bug
Man I love crossovers that don't make sense
I've always wondered how baggs would feel about something who's seemingly human
But just a bit.. off :))
It also doesn't have a soul, but who cares ig
Baggs belongs to @megalommi
I like to imagine that as the show progresses, jon just starts dressing more and more like gertude "more cardigan than woman" robinson. He starts off in his fancy jackets and vest but by the end he's just wearing a cardigan over some random sweater from the town near the safehouse with those sweatpants that dont have the elastic at the bottom and are just really loose
do we see the vision,,,,, possibly,,,,,,,
Most recent doodles
Moss belongs to @p4ll3t
rusty queer presents ... the fagnus archives ..
The creature ft Baggs by @megalommi and Papyrus undertale
Didd
@didderd I like it
👋 Hello
my name is Ghada, and I am from Gaza. 🍉 In a single moment, my family’s life and mine were turned upside down by the devastating war that swept away everything we owned. 💔 Our home, our memories—everything we built over the years—reduced to rubble. 🏚️ Today, we find ourselves living in a school sheltering displaced families, uncertain and fearful of what tomorrow may bring. 😢
We are now in desperate need of your support, asking from hearts heavy with pain but full of hope. 🙏🏻 Donations and help, no matter how small, are a lifeline to us. 💸 Every contribution brings us a step closer to safety, 🕊️ and to the chance of rebuilding our lives once again, far from the destruction and fear. 🏡🌟
We dream of a future where we can live in peace, with dignity, and have a new start. ❤️ Your humanity and generosity can make a difference in our lives.🌍
From the depths of our hearts, thank you for standing with us during these darkest times. 💔🙏🏻
Magnus Archives au where Jon just REALLY loves birdwatching
“Supplemental, on my way to the archives today, I saw a bullfinch fly out from the hedges outside the cafe, it was a nice surprise. Anyways, I think all my assistants want to kill me”
pissing hard or hardly pissing am i right ladies! *puts my phone down* *gets up* *walks to the kitchen* *takes out a loaf of bread* *takes a slice out* *puts it on the counter* *takes a slice out* *puts it on the counter* *opens my fridge* *takes out my ham* *outs it on the counter* *takes out my cheese* *puts it on the counter* *closes the fridge* *opens the container of ham* *takes a slice out* *puts it on the bread* *takes a slice out* *puts it on the bread* *takes a slice out* *puts it in the bread* *takes a slice out* *puts it on the bread* hmm... i dont need that much *takes a slice off the bread* *puts it in the container* *takes a slice off the bread* *puts it in the container* *opens the cheese bag* *takes a slice out* *puts it on the bread* *puts the other bread on it* *picks up the sandwich* *carries it to my chair* *sits in my chair* *open my laptop* *put my laptop on my lap* *open up firefox* *open up youtube* *search for "legend of zelda phantom hourglass lets play"* *hit search* *click on first playlist* *bites sandwich* *chew* *chew* *chew* *swallow* *bites sandwich* *chew* *chew* *chew* *swallow* *bites sandwich* *chew* *chew* *chew* *swallow* *bites sandwich* *chew* *chew* *chew* *swallow* *bites sandwich* *chew* *chew* *chew* *swallow* *bites sandwich* *chew* *chew* *chew* *swallow* *finishes sandwich* *watches video* *watches video* *watches video* *watches video* *watches video* *watches video* *watches video* *watches video* *watches video* *watches video* *watches video* *watches video* *watches video* *watches video* *watches video* *watches video* *watches video*