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Everytime I see that one clip of ice adolescence of Yurio skating, yk the one with the gloves and the eyeliner, the one that got me to actually watch yuri on ice and get heartbroken when I realized it was from the cancelled movie and not the actual show, I get violently upset
Abdulrahman, is an ambitious student from Gaza, driven by a passion for helping others.
He enrolled at the University of Al Azhar to pursue his dream of studying medicine. Growing up in Gaza, he witnessed the significant role and urgent need for doctors firsthand, shaping his aspiration to become a physician.
Excitement filled him as he embarked on his journey, but as life often proves, not all dreams come to fruition easily. Just a few weeks into his first semester, his hopes were shattered when his university, and home along with his dreams were bombed and shattered before his eyes.
We are now reaching out with a request; to raise the necessary funds to help him escape the nightmare he is enduring and to enable him to continue pursuing his dream of becoming a doctor. Your donation to Abdulrahman will not only save a life but also support a promising future.
He has endured horrible conditions and unimaginable hardship for nearly four months. Every day in Gaza feels like dodging bullets, with no food, clean water, electricity, or proper medical care since October. He has witnessed destruction and death, heard the constant explosions of bombs day and night, been exposed to white phosphorus, and lost every last thing he owns.
As conditions worsen and Abdulrahman life threatened daily, this is an urgent plea for help. Your contribution isn't merely a donation; it's a lifeline of hope and a statement of humanity's capacity for compassion in the most dire of circumstances.
100% of the donations will be used to help him leave Gaza and cover accommodation costs for a short period until he can settle and return to study.
Any assistance you can provide will be greatly appreciated.
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How bout a motha fucking round of applause for the queen Jodie Turner Smith 👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾
miguel tumblr has been so dry got me posting on here to complain bruh DO BETTER!!!!!!!
going to bed & by bed. heh. well. let's just say. archive of our own 1 - 20 of 3,524 Works in fandom angst
going to sleep & by sleep. heh. well. let's just say. phone in bed
okay so this what my friend said tobme in my dream but isnt miraculauos a lil bit hints just somtimes hints of misogny? sexism?
now hear me out,
marinette is potrayed as a boy super obseesed
which like ok thats how alot of shows potray young girls but like....her entire world revolves around adrien, she fumbles as ladybug when he is around like ...he is ..i cant explain or put into words but i thonk you know. i mean the concept of mari being a stalker hasnt goten the show to remove by snp becuse she is a girl so her action seem non threathing to oeople wjich is wrong either way her stalker tendacies arent ok.
adrien /catnoir in the early saesons atleasy also dint know how to take no for an answer and as much as i love him just ugh that was sooo not fun to watcg like many times he takes rejection not realy well and is just a mess and in some of those cases if not all that much anger he did project towards lady big was uncalled for . like sure she saod no buddy take the l dont be a prick about it.
other than that lov both of em
by the way before you say i am looking tok deep, i am 15 have bern wayching since 7 years old and me and all my friends did notice and realise to an extent how creps some of these charecters actions were. but still young enough to not realy.
a friend of mine even started to "stalk"(watch from behind a tree) her crudh and folwed him atound from a distance trying to learn about evrything him like marinetet did,we were 9 to 11 years old at that time soo yeah these things dose have afeect on kids ,do better.
sincerly ,a member of the target demographic.
as somebody who grew up with Holly Hobbie and Friends and LOVED it, I can't understand why people (especially in my close circle) are weirded out/amazed by me liking cottage core and dark academia and being kind and friendly, even if I don't know the person. is it so weird to give the person a chance to understand them and see all their colours? is it a sin to do that? not immediately judge them and write them off? YES, I will give a random person a chance or smile at them, not because I think I should or am better than them but because I think people lack the kindness in this time of the world. I will be the person to just smile and emit warmth because I choose to. yes, I can judge everybody, everywhere but what is the point of that? it brings me the negativity and ruins my day, vibes and mood. is it not beautiful when you're at a cafe and you see that somebody might be stressed so you smile at them and tell them to take their time because OH GOD how many different people have been here before me and have you even taken a break and do you need a glass of water and just HOW ARE YOU? and when they hear you and register what you said, their shoulders are slumped and their jaw relaxes and they have a softer look in their eyes and they smile back and go to do their job and seeing them visibly relax makes you happy because oh god they might've needed that because have you ever had that one time when you were extremely stressed and you just couldn't deal with anyone or anything but you had so much on your plate and just AAAHHHHHH!!! I CANNOT ANYMORE!!! and then somebody, doesn't have to be anyone you know well or even at all, is kind to you or they talk to you for a bit and their energy recharges you so you're ready to continue with whatever you needed to do and you feel ten times lighter and you're just grateful and happy. is it so hard to be kind? or at least, refrain from being a jerk? if your day is ruined, you don't have to ruin other people's day. write about it. talk about it. draw it. go for a walk. drink water. or coffee. or juice. or sit outside and look at the clouds. or take a shower.
if you feel bad, do something for yourself that will make you feel better, instead of ruining the mood of other people. and if you like ruining the good vibes, then I'm sending you a hug and, please, for everyone's sake, GET A LIFE.
new cool is being kind.
Astarion
can go to hell.
To hell with your baby girl.
Your baby girl is a racist prick who rightfully got jumped.
He didn't deserve the abuse, and Cazador should die a brutal tragic and painful death.
But really? After a whole year of being spammed post after post of this dumb vampire, I finally take a look into the game.
The Fandom is ever so keen on highlighting his whole being just as an victim with a bit of a bad boy persona that can be easily melted away with the right tav.
So color me surprised when I went to watch just game play and no commentary to get to take in his story that this guy's isn't just a emo murder hobo.
This guy is viciously racist. The Gur, their basically fantasy Romani.
You have a white man, in a position of power, abuse that power over minorities, with a story that made the abused minorities seem out of line when they fight their oppression, and what? I'm just supposed to be ok with that blanton racism?
And I'm supposed to be ok with a large portion of the Fandom being ok to make excuses for racism?
Because this isn't fantasy racism. We are being presented a story with real racism and having the writers side with the racists. The writers are siding with the racists by using all the awful stereotypes, "jokes", and xenophobic myths as justification as to why their white victim hates them.
I am disgusted with this game. I am rather thankful someone posted their game play so I didn't waste 70+ dollars on this trash.
When I first saw him, he made me feel awfully uncomfortable. Like I needed to crawl out my skin. Now I know why. He would have hated a "gur" like me.
I'm not fantasy. I'm not magic. I'm a person!
I'm sick of everyone praising this character, their story ark, shipping him with their OCs, and anything having to deal with him.
Wheather you like it or not, his story contributes and perpetuates racist justification.
I see it in their posts. In their hatred. All in the love of their poor hurt elf lover.
Media has an effect on it's consumer. You can build empires or tear down walls with a single story. Art is a medium in which reveals and touches the hearts of others.
If in your Fandom you use the same mental gymnastics racists use to justify hate, I think you need to take a moment of reflection.
This is your man. Not Preminger, not Dr. franknfurther, not Prince charming, Stevie Griffin, Goblin king. Frollo. A romanticized Frollo.
I am shocked and appalled personally, out of 50,000 only 75% would fuck a slime girl? Or a fucking flesh blob? Or a fuckin WEREWOLF??? What the fuck there’s no way it is that low
Reblogs are appreciated :)
Proud monsterfucker here
Check out my poll on monsterfuckers & asexual correlation
If your trans activism ignores, excludes, infantilizes, or actively targets trans men and transmasculine folks, you need to re-evaluate your activism and your stance as a trans ally.
You do NOT get to ignore and exclude trans men just “because they are men”, that’s antithetical to trans activism and actively harms the community as a whole. As a trans community, and as a greater queer community, we need to do better.
I’m just saying.. you could do so much better. Don’t you want that for you? What are you waiting for?
Honestly...cause isn't it gUZmAAn not gOOSEmAn?
new drinking game watch all the new 911 interviews and do a shot every time the interviewer mispronounces ryan's name. the fun part is at the end you have to call 911 for real because you'll have alcohol poisioning!
Now apparently not only is floridas people crazy, their govs are allowing the denial of healthcare from providers or insurers basically for any reason? Makes me want to vomit
"Nooooo, you can't do this!! It's bad for my trauma!! 😭😭"
Dude...who TF ARE YOU?!?!
Like legit all I did was make a poll! A POLL! Why the hell do y'all feel the need to traumadump and overshare your personal information to a random stranger online simply just to defend a SHIP! That's the most retarded shit I've ever seen in my entire life!!
Btw, since you two wanna whine and complain about my tags so much, here's the deal: I PUT THOSE TAGS THERE TO SHARE MY VIEWS ON HOW I PERSONALLY FEEL ABOUT BILLDIP. IT WAS NOT A PERSONAL ATTACK TO YOUR EGO.
Why did I feel the need to share my opinions? Because I'm allowed to have them, ya entitled bitch! Just like you're allowed to have your takes on Billdip, positive or negative!
Also, I'm not the one here publicly lambasting other people and trying to put them down simply because my pride was hurt here! (unless we're talking you two dumbassess, but you're the exception since y'all decided to spew retarded logic and trauma excuses on me over fictional characters like y'all are 2 years old.)
In other words, please....get a fucking grip!
Alright, let's put this possibly nonexistent debate to rest.
Was in the mood to do some shipping bingo
This one is for the clashidr girlies
They give me brain rot. So much brain rot. I need more of them but people don't make much content of them anymore since ashildr hasn't been mentioned for ages. Truly a crime against the people.
Do Better
In the quiet of his tent, long after McIllicuddy went to bed, Appledelhi let his carefree smile fade away.
There was no one around to impress - not that he was the type of man to bother with posturing anyway.
He was single-minded. Dedicated to his dream of mapping the meteors. Undaunted by the challenge of the ever-changing topography of the land.
It was his sole mission these days. After she died... after the fog of grief lifted and revealed the horrible mistake he'd made... after devoting half his life to scouting craters and the other half to investigating each and every orphanage or daycare center he stumbled across... now knowing that Francoise lived, he could focus the whole of his attention to the citizens of Earth. The inhabitants still scratching out a living on the pockmarked surface. The brave souls who chose to live with the sky stretched wide and wild above them despite the risk of being crushed by remnants of the moon still tumbling down...
He had made a promise in the wake of his wife's death... a heartfelt vow to do what he could to prevent accidents like that from claiming more lives... to build a system of warning that could keep people safe from the debris falling from the cosmos. If there was just enough knowledge gleaned... just enough algorithms properly programmed... just enough mapped out to ensure folks stayed alive...
For so long now he had been a man divided. Driven to chase the tails of meteors as they came streaking down, yet distracted by each and every grubby faced child glimpsed from the corner of his eye whenever they were near what remained of civilizations.
At last, at long last... his guilt over losing his daughter was assuaged. She lived... lean and hardy, bright and joyous... she lived perhaps a happier life than she would have had with him.
It was painful to admit that he had failed her after her mother died. He had been in shambles, out of sorts, distraught and devoid of any ability to take care of himself let alone a young child, scarcely more than a toddler. It had been for the best, he told himself again and again over the years, for the best to put her in a place of other children and adults who didn't forget to make meals or spend days wailing in misery or see in their darling child's face the ghost of the love of their life...
He had been a danger to himself and certainly to her as well.
This knowledge did not ever help him sleep at night after he came back to his senses.
By then it had been many months and he had gone many miles. There was no way to backtrack to exactly when he'd had the strength of mind to realize how to shield her, how to provide for her, by... abandoning her.
For years he was plagued with nightmares of what her fate might be. Did she still live? Did she resent him for leaving her? Did she even remember him at all?
Questions with no answer. Questions that served no purpose except to make him depressed.
So he strove to find answers to the other obsession in his life.
There had to be a reason his wife died, after all. It couldn't be pointless. It had to have meaning. He was determined to make something of himself, in her honor and memory.
To create a future for the inhabitants of this woe-begotten world.
His daughter was in good hands. Those gentlemen with her... they would do better for Francois - for Ed - than he ever could. Traipsing around piles of rubble, taking sensor readings of giant holes in the ground, calibrating devices to record the path of moon chunks tumbling tumbling tumbling down... that was no life for a child. No.
She lived, and she lived well. It was for the best.
She deserved caretakers who would do better by her.
She was his heart and soul. She deserved the very best that this universe could offer.