Please Donate For My Child 😢💔!

gaza still waiting for us to save them, even through little things

Oh beautiful world, you are such kind people with big hearts, you have brought happiness to my heart , Thank you for the love and support.🥹🥹🥹🥰🇵🇸

1936$\30,000$

My campaign was going through a rough patch and I had lost hope but I posted my last post and got a lot of love and support. This is the post you can see HERE and is another post HERE .

PayPal blocked my account and froze a very large amount for me, which is worth 310$

My account was blocked more than once and the interaction on it became little and the donations decreased significantly.

I created another account HERE.

I will tell my story again

I am Abdullah Musa, I am 20 years old. From this age, the period of dreams begins, the period of building the future begins, and from here, studying at university begins. My dream was to study medicine, but due to the bad circumstances (even before the war), it needed a lot of money, and because of that, I studied engineering for one year. Then the war came and my university was destroyed, and I decided to start from scratch and travel abroad and study medicine and revive my dreams again. My dreams, with you, have become possible to come true.

Pictures from the university

BDFOR

After

I received a lot of support and love and thank you all of course, but unfortunately this is not enough because of the high cost of travel, we are 5 people in the family and each person has his own travel cost of 5000 and the total becomes 25,000 and there will be 5,000 left so that we can live abroad and pay university fees

Study started in Egypt yesterday, it was bad bad when I saw the opening of the university, I wished to be with it

So I hope you are with me, I hope you care about me, I hope you share my story with your friends, you are the only ones who can make my dreams come true, I am still a young man, I do not have any job or any power to get money because I am still studying and I cannot complete my studies at this time, it is unfortunate to earn money this way but it is life, you cannot imagine how much happiness you bring to my heart

BEFOR

AFTER

This is a picture of me when I was young and when I was following my dreams and I was achieving them little by little but the war came and everything became the past and my dreams are gone

And again I love you all

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You can donate to me through(Before donating to me, remember that you will change my life for the better and achieve my dreams, and the amount of $ 5 is not a little)

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My GFM campaign is going through some problems right now so it's better to donate through PayPal but if you want to donate and don't have PayPal, donate on GFM I will solve the problem soon and thank you

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IMPORTANT NEWS BOUT BLLK S2, PLS READ 🙏

In conclusion, 8bit is pretty much js money grubbers and they are probably NOT saving the budget for U-20, high chance that the U-20 game animation will be js as bad as what we have rn

https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSjRuwXbS/

Like the link has stated, the animators are artists too, they want to be able to release work that they themselves are proud of, but their scenes are pretty much js getting cut out to meet deadlines, and not to mention the low pay and work conditions.

So if you want to blame someone, blame the greedy studio.

Pls reblog to let others know, don't keep going after the animators for S2, they've tried their best, take your anger and disappointment out on the studio instead

YOU DON'T NEED TO LIKE THIS POST, JS PLS REBLOG TO SPREAD THE WORD

Uncle sukuna

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Uncle Sukuna hates children and that just makes kids like him more.

They are practically magnetized to the man.

If he was being honest, he's really just afraid of hurting them, that and he has no idea how to handle a crying child. So, he avoids them at all cost.

Sometimes there's just nothing he can do though, especially when a little monster like his nephew is napping on his chest.

Which he does frequently.

Sukuna would be mean. Straight up telling the kid he was annoying. Yuuji would almost never care.

Almost.

“Don’t even think about it you little brat.” Sukuna would protest, seeing Yuuji crawling across the sofa. “Nu uh. No. Get your sticky little hands off of me!”

But eventually he would have to give in, rolling his eyes as Yuuji found his place- drooling over Sukuna’s shoulder.

Sukuna was also the type to say no and never mean it.

“Can we watch my show kuna?”

“No.”

Five minutes later? They’re smooshed together watching Yuuji’s stupid cartoon.

“Uncuna… can you help with my math homework please?”

“No.”

The next second Sukuna is in full tutor mode.

You might think that he’s the type to make a kid cry over their geometry work, but he is typically more patient than expected.

“Kuna can you make me some cinnamon toast?”

“No.”

“Pleaseeeee?????”

“No, Yuuji.” He’s firm.

Yuuji knows he’s getting that toast.

Sukuna has a love hate relationship with the kid. For Yuuji, it’s just love. That’s why, on the rare occasion, Sukuna might be just a little too rough on him.

It would likely be after a long day, maybe he worked late, maybe he had to deal with a rude person, maybe he didn’t sleep well. Whatever the case, the tattooed man would have an already short fuse when he walked in the door.

Unaware of his bad mood, Yuuji would flip around on the sofa, hearing the key turn in the door.

“KUNA!!!”

Yuuji would bound off the couch, racing for his uncle. Sukuna would sigh and roll his eyes as the boys grubby little hands encircled his leg.

“Kuna kuna! I had a presentation at school today! And I did a really good job because everybody clapped at the end like this-“ the boy smacks his hands together over and over, a big smile on his face, “I was so nervous but now that it’s all over, I wish I could do it again! It was so fun! I can’t wait for my next presentation-“

“Oh my gosh Yuuji will you shut up? I really do not care about your school project.” Sukuna would know the second it left his mouth it wouldn’t be true.

Yuujis little arms would fall away from his uncle. A frown would cover his face. “O-oh okay.” He would stumble back, watching his uncles face.

Sukuna would groan inwardly. Knowing he had been too harsh. He never actually minded hearing about his nephews day, he was just overstimulated and now he felt awful. The little boy was holding up a strong facade but his lip wobbled. The man would sigh.

“Ugh, Yuuji, I’m sorry kid, that was wrong of me-“

“No.” The boy would sniffle, “s’okay. M’sorry for making you mad.”

Oh, now Sukuna might as well walk into oncoming traffic.

He sighs, “No, Yuuji, you didn’t do a thing wrong. Don’t apologize for anything, alright?” He would run a hand through his cropped pink hair, “listen, I’m glad your presentation went well, that’s good, how about we go get dinner after I wash up, whatever ya want.”

Yuujis eyes would widen, a big grin coming back, “Yeah?!” Sukuna would sigh at the kids forgiving nature.

“Yeah, kid, I’m starved.”

Yuuji would bounce up and down, then, without a moment’s hesitation, throw himself around his uncles leg.

Sukuna would pat the boys hair, cursing himself for being so short with the kid.

And after being so annoyed just a second ago, after watching Yuuji race off to change his clothes, Sukuna realized he had forgotten what had ruined his day to begin with.

Cute little brat.

hey guys i-

She's 18 years older than the state of Israel

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This innocent post by @tikkunolamresistance about palestinian olives with a link about trees and where to get authentic palestinian olive oil was labeled as "mature content", below are the contents of that post in full.

@staff where's the mature content?

Where is it, huh?

What's so "18+" about a post about the pure-natured traditions of a culture under immenent threat?

WHAT PART OF THIS IS "MATURE CONTENT", TUMBLR?

Don't any of you ever give this hellsite a cent.

Most of the time, MC views their friends and lovers as normal civilians, just people trying to get by. But, of course, there are times where they can't help but remember that they're the elites of the elites.

Lucifer's red eyes are glowing through the shadow casted by the dark alley where a low-level demon thought it would be nice to stand in his path, "Huh?" He mumbled to himself then scoffed "Huh." they sounded the same to you, but the way he looked down at the demon, it surely is different treatment from how he is to you.

It's insane how much Mammon treats other people. Sure, you've come with him to play in the casino before, but this is your first time entering a... Private room. And surely, this is your first time seeing someone, Mammon, go crazy while playing Russian roulette. His beautiful laugh boomed inside the room as his opponent is about to pull the trigger, the suicide shot. "Haaah, shit! This is the type of shit I live for!" He laughed as he nuzzled on your neck while waiting for his opponents brain to scatter on the wall.

You thought Leviathan is just an extreme case of introvertness, but obviously—it's not just that. "Yeah, yeah..." He mumbled, bored, as countless nobles came to greet the head of the navy. But there was this one interesting occurance, a noble that held his hand. Sure his composure was commendable but as soon as the noble turned its back, his hand covered his mouth and you saw a glimpse of him stick his tongue out as if vomiting. Your eyes widened. Soon, maids started hurrying to his side, changing his gloves and spraying his hands with alcohol. "Opportunistic pigs... I hate greed demons." You heard him whisper, obviously not intending for you to hear.

Satan was the type to stay calm and often as a gentleman, maybe to you only. During one meeting between some nobles though, he looked particularly mad. "You sure have a lot to say." He suddenly gave off a threatening smile as he fix his position on the seat, then all of a sudden—splat. That disgusting sound rang on your ears as the head of the noble was blown away and then you saw a familiar tail coming from under the table that pierced the nobles head strong enough for it to blow away.