bzzzt (bisexual disaster) : just a bee who is in multiple fandoms and enjoys sweet sweet fluff (i die for angst.) her/she (y) pronouns :)
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gonna post my entire stickman reaction pic collection
my friends r so talented. rb if ur friends are talented
this sucks so bad i need to [remembers suicide jokes only worsen my mental health] put on the best talent show this towns ever seen
sorry sorry the photo is lopsided but yes!!! art block is gone for now!!!
so i js asked my friend to list some of their fav stuff to try and get some inspiration and i think i did rlly well cause i thoroughly enjoyed making this!! @tosteur-gluteal @professional-toe-sucka3 @scasm @fabseg-creator feel free to send a list of stuff that i can maybe create into a design!
Dear Reader,🌹
I am Dr. Mohammed Aldeeb, a dedicated medical professional specializing in emergency care, hailing from the Gaza Strip. 🇵🇸 ✌🕊
For years, I poured my heart and soul into my work at Al-Shifa Hospital, tending to the wounded and the ailing with compassion and skill.😀
However, the ravages of war tore through our lives😓, forcing me to abandon my cherished home and the familiar walls of the hospital where I once found solace😥💔.
Despite the adversities that besieged me, I persevered in my pursuit of healing. My determination led me to Al-Azhar University, where I embraced the role of a teaching assistant, imparting knowledge to aspiring medical students with unwavering dedication. Dreams of specializing in internal medicine beckoned me back to Al-Shifa Hospital, but alas, the brutal onslaught of war reduced it to rubble, shattering my aspirations in its wake.
In the chaos and carnage of conflict, I sustained injuries, and the sanctuary of my home was obliterated, leaving my family and me destitute and displaced. Yet, amid the ruins, a flicker of hope persists. At Al-Aqsa Hospital, I continue to extend a helping hand to those in need, drawing strength from the resilience instilled in me through years of education and service.
Today, we find ourselves sheltering in a humble tent, stripped of our possessions and livelihoods. The loss of my job, my home, and the comforting presence of my loved ones weighs heavily on my heart. Nevertheless, I refuse to surrender to despair, clinging to the belief that brighter days lie ahead.
It is with a heavy heart that I reach out to you, dear reader, seeking assistance in securing safe passage for myself and my family from the turmoil of Gaza. With your kindness and generosity, I hope to reclaim the path to realizing my medical vocation, enabling me to provide for my loved ones and contribute to the healing of our wounded world.
Your compassionate aid would mean the world to me and my family.
With gratitude and hope,
Dr. Mohammed Aldeeb
Gaza Strip
WhatsApp: 00972599095244
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@90-ghost : the verification
You see a post like this? Where OP might hurt/kill themselves? You hit that button that I circled
Hit that.
Click Suicide or Self-harm Concern
Yes.
Fill in the rest of it, and hit submit. The "content you reported" will fill itself in
Tumblr will follow up and help them.
This could SAVE SOMEONE'S LIFE.
ADS THAT SUDDENLY TAKE UP THE WHOLE PAGE
reblog this to put a leaf on your mutuals head
i'm just curious bc i'm watching How to Train Your Dragon and i always forget how happy and calm it makes me feel. i mean, i did name my cat after Toothless the dragon. but i also love Lion King, that's my Disney comfort movie. and my Ghibli comfort movie is Spirited Away. watching any of these when i'm in a foul mood or my anxiety is high always helps 🥰 but i watch them just for fun too, not only when i'm in a mood. what about you?
when u gots exams coming up but oh boy are you tired (i am up at this outrageous hour doin stuff like this)
anyways feel free to say what you think about it!!
yes.
Thank you to the person who suggested this and pushed me down a hole of obsession. By the way both of their colors together make up the color of the flag how cool is that look.
i dont think anything compares to the joy of getting asks on tumblr or getting comments on ao3
its like, wow. human communication thru the internet. except it feels personal. but yknow, in a nice way, not in an invasive way
its like, you CLICKED on MY account and read thru MY posts and cared enough to leave me a personal message. smth so cute abt that
Hello,,
My name is Ashraf Alanqar, and I am 30 years old. My wife, Widad Issa, and I have a one-and-a-half-year-old son named Bakr. We used to live peacefully in the Al-Shuja’iya neighborhood, in a house we built just a week before the war began. I worked as a farmer and owned a large chicken farm that provided for my family.
Beloved of my heart (Bakr)
Then the war came and destroyed everything. Our home was reduced to ashes, and our chicken farm was obliterated. We lost our home, our livelihood, and even our basic rights. We've been forced to move from place to place in northern Gaza, simply trying to survive.
My House before...
Me.. while trying to recognize what has happened..
The terror we feel as we flee from heavy bombardment is unbearable. The sound of explosions around us, the constant fear as we navigate through the rubble of destroyed homes searching for safety and food, haunts us every day. My son Bakr is constantly scared and suffers from severe malnutrition and skin diseases due to the lack of food, water, and sanitation.
Our beautiful memories.. :(
We urgently need your help. I am asking for your support to fund this campaign to move my family to a safe place, provide us with a proper home, and ensure we have enough food, water, and medical care.
Baker used to play with his dog.
Your donation, no matter how small, can make a significant difference in our lives. We desperately need your support and solidarity during this difficult time. Together, we can restore hope and safety to Ashraf and his family.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart for considering my plea. Your support means more than words can express. Together, we can turn a story of loss into a journey of hope and resilience.
With deepest gratitude,
Ashraf & the Family
no no i’m a bee, sorry (bzzt)
WAIT PEOPLE ON TUMBLR ARE REAL FUCKING PEOPLE
or french people idk
If you call pedophilia a kink please unfollow me and never talk to me again
i just had this huge ass revelation. heavens above i have no game at all. am i meant to stay a loser
feel free!!
i kid you not i think i’m supposed to feel touched and i truly am but the heartburn bit that popped up like two times killed me instantly. i think another way the ending could’ve went (in a much more dramatic way) would be like:
chapter 2 epilogue:
shinobu: well, that was something. my smile feels a lot lighter now.
heart: wow that was nice, lemme just- (*cue romantic bgm*) skip a beat~ (*romantic bgm gets louder*)
shinobu: *oh…i….*(*romantic bgm slowly builds up until-*)
shinobu: oh i think i have tachycardia (ps: bear with me i think this was an actually pretty recently discovered illness back then but feel free to correct me) i have to do something i think i have- (*romantic bgm slowly turns into a train of mixed up medicinal jargon that nobody but shinobu will never comprehend*)
giyu: (*in the distance*) wow is she okay or smth
@demonslayedher you might never see this but your fic is going along great soo keep it up i love your work (like your other fics and aus) and your tumblr :)
Concept: You walk outside one night and notice that there are two full moons. A few hours go by and they don’t seem to move.
You stare up at them.
They blink.
🍜🍥🍜
the one time he gets to grow up and nene isn’t by his side…he probably remembered her too but never got to see her or hold her before he eventually forgot!!!! AIDAIRO STOP THIS MADNESS :(
2,121,566 people are not Amanda and counting!
We’ll find you Amanda.