reblog to be so niceys to the person you reblogged this from and give it lots of treats and petting and stuff
Imagine feeling like a side character in your own manga
Good . Isagi ily , but it’s time to stop riding on your high horse
(THIS ISN'T MINE BY THE WAY, NO FUNDRAISERS I SHARE ARE)
@saja-gaza01 Sorry for my inability to donate.
Hello, everyone. I'm making this new post in hopes of revitalizing Youssef's campaign which is stagnating. Youssef is NINETEEN YEARS OLD and he bears the crushing responsibility of keeping his family alive during a genocide. In Youssef's words:
"Every day is a new battle. I work long hours, searching in the corners of the camp for any opportunity that allows me to earn some money. Fatigue grips me, but I can't afford to give up. My father is sick, trapped in his pain, and his eyes plead for help. There are moments when I feel my heart shatter when I see his gaze; he endures his suffering in silence, but I know he is hurting. As for my little brother, despite his innocence, he is fighting hepatitis due to contaminated food that we are forced to eat."
After a few weeks of pretty consistent 20(+) per day donat1ons, suddenly we've dropped to FOUR in 24 hours! Youssef and his family are still struggling, so let's not give in halfway. Currently, we are at $7611/15000. Let's do our part and help relieve some of their suffering.
Youssef is Vetted. He is shown on line 255 on the Vetted Gaza Evacuation Fundr@iser List by @/el-shab-hussein and @/nabulsi.
Follow Youssef here! ( @yousefjehad3 )
And thank you to everyone who reblogs and don@tes. You are the best <3
tumblr is like a pseudo afterlife because everyone on here was supposed to kill themselves a long time ago
⭑⭑ sukuna x reader — fem reader, short reader implied, modern au, fluff.
yapper!gf x ‘idgaf’ sukuna who acts like he’s absolutely done with you whenever you’re going on and on about the mundane things in your life, not admitting that he finds it a little cute at the fact that you just can’t seem to shut your pretty mouth up.
“uh huh.” he leans his cheek against his knuckles, looking fairly uninterested as you ramble about how ‘discriminating’ it is that the local store always keeps the ramen packets on the top shelf, and his daring audacity to not be there to get it for you. ( asking for help is so embarrassing! )
“are you even listening?” a pout embraces your features, an inner feeling deep in your chest telling you you’ve been talking to a wall this entire time. sukuna’s lips only curve upwards. “what, are you doubting me?”
“what if i am?” you retort. it’s not like you would blame him for not listening, you talk. a lot…. okay, maybe a petty part of you can blame him.
“first you were complaining about me ‘not loving you enough’. then complaining about the dull decorations in my home, now ramen—is this a dumb pattern, woman?”
you feel your cheeks heating up with every syllable escaping his mouth. yeah you complained, but that much? someone needs to get you an oscar, or whatever.
“oh my god you..” your eyelashes flutter. “you listen to everything i say?”
“what- no, i was just.. shut up woman.”
a sly smirk etches onto your face. “that’s so cute, you love me so much huh?” you poke teasingly, smirk only deepening at the way his face engulfs into a scowl. “i will no longer listen to your stupid ramblings.”
rest assured, he still made sure to react to all 27 voice messages you sent him.
This is my mother preparing bread despite the war and bombing everywhere 😔💔
I hope you can help me, I want her to be fine 😔
Thank you very much my friends🙏🙏
https://www.tumblr.com/ahmed-ziad/752355342201028608/plea-for-safety-a-cry-from-the-heart-of-gaza?source=share
I've reverse image searched and it seems legit, they're at £2,032/£30,000
For those who don't understand the kid is screaming: "I'm here dad! Come here!" His father comes and asks him: "where is your mother?" The kid cries: "she died, she died."
Then the child explains that his foot is injured and his father tries to comfort him.
This is evil. The child literally met his dad at the hospital by accident, he watched his mom die and had to break the news to his father. What kind of power will save these children from this trauma? I know children in gaza are so strong and resilient, but children are children regardless.
Use your voice to end this genocide. Enough, CEASEFIRE NOW!
Meet Mohammed Nazzal, a Palestinian child. He was in administrative arrest (this means he can stay held captive without charge for as long as israel decides, also look it up for better understanding) without charge or trial in Israeli occupation prisons and was released yesterday as part of the hostages exchange.
"They shattered metal bars on me, beating me non-stop on my head, broke my hands. They starved me."