Lupin PART 6 EP 19 SPOILERS
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Me after ep 19: MATTEA, YOU BETTER START RUNNING
can you talk about being intersex and cis? how do you know if you're cis or trans when you're intersex? i promise this isn't meant to be rude i'm just a little confused as to how gender works when you're intersex. thank you so much. <3
I’m cis because I’m afab and still identify as a woman. If I was afab and identified any other way, I’d be trans. I’m intersex because my body itself has a mixed bag of secondary sex characteristics and hormones.
The label “intersex” itself isn’t a gender identity as much as it’s a way for people with mixed or ambiguous sex characteristics to define that experience. There are cis men and women who are intersex, trans people of every kind as well. I’m sure there are intersex people who just identify as intersex entirely but most intersex people I’ve met still identify as male, female, or nonbinary. Because your body doesn’t determine your gender identity.
Also, the opposite of intersex is perisex. You can be cis or trans, while being intersex or perisex. If you’re not intersex, you are perisex.
Hello
How are you
My name is Ahmed I'm from Gaza, i am engineer I created this link in order to save my elder parents and my brothers and sisters from the cruel horrors of war and take them to a safe place.
Our house and all our shops were completely destroyed, and we were displaced to an unlivable area in Rafah, and then we were displaced to a tent inside which we felt as if we were in a hot oven.
We suffer in our lives inside the tent. There is no water, electricity, or food, not even enough flour to make bread.
My father and mother's health condition is getting worse day by day due to the lack of food, medicine, and health care
I created this campaign so that I could travel to a safe place, as the cost of travel per person reaches $5,000.
My family and I will be very grateful for your help
https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-ahmed-family-to-travel?modal=share&source=fundraiser+sticky+footer
I've chatted with Ahmed and just fundraiser is legitimate. Donate if you can as this is very low on funds. and don't forget to share
There’s a strange thing about memories—sometimes, they feel like the only thing we have left. I close my eyes, and I can still see my family sitting around the dinner table, laughing at a joke my uncle made. I can still hear my mother calling me to come inside before it gets too late. I can still feel the warm sun on my face as I walked home from school, thinking about my next big dream.
Now, those moments feel like they belong to another life. The streets aren’t the same. The people aren’t the same. And I—I don’t know if I’m the same either. But I hold onto those memories so tightly because they remind me of who I am, of the love I’ve known, of the warmth that still exists somewhere in this world.
If you’re reading this, take a moment to appreciate the little things. Hug your family. Send a message to an old friend. Step outside and take a deep breath of fresh air. 🌿 These are the moments that matter. These are the things that make life beautiful.
No matter where life takes me, I’ll never stop cherishing the love that shaped me. And I hope, wherever you are, you never stop appreciating the love around you too. 💙
Sorato failing his rise sequence be like-
this is not normal. Palestinian students the same age as me or in many cases even YOUNGER shouldn’t have to be online 24/7 advocating for their families just so they have some money to buy food and buy a tent after their old one was destroyed by a drone strike. please don’t be desensitized by this. there is an onslaught of atrocities being committed by israel every single day but we have to keep standing up for Palestinians.
the students on my dash… they’re all so young they have aspirations they have hopes. but now they need to wake up at the crack of dawn to line up at the food distribution center not knowing if there’s a sniper somewhere watching them. this is horrific
Every Share, Every Kind Word Matters 🙏
The weight of grief and survival is crushing. There is no break, no moment of peace. Every day, we are forced to keep moving forward, even when we don’t know where forward leads.
Today, we’ve reached $2,200, and that means everything. It means we have people who still believe in us, who still care.
💔 The struggle is not over. 💔 The losses are too deep to count. 💔 But your kindness helps us breathe.
If you can help, please do. If not, sharing this post helps more than I can explain. You never know who might see it, who might be moved to help.
Thank you for holding onto hope with us.
Saw a post on Twitter with a screenshot of the upcoming Arc Movie with Shu holding something that resembles the Arc Riser , which made me remember seeing a post from here on Tumblr saying there was a rumor of Gilarc’s host being Shu. I thought about it and realized that it has some angst potential so…uhh, have this little sketch thing (this is like the first Ultraman fanart I’ve ever done lmao)
The Sound of Empty Stomachs Is Louder Than Bombs: A Family in Gaza Calls for Your Help!
Amid war, airstrikes, and destruction, my family in Gaza is living through a silent tragedy. Between the buzzing of warplanes and the explosions, there is another sound echoing... the sound of empty stomachs. My little child, the women, and all of us sit in the corner of our tent, waiting for a meal that might never come.
The crisis is not just the tent, the demolished walls, the blocked roads, or the biting cold. It’s something simpler yet far more cruel... food. My family hasn’t tasted vegetables or meat for over three months. Day by day, they lose something else: yesterday it was fruit, and today it’s flour — a dream now out of reach due to its scarcity and exorbitant price.
Every moment is a battle for survival, and every bite of food pulls us back from the brink of hunger.
Will you let us suffer? Will you allow the sound of hunger to be louder than the voice of your conscience?
Contribute now, even a small amount, because in these conditions, even the smallest help means life!
Donate to my family and help keep them alive. What might be your next meal is an unattainable dream for them.
To donate:
Be the difference. Be the voice of humanity in a time of deafening silence!
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Mena is a college student living in Gaza studying to become a nurse.
Imagine your life as Mena's. Faced with horrors we cannot even begin to realize; so close to the dream that she has held tightly in her heart since childhood, with a simple desire to help the people around her in any which way she can, and right when she is so close to realizing her dream, to turning it into her life and her reality, her dream is shattered - slipping through her fingers as she desperately tries to hold onto it: her dreams, her inspiration, her motivations, even her friends and teachers, some of whom were killed during the war.
All she has left is her dream, striving to fulfill it.
Even during the war, with the education she had received before the war flipped her life upside-down, she put that knowledge to work, standing alongside nurses and doctors in the field and tending to horrible wounds with limited access to medical tools and resources - helping anyone she could, while hungry, thirsty, with nowhere but a flimsy tent to lay her head down at night, exposed to the harsh elements.
Mena's whole life has been dedicated to helping the people around her. It is now our turn to show Mena the unconditional love and support that she has shown to anybody lucky enough to cross her path. ❤️
The university contacted her a couple days ago, letting her know that she will have to pay the fees she's incurred for the online courses she's dedicated herself to during the war; studying as her childhood home was shelled and destroyed along with all of her and her family's things and lifetime of saved funds, memorizing her work as bombs dropped on her university, crumpling it to stone and dust.
Chuffed has a waiting period for processing and transferring funds. If you want your donation to IMMEDIATELY be sent to Mena, paypal is linked below.
From Under the Rubble... I Write My Story 🌿
I never thought I would write these words… 😔
I never imagined waking up to endless screams,
Running barefoot through smoke and fire,
Searching for my mother among the rubble,
Only to find nothing but silence… a heavy silence telling me that no one will answer me anymore. 💔
In one moment, everything changed.
Our home became a memory, my mother’s embrace became the past,
And my father's face, now absent, is the last thing I hold in my memory.
They’re gone… and left my heart burdened with unspoken grief. 😢
But despite everything, we are still here… trying.
I survived with my younger siblings.
Yes, we survived… but who are we after survival?
Children without warmth, without a roof, with no place to return to.
We were displaced to an unknown place, carrying a bag empty of everything… except pain. 🥀
We slept in the open, waking every morning to a life that holds nothing for us,
I ask you to be a small light in this vast darkness,
To extend a hand that can mend what the war has broken in us.
Your donation will give my siblings a chance to sleep safely,
It will provide us with food, shelter, and maybe even a new beginning. 💖
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #586 )✅️
Any amount, no matter how small, is big for us
It’s a prayer, it’s love, it’s life. 🌟
In conclusion...
From my heart, and from the hearts of my little siblings,
Thank you to everyone who has donated,
Thank you to everyone who has read,
Thank you to everyone who has shared.