Hello!🇮🇹 I love anime and books, i do gacha videos, i like write and i'm trying to learn to draw. a lots of AU's live rent free in my mind
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nobody talks about how chapter one is basically a messy first date between you and the reader
Hello dears ! I am asking you to support my campaign to help me to reach my goal. I am now in bad need to your support to help me stay alive and safe. Gaza is a very dangerous place either on the level of livelihood or on the level of souls. I need your monetary support to ensble me to get the basic needs for my family till Rafah crossing point reopens to move my family to safety and peace.Pleasd help a family be alive through your small donations or througn your shares to others.Thank you so much for your stand beside people in need .
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I hope you are well👋
I am writing to you with a heavy and troubled heart, after much hesitation, but my urgent need has encouraged me to ask for immediate help 🚨
My family is in an extremely dangerous situation due to the ongoing war 🇵🇸
I am facing challenges I never expected, and although I have tried everything within my power to overcome them 💔
I now need your generous support 🙏
These times are difficult for everyone, but your help to me and my family would allow us to face this ordeal with dignity and strength. I trust that your kindness and generosity will inspire you to extend a helping hand to my family, and this is something I will never forget ❤️
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Every share could be a lifeline for my family 🤍🕊️
I thank you deeply for your generosity, and I pray that God blesses you with health and prosperity ❤️🌷
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Readers, make sure you have all your favourite Ao3 fics downloaded.
Writers, make sure you have copies of all the fics you have posted on Ao3.
I don’t want to be alarming, but things could get really bad really fast. OTW shared this today on Twitter, and I'm a bit worried about it 😅
Ao3 is a non-profit organisation. If they have to start paying taxes, I have no idea what will happen.
so i was googling the grishaverse world building(as one does, do not judge me)
and i found out that kaelish people think that grisha blood has medical properties, so they kill grisha to drink their blood
my jaw actually dropped, mainly due to the realization that colm fahey is kaelish. so, um… sir. your people think drinking your wife and child’s blood is a good idea.
idk i think every grisha and otkazat’sya couple in the grishaverse is interesting bc basically everyone has weird, convoluted beliefs about grisha. but they’re able to see past those beliefs and fall in love anyway.
but anyway, here is my source:
Sure that scene in Soc where Nina sees the pyres that they send Grisha to in Fjerda but we don't talk about Jesper's reaction enough. He's GRISHA too!!!
And let's not forget this man hasn't been trained to conceal his powers like Nina, and he's entering a Grisha Prison where if caught, he'd most likely be sentence to the same fate as those he's just seen? This man is scared af, he's nervous, he's scared and he's also terrified because what if he slips and someone sees his powers? What then?
Hi! 👋 We're reaching out with a heartfelt message of hope. My wife, Diana, our two young daughters, and I live in Gaza, where we face daily struggles in an environment filled with conflict 💔. We've just launched a new GoFundMe campaign to help us escape this danger and find a place where our family can live in peace. Your support, even by simply sharing the link, would mean the world to us. Thank you for reading our story, and for any help you can give ❤️🌸.
Please take a moment to check it out: [https://gofund.me/4f370b48]
Unvetted as of yet. If you can donate please do and if not please share and reblog.
Dazai as Klaus Hargreeves AU
15!Port Mafia Klaus/Dazai:But I got smarter, I got harder in the nick of time
12!Klaus:Honey, I rose up from the dead, I do it all the time
22-30! ADA Dazai:I got a list of names, and yours is in red, underlined
All of his version trough the years:I check it once, then I check it twice, oh
Ooh, look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you just made me do
Look what you just made me-
Ooh, look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you just made me do
Look what you just made me do
Anyway I'm working on the first two chapters
URGENT HELP SAVE THE LIFE OF MY CHILD
Dear humanity,
Please Help Me – My Son May Die at Any Moment.
I'm Amal from Gaza. 🍉
Here’s my story, and I’m reaching out with a hopeful heart 💔✨, hoping someone will feel what my family and I are going through.
My son is suffering from a severe and life-threatening injury after being shot by Israeli drones. He urgently needs medical treatment outside Gaza.
I beg you, i kiss your feet, to help my son. My son may die at any moment
I lost most of my family. I'm afraid to lose my son too 🥺 .
Please Donate now:👇👇 👇
https://gofund.me/305028dd
Thank you for your compassion and kindness
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Day 1 for pray for Fukuzawa's survival in the next bsd chapter.
URGENT HELP SAVE THE LIFE OF MY CHILD
Dear humanity,
Please Help Me – My Son May Die at Any Moment.
I'm Amal from Gaza. 🍉
Here’s my story, and I’m reaching out with a hopeful heart 💔✨, hoping someone will feel what my family and I are going through.
My son is suffering from a severe and life-threatening injury after being shot by Israeli drones. He urgently needs medical treatment outside Gaza.
I beg you, i kiss your feet, to help my son. My son may die at any moment
I lost most of my family. I'm afraid to lose my son too 🥺 .
Please Donate now:👇👇 👇
https://gofund.me/305028dd
Thank you for your compassion and kindness
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The most of people like fluff fanfictions, smut fanfictions or even angsts.
But no, my brain decided that I must be obsessed with Watching the show/reading the book fanfictions.
IT'S DONE This was actually one of the very first ideas I wanted to draw for skk, because (as someone rightly pointed out in the tags) they are just so in synchro when they work together, I can't help but think that would translate for dancing as well
I am mohammed Ayyad, I am 17 years old, high school student, I have 7 brothers, including 4 girls and 3 boys and my mother.
Since the beginning of the war, my family and I have been displaced 4 times, each time more severe than the other.
The first is from Gaza City to Khan Yunis, and the second is from Khan Yunis to the shores of Bahr Khan Yunis, then to the city of Rafah, and then to an area called Al Qarara .
My house was completely destroyed , everything is under the rubble my childhood, my memories, my books, and my ambition and Many relatives and friends were killed and life was completely destroyed.
so l please you to help me and help my family collect donations to evacuation the war zone, get out of Gaza safely, and complete my school studies, via my donation link.
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Hello dear friends! ❤🤍🖤💚
🍉I am Mahmoud Ayyad, a Palestinian from the besieged and destroyed Gaza 😭😭, coming from an extended family of young children, women and elderly people ❤❤ who have been suffering😭😭 for 300 difficult days from an aggressive war.
Our lives are harsh because we lack all the basic necessities of life. Everything has become scarce and unattainable. There is no food, no water, no medicine.
So, I ask you to help me keep my family safe and alive, especially after we had lost all our sources of livelihood.Please do not leave my family to struggle and suffer these difficult days alone. You can support my campaign by donating whatever you can or by sharing my posts to reach others who can help us survive the war to safety and peace. You are helping the lives of many people with your small contribution. Every donation makes a difference in our very difficult lives. But this is a legitimate campaign and has been checked by 90-ghost.
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Save Mohammed ….
Hello, Please Help Me – My Son May Die at Any Moment. Donate or at Least Share This Appeal. I am in desperate need of your help. My son’s life is hanging by a thread, and he may not survive without urgent medical treatment. Time is running out, and we are facing a critical situation. I am asking for your generosity to help us save him – either through a donation or by sharing this urgent plea with others.
I beg you, kiss your feet, to help my son. My son may die at any moment
Donate now:👇👇 gofundme.com
gaza #free_palestine #Save_Mohammed #genocide
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Hello, I am Tareq from Gaza Iam trying save my famliy from the genocide happening here. I ask for your help in spreading my story and donating if you can contribute anything, no matter how small.Please don,t forget to sharethe latest post from my page and follow my account to help spread the story to the world. Thank you.
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On Christmas Day of 2018, I received a paperback copy of George Orwell's 1984. I was 12 years old.
I remember the adults - aunts and uncles, parents, grandparents, looking at me cautiously, as if they had handed me a live bomb rather than a book. "That's a very intense book, okay?" my father told me. "If you want, we can talk about it after you read it." 12-year-old me, with only a dim idea of what fascism actually was and an insatiable appetite for books, only nodded.
While my younger cousins and sister played with their new toys, I sat on the couch and read the book in one sitting. When I finished, I looked up to see the adults staring at me with a strange sort of fascination. "Do you want to talk about it?" my father asked.
"No." I shrugged and turned away.
The truth was, I had been expecting a happy ending. Winston Smith was the good guy, wasn't he? Why didn't he win? Evil governments always lost in the end, didn't they? How could Winston have been brainwashed into believing such an evil, awful dictatorship was truly great? After all, when my middle school history teachers talked about dictatorships, those of Hitler and Stalin, it was obvious that they were the worst of the worst. No one actually agreed with them, did they?
Then I remembered my fourth grade class talking about the upcoming election, laughing about how obviously stupid Trump's wall idea was, and how strange it felt to hear someone say Clinton was worse. I don't remember his reasoning, but I distinctly remember thinking it was dumb because what could be dumber than a giant wall around Mexico? I remembered my grandmother arguing against vaccinating children, and I remembered flat Earthers I had seen online. That day was the first time it clicked for me: people believe what they want to believe.
The years passed. I read 1984 again, and again, and again. I watched as Trump shut down the government for sake of a temper tantrum, as he was impeached, as he told Americans to object bleach, as he politicized a pandemic and let thousands die. I didn't know about his SA scandals. I didn't know he had called Mexicans "thieves and rapists." I just knew he could not be allowed to be president again.
Yet, when 2020 rolled around, I was only 14 years old and could not vote. I settled for watching anxiously as the votes came in - I didn't know much about Joe Biden, but he was clearly a better alternative. He actually believed the COVID-19 pandemic was real, for one. So I sighed in relief as the results came through four days later: Joe Biden had been elected president of the United States.
I kept watching. I watched as Trump incited insurrection, as terrorists stormed the Capitol. I stared in horror at the TV. How could this have happened? How were so many people so delusional?
In December 2021, for my sophomore year English class, I read 1984 again. I thought of January 6th.
My classmates thought it boring, confusing, stupid. It didn't make sense. What did it matter? Who cared whether or not we knew the significance of the character of O'Brien?
I kept watching. The summer before my junior year of high school, just before I entered a relationship with my now-partner, Roe v. Wade was overturned, and I felt a sinking pit in my stomach. Six months later, a friend of mine read 1984 for that same English class, and he loved it - we had a few intense study hall discussions about the nature of doublespeak, of totalitarianism, of a surveillance state. My partner agreed, reading it with a terrified fascination.
I kept watching. I realized I was nonbinary, and I watched in horror as the Republican Party made their creeping advances to eradicate trans rights. Idly, I reread 1984. What the right wanted did seem a lot like Oceania's government, didn't it? I wondered if I'd ever be able to marry my partner, who, despite also being trans, was still the same sex as me. If Trump ran again, he'd probably win, and then what would we do?
Then, 2024. Trump won the primaries in a landslide. I turned 18 and registered to vote. In the meantime, I skimmed Project 2025's bits about banning pornography and thought of 1984 and its carefully curated sexless society, created to achieve perfect complacency. I went off to college and voted absentee, carefully bubbling in the circle next to Vice President Kamala Harris's name. I woke up on Wednesday, November 6th to see Trump had won the presidency.
It has been one week. Again, I watch as Trump proposes a Department of Government Efficiency, which sounds euphemistically horrific. I watch as he suggests Musk to head it, a man known for being as inefficient as possible. I think of the Ministry of Truth and how its entire purpose was to disseminate lies. I watch as people celebrate, mocking me and many others who had desperately voted against a fascist, a rapist, a convicted criminal, a man who would kill us and spit on our graves if he was elected to office. I think of Parsons and duckspeak, the practice of simply spitting out the "correct" propaganda the same way a duck quacked. People really did believe what they wanted to believe, didn't they? I realize Trump won because, deep down, people hated minorities more than they loved democracy.
I hope my loved ones and I will survive another Trump presidency. I hope those in Gaza and Ukraine will survive it too, along with so many others - Jews, POC, immigrants, students, disabled, Muslims. At the very least, I hope to live long enough to watch as the bigots are forced to eat their own words and come to terms with the fact they gleefully voted in their own downfall.
At the end of the day, 1984 taught me something I could not have comprehended at age 12, 14, 15, or 16, but can understand now: democracy dies not with a bang, but with a whimper.
reblog if you’re a writer who feels guilt whenever they’re not writing and being productive, so I know I’m not the only one lol
Comrades of Tumblr, I have a myriad of Gaza fundraisers to share, and have been in a thread that will be the pinned message on my profile until further notice.
Right now, I would like to highlight a GoFundMe sponsored by Victoria Beauchamp for Aya Mahmoud and her family. Her situation is urgent, having sent me heartbreaking messages that she alone has 8 people to feed.
You can find her account here: @ayoosh-gaza02
The prices of food in occupied Palestine and the Gaza open-air concentration camp have spiked drastically since the genocide swung to full power in October 2023. A year has passed and Gaza has yet to be freed.
I have nothing left to give right now, but please, if you have anything to give, please direct your funds to here:
Please, even if you can't donate anything, make sure to reblog this post as well. I don't give a shit about the notes, but I do care about more eyes seeing Mahmoud so that this post can pass through more hands that can help.
REBLOG IF YOU ARE AGAINST TRUMP AND PROJECT 2025
REBLOG IF YOUR BLOG IS A SAFE SPACE FOR PEOPLE WHO NO LONGER HAVE ONE IRL
This is heal
A remake of an animation I did in 2020 because I apparently said I was never going to animate after that so I thought it'd be fun to prove past me wrong hah
I'm not American, but please reblog!
IF YOU LIVE IN THE US, PLEASE READ THIS
Posting this from the bird app since I hope it can help people.
People have been contacting the White House directly to demand a recount, especially since there has been evidence that not every ballot has been counted and will be thrown away if it hasn't been cured.
The link to contact the White House is here!
The following screenshot comes from here!
If you need help writing something, check under the cut! I've provided a prewritten response from one of the replies!
"I am a concerned citizen, and I need you to hear me. I urge you to recount the ballots from this election and investigate election interference. Bomb threats have been called into multiple polling locations, causing some to close early. Domestic terrorists have burned ballot boxes. An unprecedented number of ballots have been rejected and require curing. There have been reports of polling officers allowing voter intimidation in and outside of polling places across the country and an estimated 20 million mail in ballots are unaccounted for. In addition, many people have reported that ballots were not counted for suspicious reasons such as signature invalidation which is information that vote counters do not have access to. These events have occurred in swing states such as Pennsylvania, Nevada, and Georgia, for instance."
Feel free to add and change what you want, this is just a base for you to work off of.
Let me add something: Gin don't want to leave Verlaine so she inform him, and he join them with Q.
Hirotsu follow them because Higuci took half of the black lizard's forces and he carries with him a very confused Tachihara.
And then they find Kyoka
Mori is so desperate that he promotes Kaji as a executive (thing don't end up well)
The best thing is that all in the group are considered Fukuzawa's subordinated and they're under the ADA protection, but only Dazai, Chuuya, Aku, Kyoka and Verlaine actually work in the agency.
Kouyou open a flower shop and she go to visit Chuuya and Kyoka every day.
Tachihara convince himself is still following the Hunting Dogs orders, but he started to enjoy is job at the Uzumaki café with Higuci.
Q they're living in Verlaine place and they're going to school like a normal kid.
Hirotsu is enjoying is pension.
And when Mori try to have them back Fukuzawa is like: Nope, they're all adopted now.
Oda watching them from heaven: Wtf I've created
I just imagined a very funny BSD scenario where Dazai tells Chuuya that he’s gonna leave the mafia instead of just leaving him and Chuuya is like ‘Fuck it I’m coming’ but he wants to inform Kouyou so they do and she’s like ‘I’m coming too, not letting my baby brother alone’ and somewhere in they tell Aku and Gin and they also want to come-
Anyway, this just ends up with Mori going to bed with a perfectly functional mafia and wakes up with screams and chaos cause he just lost three executives, an assassin and the Dog of the Mafia. And probably a big chunk of armed forces cause you can’t tell me Higuchi wouldn’t go with Aku.
And like, two years later, the ADA has a very pellicular (and big) visit.
People joke about Dazai and Chuuya being romantically experienced or whatever, but I think it's the opposite. Chuuya doesn't know what that stuff is because Mori thinks it's funny
Soukoku as morticia and gomez for halloween💘
WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE NEW CHAPTER IS EARLY?
A question for bilingual writer: Do you feel differences between when you write in your native language and when you write in english?
Because when i write in Italian I feel like I suck at writing, but when i use english what i'm writing seems a well-written masterpiece.
I made a ship meme template! Free to use , just don’t remove my credit please!
How could we not talk about family when family is all we got
A Umbrella academy and Bungo stray dogs crossover.
Chapter 1 WIP!
“We announce with immense sorrow the death of Reginald Hargreeves, found dead in his bed in the early hours of this morning.”
Reginald Hargreeves, billionaire, adventurer and inventor, died of heart failure on March 21, 2019.
His adopted children, once known as the child heroes of the Umbrella Academy, learned of this in different situations and from different parts of the world (and the solar system)
Luther, number 1, received the news from Pogo, while he was on the moon.
Diego, number 2, found out about it from the television of a house where he was "arresting" some thieves.
Allison, number 3, found out from the reporters, blinded by their cameras and dazed by their questions.
Vanya, number 7, found out about it when he saw the news on a TV in the window on her way home.
They were all shocked, in a mixture of joy, sadness and even anger. It was a feeling that only the four of them, the survivors, thought they were capable of feeling.
But there was a person in Yokohama who felt similar emotions.
Number 4, once Klaus Hargreeves, but now known as Dazai Osamu, received the news leaning on his desk at the Armed Detective Agency, while chatting with his husband, surrounded by colleagues who for years now he had considered his real family.
-Come on chibi, I only gave him some candy, it's not the end of the world!- -Isn't it the end of the world? Our son just locked Higuchi in the closet and is now running around a house full of sharp and dangerous objects, just because you gave him enough sugar to make him go on a hyperactive rampage!-
-He's not wrong, it's your fault.- Dazai turned to his brother, who was relaxing on Kunikida's desk
-Shut up Ben! And you better get off your desk before Kunikida-kun comes back and tries to kill you again.- The ghost stuck its tongue out at him -This would only happen if I made myself tangible-
Osamu decided to ignore his annoying brother and dedicate to his annoying husband - Don't worry Chuuya! I will send Atsushi to free Higuchi and stop Kazuya!- As he spoke these words, Kunikida entered the room, and Dazai knew something wasn't right.
The blond didn't scold him for not working, instead he approached him and handed him a newspaper. -I swear that if it's about the incident the other week, I don't know how it ended up in the newspapers- Ben rolled his eyes and got off the desk to look at the newspaper.
Kunikida instead pushed the newspaper to his chest, and Dazai noticed that his hands were shaking slightly. -You better be one of the first to know.-
-Well, it must seriously be something important if…- He stopped when he saw the headline on the front page:
Reginald Hargreeves is dead
He barely heard Ben next to him freeze and some members of the agency approaching curiously. He could only hear the sentence inside his head, over and over: Is dead. Is dead. Is dead. I'm free. I'm free. He can't take me back there anymore. I'm safe.
It was as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders, a fear so unconscious he hadn't noticed it in years. And now he no longer had to worry about that creeping possibility, he would never return to the mausoleum, ever again.
-Osamu, are you okay?- He was so relieved that he didn't even realize he had made Ben tangible. His brother had put a hand on his shoulder and was looking at him worriedly.
-Never been better Benny-boy!- He smiled and took the phone from the ghost's hand, who probably took it to warn Chuuya.
The said person was still demanding information when the husband put the phone to his ear -Osamu, what the hell is going on? Ben told me to look for a newspaper and..-
-Reggie is dead!- He said it in a cheerful tone, intoxicated by that sense of freedom. There was silence on the other end of the line as Chuuya processed the information.
Just as he had done with the agency, at a certain point in his life Dazai had told him about who he was before Yokohama, about when he was Klaus Hargreeves, about his brothers and also about the mausoleum.