This is Roberth, he needs glasses to see, he is a nice guy, say hi to Roberth
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Reblogging cuz i like potatoes
Hello sorry for an ask. I am very sick, my asthma is at its maximum level, my nose freezes, I have no medicine or food. I am in bad shape financially, I am a black disabled, who uses multiple medications, I pay for my food and lodging
Unfortunately I do not have all the resources to keep me safe, that is why I need your help, whatever you can contribute to me will be of great help.
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Here practicing watercolours
[♡]My little child who isn't so small[♡]
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It was one of those nights, when its late but, you don't want to sleep yet , one of those lonely nights, in the dark of the room, memories start to appear in you're head, in you're mind.
Daniel, was laying on his bed, in his lonely room, in his lonely house, when those memories appeard in his mind.
He rememberd when he was young, a couple of scars, he rememberd that, when he was 6 years old, he meet one of the spacial hunters for the first time, they were talking with his mother, about something he didn't understand.
The spacial hunter looked at him, as the shy child he used to be, he tried to hide behind his mother, but that didn't worked, then the spacial hunter clicked like a giggle, and offerd the child a little bird looking skull.
Daniel accepted it, now he wasn't so scared, he was intrigged about that massive alien, that looked so scary but was so gentle.
The hunter left after a while, but unlike daniel and his mother, his father didn't liked the hunters, and when that man saw the little skull, he screamed in rage to his wife.
"HOW COULD YOU LET THOSE PEOPLE NEAR TO HIM?! THEY ARE THE DEVIL THEY ARE DANGEROUS!"
Daniel got scared , he dosen't like screaming he hates it, it hurts his ears and its scary.
The his mother said
"Arthur, please, they are very gentle, he even gifted him a little skull-"
"I DON'T CARE, THOSE BASTARDS KILLED MANY PEOPLE IN THE JUNGLE"
" go to you're room Daniel, .....YOU WEREN'T EVEN RELATED TO THEM, AND JUST BECAUSE SOME DID SOMETHING BAD THAT DOSEN'T MEAN THAT ALL OF THEM ARE THE SAME"
"OH! SO SUDENLY IM THE BAD GUY NOW!, LET ME BE LESS OF A MAN AND PUT OUR SON IN DANGER!"
"YOU ALREADY ARE LESS OF A MAN YOU UNEMPLOYED ADDICTED BASTARD"
"OH SHUT UP! YOU ALIEN FUCKER WHORE!"
Meanwhile, little daniel listen to them, he went to his room when his mother told him to.
That happend every day, there was always a reason to fight.
Then his memories showed him when he graduated from "Norland" as a babysitter, but not any babysitter, an elite one, he was instructed in daily tasks such as cooking and sewing, but he is also instructed in martial arts, cyber security, and advanced driving, as well as first aid.
Also he He also has a degree in cell biology.
He is specialized in the care of both humans and yautjas, he study hard to achieve it, not much after the graduation he joined the U.S Army, once he was ready,he went with his team and some teams from the French Army to the nort of France, because a Xenomorph nest was localized there, and it needed to be "neutralized", but there was a little problem, there were land mines, old ones from WW1 , so with a mine detector the teams walked slowly to the nest.
But unluckly, a xeno saw them and, all the teams... they could only run and gun, praying that the unlocated mines would not explode.
They killed some ,sadly many of the soldiers on landmines and.. well, theyre life ended, there.
Daniel could only run in fear and horror, his feet didn't reach a safe place, and then everything was blurry, his general picked him up, and then he fainted.
When he waked up...he was in a white room, everything was white but one of his eyes wasn't open, daniel assumed that it needed to heal and that it was covered by a patch,he looked at his hand but upon looking, his hand was gone, only a few small segments of fingers remained exposed and the rest of the stump had been bandaged, with his eye wide open, he tried to stand up but he fell, and when he looked, his leg was gone too.
At that moment, Daniel came out of his memories, sweaty as if he had slept while the memories passed, he looked at his now robotic hand and later looked at the time, 5:30 AM, it was time to get up and go to work.
[♡] My little child who isn't so small [♡]
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While the team was very happy because of the results from the experiment, there was some one that, didn't liked the results , that was Dr.Felix Andreus , this man wasn't happy or exicited for the results, he was angry and mad even, dissapointed.
¿Why? Well, he was expecting an apperance more "human like" , but this isn't posible because the yautja Dna is very very, dominant in that aspect, but he didn't care, he didn't saw 6052 as success or as the cute baby he was, no, he only saw a monster , an abomination, that should be destroyed, exterminated, killed.
Dr.Andreus walked away from his colleagues, and took with him a bisturi.
He slowly walked towards the room and got inside, he watched around to be sure that no one would stop him, when he was sure no one could see him, he walked towards the crib, took the little boy into his arms and slowly put the bisturi near to 6052 throath.
In that moment a robotic hand caught his arm, making him left the baby back in the crib, there it was Dr.Nickson looking at him with eyes full of hate and anger.
Dr.Andreus forgot a very important detail, the double face mirror.
To make it short lets just say Dr. Andreus was "Removed" from the team, and wasn't preciesly fired.
To this day everyone in the laboratory knows what happend to Felix Andreus, but no one talks about it, not because of fear,but because he deserved it.
Dr.Daniel is a kind man, but remember, you should always fear the anger of the kind man.
And you should fear them more, if you messed with the one they love.
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In a corner of Gaza, my family and I are drowning in destruction, with the echoes of suffering surrounding us. I sat beside my modest tent, hastily erected after losing my home in the latest bombing. The faces of my family tell stories of patience and resilience, with lines of time etched upon them, as if they were records of unforgettable events. 🇵🇸⏳🍉
I once lived in a small home, filled with the laughter and voices of my children. Today, I have become a witness to the agony of displacement. The bombing forced me to flee with my children after a shell struck our home, leaving behind years of memories and simple belongings I never imagined would become unreachable. 🏚️💨
Every morning, I leave my tent and go to work, using a clay oven to provide food for my children. Meanwhile, my youngest son heads to the charity kitchens that offer aid, waiting for long hours under Gaza’s scorching sun. Despite the exhaustion that weighs down his frail body, he carries the food mixed with his tears and returns with a fake smile, hiding behind it the burdens of his struggles. 🍞🥀
At night, when everyone else is asleep, I remain seated at the entrance of my tent, gazing at the dark sky, reminiscing about days gone by… about my home that was once filled with warmth. Yet, I still find remnants of hope in my heart—a hope that one day peace will return, and my children and I will live in a new home, filled with joy. 🌙🏡✨
In moments of solitude, I find peace in prayer and supplication. I plead to God to protect Gaza and its people, to wipe away the dust of sorrow from our hearts. I always repeat🇵🇸🍉🌿
"We are here to remind the world that we are stronger than war, and we will rebuild our lives anew, no matter the cost!" 🙏
Hi! im spacialshrimp, a shrimp from space, i really like ice cream and ficcion, also the asks are open
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