her expressions are like drugs to me
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📢Very urgent.!
🚨 We Need Your Kindness to Survive 🚨
My name is Inas Imad, from Gaza, and I am 30 year old wife and first time expecting mother living in the most unimaginable and dire circumstances for over a year now. Three years ago I married my best friend and have struggled trying to start a family. Even after this war began, my husband and I did not lose hope in starting our family and we continued in determination to live and to bring new life into this world. I am now currently pregnant with our first child, however due to the consequences of this war, I am faced with a high risk, dangerous pregnancy according to the doctor and I am very afraid that if I do not get get adequate nutrition, the medications, and supplies that I need, I will lose my child. The doctor has ordered medication to be given by injection throughout my pregnancy to help me carry my baby to term, however I do not have the money to purchase the medication and syringes needed, nor do we have the money to purchase adequate nutrition. Life here in Gaza is very difficult and we become more hopeless by the day. My husband and I had just started to build our lives together. We had a nice home where we had planned to start our family, and now we are subjected to living in a tent where there is no bathroom and we spend our nights just trying to get warm. It has been difficult being pregnant and not having a bathroom or even a bed to sleep on, but I want my child more than anything. The only hope we have left is in our baby and I am asking you to stand with us. Please, help us in any way you can to save our child. We feel very alone and abandoned, but we are determined to live and we want to see our child be one of the miracles that comes out of Gaza. Any amount you can donate, no matter how small, means the world to us. We will never forget you standing with us. Please, help me to evacuate from Gaza so that I can see my dream of being a mother and bringing my beautiful baby into this world to make it a better place and helping my husband and I be able to watch our child grow up. We will be forever grateful to you.
Please you are hope for me!
Don't make me lose hope.!
He is my first child.!😭😭😭
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i’m so rusty from not drawing for a whole semester (sobs) but its ok now because kaito's here
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We bear witness to God that the situation is so tragic that it cannot be written or described.
When the rain falls, the tent becomes a floating home on a sea of suffering.
Cold, dampnes 💔💔
My family suffers a lot in winter
My family need your support. Donate now to provide blankets and warm clothes 💔💔
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Tsujimura has never heard Ayatsuji laugh.
🌍✨ A Voice from Gaza: Fighting for Hope ❤️🩹
Hi, my name is Mosab , and I’m from Gaza. Life here has been harder than I could ever imagine, but today I’m sharing my story with hope in my heart, because your kindness has already given us so much strength.
This journey hasn’t been easy. The war has taken 25 family members from us—25 beautiful souls we loved deeply. Their laughter, their presence, their love… all of it is gone, leaving behind memories that are both precious and painful. Every day, I carry the weight of their loss, but I also carry their spirit, which gives me the strength to keep going.
Our Journey So Far
When I first reached out, I couldn’t have imagined we’d make it this far. Your support has been a light in these difficult times, and we are so deeply grateful for every single contribution.
But the road ahead is still challenging. Every day, we’re reminded of how much we’ve lost and how much we still need to rebuild.
Here’s what life in Gaza looks like for my family right now:
🏠 Safety: The uncertainty of tomorrow weighs heavily on us.
😢 Loss: The absence of the 25 family members we’ve lost is a pain we carry every moment.
💔 Dreams on Hold: The future feels so far away when survival takes all our strength.
How You Can Help Us Cross the Finish Line Even the smallest act of kindness can make a difference:
$5 may seem small, but for us, it’s a little relief, a moment of comfort, and a reminder that kindness still exists. ❤️
Can’t donate? Reblog this post to help us reach someone who can. Every share matters more than you know.
Why Your Support Matters Your kindness isn’t just about helping us meet our goal—it’s about reminding us that we’re not alone in this fight. It’s about hope. It’s about survival. And it’s about giving my family a chance to rebuild our lives, even in the face of unimaginable loss.
Thank you for helping us get this far. Your generosity and compassion have already brought us closer to a better tomorrow, and for that, I’m endlessly grateful.
With all my love and gratitude,
Mosab and Family ❤️
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small ayatsuji rant. i do wish gaiden gave us more insight into his inner turmoil which is of course difficult since the novel is mostly told from tsujimura’s pov, and she often struggles to make sense of him. but just know i’m always thinking about: his hatred of criminals + him being referred to throughout the story as a criminal and a murderer and worse + him running away and setting himself up to be executed in order to protect tsujimura from his ability (before he knew about the shadow child). which is absolutely about his love for tsujimura to me but it’s also about his self-hatred. because how can you believe a murderer is vile while also believing all lives are of equal meaning—or lack thereof—and you’ve taken many more than he has? how can you reassure yourself you’re a good person who deserves to live, when the only other person who thinks that is about to die at your hands?
anyway. this is all an excuse to talk about my headcanon of his and kyougoku’s backstory. with it being heavily hinted that they have a long & tumultuous history, i like to believe his resentment of kyougoku stems from something deeper — i.e. kyougoku taking him under his wing when ayatsuji was first shunned for his ability (i’m thinking around the time of that official art of ayatsuji as a child. you know the one). kyougoku also having an ability deemed “evil” and demonic and yet being a respected professor, researcher, neighbor. a beacon of hope that you can be a good person in spite of the ability fate handed to you. ayatsuji taking solace in that, just to notice the person he looks up to is always surrounded by mysterious deaths. always at the wrong place at the wrong time, but never conclusively enough to be held responsible. manipulating things behind the scenes. the betrayal of finding out your one hope that you aren’t the nature of your ability is desperate to manifest into one of the evil spirits he controls. if kyougoku did end up becoming a yokai in the end, then maybe you really are the god of death, the cold-blooded reaper, and always have been. maybe that hope of yours was futile from the beginning. and if that’s the case, then the least you can do is make sure your final act is saving a life, when all you’ve ever done is take it.
fucking losing it at the concept of a reverse Holmes and Watson like there's this genius journalist who goes around solving crimes and writes about how he does it and then there's his useless himbo assistant who does fuck all and just follows him around absolutely out of his mind on cocaine
writing? oh, i’m definitely writing. in my head. during the most inconvenient times. like in the shower or when i’m about to fall asleep. actual typing? no, no, we don’t do that here.
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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.