hey i’m sorry to beg again but unfortunately i kind of have to
i have to pay my second portion of rent and my utility bill by the 15th, aka exactly two weeks from now. i’ll be getting my pell grant sometime in (very) late january, and then my gi bill will be coming back at the end of the month. i’ll also be moving out to a much cheaper apartment when my lease ends in four months, which would literally solve all of my problems
i’m a heavily disabled student who can’t get a job due to again being disabled and my entire week being filled with nothing but classes, as well as not being able to get a work study job either due to times
all together it would be $364
please reblog if you can’t donate, but legitimately even five dollars would help
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0/364
how i imagine my breakdowns after having them
such impossible bliss
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this is actually kinda old but i didn't post it when i first made it bc i thought mind's hands looked like shit
ALSO I KEEP ON FORGETTING SOUL'S SATORI THING FUUUUUUCK
fanfic ttime, featuring my zeph hms!! tw for suicide mention
"You don't understand, Mind! We need to feel something, anything!" "In order to survive this cacophany, we need to detach from the situation." As Heart and Mind argued for the umpteenth time, Soul stood by. This reminded him of the arguments before the current loop. Heart betraying Mind, severing his arms, and now shooting him. Could this ever end? "Soul fronts the most, right? He needs to be present in the moment, to feel and act accordingly!" "If he feels nothing, the mental toll won't be as much of a burden." Words blended together in Soul's mind, his fur fluffing up with overstimulation.
"Shut up!" Soul snapped. He summoned his trident, pointing it at the two, his wings fluffing up in rage. "I swear to fucking Harmonia, if you two don't stop arguing like before, I will hang this damn body!" Silence. Heart and Mind shook hands, and backed away from eachother. "This has happened before! Do you remember how you lost your arms, Mind?! Do you remember why he hates you in the first place, Heart?! You don't!! I have been trying for years to make you two listen, but--" He paused and took a deep breath, letting his trident simmer away.
"...You never listen."
Thinking about Soul makes me sob because imagine if he's the only one who ALWAYS remember each and every loop 24/7 while the other two stuck within the time mental loop where they keeps on forgetting ehat happened, forgetting their progress over and over again despite knowing about the loops. (Knowing, not remembering.)
Leaving Soul behind in the dark, remembering each one of those loops. Seeing his friends constantly falling back into the worst versions of themselves, ovwr and over again.
I imagine on the first few loops, Soul TRIED so hard to make them aware of the loop, to let them know that this had happened before, to shake their heads. He was probably desperate for them to REMEMBER so this cacophony could end fast, so they could be back and be friends again.
But no, despite how many times he had told them, it doesn't help with their fights at all. They'll forget about it by the next loop.
Soul longs for that happy place, happy times where his friends are being friends, where all three of them get to have a happy life, being whole, complete. But it never last long. He could make them aware of the loop during concord and they would accept it, but it would be a waste once they hit calamity once again.
He would cling into those parts of Heart and Mind that reminded hin of concord, would try his best to bring the best out of them, only for them to completely ignoring him and hyperfocused on their own conflicts about wanting to be the one to influence soul.
He probably had tried to solve their problems with kindness for the first few rounds. He slowly turned his attempts to get them to get along into threats as the more the loops happened.
He must be so sick of it. Just as much as the other two. Except, he remembered everything.
"Trapped Dreams"
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In a small corner of Gaza, where the lights fade and darkness falls, Mahmoud sat alone, thinking. He was a young man like any other, dreaming of a better future, a safe home, and a job that would provide him and his family with a decent life. But the dream turned into a nightmare, and life into a daily struggle for survival.
Mahmoud's family, which includes 43 members, lived under the burden of siege and war. They lost their homes, and watched their dreams fade before their eyes. Every day was a new challenge, searching for a living amidst the lack of water and electricity, and the fear of bombing that could come at any moment.
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i cannot donate, for i don't have a bank account, but i have reblogged! i hope the bets of luck!
what aabout me 😔
watching a few reblogs saying they miss my supernova posting knowing damn well im probably not gonna post about it for another 3 weeks
tw: blood, bright colors
kinda old but DAMN THIS BUSTS
i remember finding a whole ass zip file full of glitch/test graphics from arcade machines and i put it to good use
it was actually inspired off of a renard song that used chop suey by soad as a sample but to prevent me getting canceled and shunned because of what Emma Essex did i'm gonna tag it as soad
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