A Piece Of Me Dies Every Time Im Reading A Fic And Taylor Swift Lyrics Pop Up😭 Then I Realize The

So you're telling me the story that starts with the queen dying in an attempt to give the king a son even though they already had a daughter, the story in which that same daughter is named heir, the story in which the new Queen attempts to slutshame a little girl to have her son on the throne, the story where that same girl now woman is usurped for the crime of daring to want something other than being a walking womb, for wanting something she was promised, the story where that same woman is known as "Maegor with teats" when she didn't even cause half the destruction her half brother caused (proving that history is kinder to cruel men), the story where after her death no more dragons where born until one of her female descendants brought them back to life, THAT story is about how war is bad?

And here I thought that story was about misogyny, oops, silly me

I need y'all bitches to start making more Mark Grayson fanfics right tf now

I beg of u PLZ🙏

Omg my type

here guys this is my taste actually 🙏 pretend kate bishop is here too

my friend (shugiatan on twitter) and i drew the most biblically canonical kurokura

It's my 3 year anniversary on Tumblr and I'm upset because I don't have anything written 😭

the amount of miles smut going around is ridiculous. he's a MINOR and you're writing about sexual acts between him and whoever, and you wonder why you're getting backlash? it doesn't matter if you age him up or whatever, you're still writing smut about a MINOR. you shouldn't even be thinking about sexual acts of him because he's only 15. HE STATED IT IN THE MOVIE. it literally goes for any minor in this movie. gwen, pavitr, spiderbyte, etc. the list goes on. it just proves on how much of a pervert someone is, actually. its bad enough that some people over 18 are writing smut about minors (thats full on pedophilia) but the fact that people are justifying it because they're his age? YOU'RE FEEDING PEOPLE WHAT THEY WANT. its creepy and disgusting. some of you people need to detach a little and come back to reality, cause this isn't acceptable. "bUt hE's fIcTiOnAL" who cares? smut shouldn't even be a thing in my opinion but you do you.

My husband has become a prisoner of the Israeli occupation😭😭

After we were besieged in Rafah for more than four days, the tent was demolished over my heads, my children, and my husband, and we were able to miraculously escape. For those whose story of escape was not complete, because they were able to capture my husband and he is now their prisoner after he was injured in his feet from the bombing. My child was also exposed to danger and underwent a difficult surgical operation that failed. My family is now without a father, without a breadwinner for us, in light of this war and this catastrophic famine. I cannot provide food and drink for my children, nor can I provide treatment for my sick child. Please help us by donating to save us from danger.

Please donate now

I want to thank every person with a humane heart who helped me and my children. I hope you continue to donate to my family.

🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

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I Am Saja – A Mother Holding On Through the Return of War

My name is Saja. I am a wife, a mother to a precious 8-month-old girl, and I am writing this in a moment that I wish I didn’t have to live t

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude

little mornings

(jane volturi × fairy! reader)

warnings!

twilight, the volturi, blood, gore ig, don't read if you have a fear of heights? sexual references (not too bad)

reader will have pastel purple hair, and purple wings like the collage(since I can't leave pretty colors alone)

Use whatever name you would like

[reader] is female

Both Jane and Reader are aged up to 19 at least

when I write tiny it doesn't mean short. Since reader is a fairy she can be fairy sized if she wants.

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sparkley small purple wings shimmer beautifully in the morning sun. The sleepy fairy resting her tired body on a black satin pillow. "I know I'm coming." The poor thing murmurs, raising one [skincolored] hand above her head and stifling a yawn with the other. "Impatient little thing."

[reader] cracks open one [eye colored] eye looking around the dark room, sadly not finding who she was looking for. "Jane must've left early" the fairy muses, sliding off the comfortable pillow and flying off of the equally comfy bed. The purple fairy stretches, her body growing larger as she does until it was her human height.

I wonder where she could-

A loud scream interrupts her questioning. Oh. The sunlight pours in and reflects off the naked fairy's wings while she prances around her and Jane's joint room. The tiled cold floor under her bare feet making the purple fairy cringe a little as she made her way into the bathroom.

[reader] looks at herself blankly into the mirror. Her [color] eyes trailing the dark hickies and love bites that scattered over the expanse of her chest. Damn jane. Her [skincolored] fingers trace the marks across the smooth skin, a ghost of a smirk on her face.

The girl speeds through her morning routine, taking a quick shower and continuing on. Because of Jane's marks, a long sleeved dress was her only option. (Unless of course, she wanted to be unprofessional and embarrassed.) The off white button up dress came down just below her knees, proudly revealing the limited edition heels jane bought as a anniversary gift.

At the thought of her vampire wife [reader] perks up, dusting a light blush over her face and styling her purple locks into an intricate braid (or taking off her hair wrap/bonnet) . Closing the pastel porcelain corset top over her rib cage and with a swipe of lip gloss she was out the bedroom door.

Thankfully, the back of the dress had been open, the fairy's beautiful purple wings sticking out. Another scream startles [reader] once more, the girl visibly jumping before narrowing her eyes. Damn Jane.

With a flutter of her wings the fairy was off the ground and flying elegantly towards a certain room. Who designed such a trippy castle?

The fairy finds herself asking while she floated through the halls, her eyes connecting vaguely with the large portraits hung up on them.

As [name] nears her destination, the frail sound of a small heartbeat grows louder until the purplette is knocking on a wooden double door.

A small 'enter please' is all the fairy needs before she uses the black handle bars to open the large door. Lucian everdeen, her future brother in law stands up in her presence. It was apart of [names] routine to bring him down after the vampires breakfast. Seeing as Lucian was alec's intended and a new addition to the castle.

Fairy's only needed to eat once a day so it was pretty easy for [name] to skip breakfast.

The purple fairy hold out a [skincolored] hand raising it so that Lucian could hold on. "C'mon, they're just about done!" Lucian had become a quiet addition to the volturi's life, the human only speaking thirty words that [name] had counted since he arrived last summer.

[Name] understood, Jane had been the same way when she and [name] had started courting.

But quietness aside. Lucian had seemed to develop quite the interest in [name]. Or rather the girls wings. Jane hadn't really liked the human's fixation with her wife's wings but [name] had thought nothing of it, claiming it was adorable.

With Lucian now holding her hand, [name] exits the room. The human had taken to burying his head into the fairy's shoulder. He's so cute!

[Name] looks back at Lucian and chuckles, closing the door and leading the human down the hallway and to their respective partners.

The two enter the throne room, and true to [names] estimate, the vampires had just finished up. At the sight of his intended Lucian blushes, his heartbeat picking up and thumping wildly against his chest.

[Name] fly's towards Jane, grinning and pulling the blonde in for a short hug. A hint of a smile flickers across her wife's face and Jane subtly grabs onto [names] hand. Giving the fairy a long once over before talking. "I was only gone for an hour at most."

"So?" The fairy tilts her head, resting it on the blonde's shoulder and sighs loudly. A pale hand ghosts over [names] ribcage. And the fairy's breath hitches at the wandering hands.

"A new addition?" Jane asked her voice lowered even though they knew the other vampires could hear them. "Yeah, matches my wings don't you think?" [Name] gives her wife a closed eyed smile.

"Mm"

"Now that everyone is accounted for," Aro clears his throat, sitting on his extravagant throne and looking down on his coven members.

"Let's get the day started yes?"

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