nei-takarai
fagg*t | multifandom + multishipper 🔖 loving my wife (katsuki)
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embarrassing himself...
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🚨 Urgent Appeal: Save My Family’s Life Before It’s Too Late 🚨
The war is growing more brutal by the day, The planes are raining down shells, burning, killing without mercy. Today, the Israeli army ordered us to evacuate our area immediately amid heavy bombing. Since this morning until now, they have killed 70 people, and my family and I barely survived. 💔
Most families have been displaced, but we do not have the money to escape to safer areas. The cost of transportation and displacement is extremely high, while what little we manage to gather is barely enough to keep us from starving amidst the siege, border closures, and insane price hikes. 😓
Time is running out, and danger surrounds us from all sides. We need to urgently gather the cost of evacuation and transportation to save our lives.
Please, do not leave us alone in this hell.
Your donation now means saving our lives and giving us a chance to live. 🥹🫂
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🚨 This is not a call... this is a scream from a mother watching her child slowly suffocate, and she can do nothing! 🚨
💔 My child is not dying because of illness... he is dying because we are poor! 💔
He is not dying because his body is weak…He is dying because he was born into a world where only the rich get to live.Because he needs surgery… but it will only happen if we pay!
Is being poor a crime that deserves death?
I am a mother, standing here helpless, watching my baby struggle to breathe.I can’t even hold him and comfort him because he’s slipping away from me…With every second that passes, I watch him die a little more.And I am dying with him, because we don’t have money to save him.
❌ The doctors said: "He has hours left… if we don’t do the surgery now, he will die."
But no one asked about my pain, no one asked about my heart breaking… they only asked: "Do you have the money?"
Is this the price of life now? Money over humanity?
My child doesn’t know what money is…He doesn’t deserve to die just because he was born in a poor family.
Please… don’t let my baby die like this. Don’t let me bury him knowing his life could have been saved if only we were rich.
Donate anything… anything at all… because even a little can give him another chance at life.
Share this plea… don’t let him die silently just because we are poor!
Save him… Save me… before we are both buried forever.
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My Journey to Escape the War in Gaza
My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.
The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.
Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.
I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.
Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.
I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.
Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.
Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.
Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.
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🌍✨ 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.
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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 ❤️
neil gets BOOPING privileges
I didnt make a Valentines post this year but this is close enough. Better late than never.
Andrew said ‘no touching’, but Neil heard ‘no problem’
neil for sure sleeps sprawled all over the place
inspiration from @andreilscat :)
A loving look expresses more feeling and sincerity than words do
A loving look expresses more feeling and sincerity than words do
Neil Josten as f1 driver
The world full of blood and pain
what the Trojans expected: violent dangerous giant ex raven 👹🔪
what they got:
what the Foxes expected: traumatized poor baby angel runaway 🥺😇
what they got:
i don't know what i was thinking when i decided to study journalism
(i'm exaggerating)
(actually i like what i study, i just like to complain)
(plus i'm CRAMPS)
(i want to be in my bed, but i have to study)
Desaparición de hojas y árboles
ㅤㅤLa brisa abrasaba su cuerpo, haciendo que su cuerpo temblase de arriba abajo a pesar de estar recorriendo las calles donde se encontraba su nuevo hogar. Era invierno y los árboles se encontraban sin sus bellas hojas, a veces se preguntaba: ¿a los árboles les dolerá dejar caer sus hojas y que el viento se las llevara? ¿A los árboles les dolerá dejar caer sus hojas y que las personas las pisaran? ¿A los árboles les dolerá dejar caer sus hojas y no saber más de ellas?
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Interrumpió su propia reflexión para exhalar con liviandad mientras intentaba acomodar su bufanda y gorro, la temperatura seguía bajando, lo que significaba que la nieve se aproximaba. Eso le hizo pensar en su reflexión como una metáfora, donde el árbol era ella misma y las hojas eran las personas que ha perdido en el camino de su vida.
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Estaría mintiendo si dijera que no sabía en qué momento se convirtió en un árbol de invierno, porque en realidad sí sabe cuál fue el momento exacto en que sucedió.
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Toda su vida había intentado ser un árbol de primavera, donde las hojas crecían y crecían con una facilidad increíble, eso le fascinaba; ser un árbol de invierno era algo que jamás se le pasó por la cabeza. Porque ella no quería ser distinta, ella quería ser igual que ellas, igual que todas y todos.
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Pero él. Una hoja amarillenta que comenzaba a tornarse café. Fue él quien la convirtió en un árbol de invierno.
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Esa hoja amarillenta media marrón, con quien convivió en una primavera que, según ella, no parecía tener fin. Ella creía que con él sería una primavera eterna, en la que no importaba cuántas hojas verdes florecieran, siempre serían solo ellos dos.
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Pronto se dio cuenta que aquella abrasadora y cálida primavera ya no tenía el mismo significado para él. Ella hizo florecer tantas hojas en primavera que no se dio cuenta cuando lo marchitaron a él.
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No hubo verano ni otoño.
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La primavera se fue con él y con todas las demás hojas.
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Fue allí cuando se convirtió en un árbol de invierno. Ahora ella vivía en un invierno eterno.
Today's sobering "0" had arrived during lunch.
I HAD AN IDEA IN MY HEAD TO WRITE A FANFIC/BOOK AND I FORGOT AND I'M ON THE BRINK OF MADNESS BECAUSE I WANT TO REMEMBER BUT I DON'T REMEMBER ?*?#??#?#?$)#!#)#)$(#!#!$("($!#)#?#$))#*(!*)#)#$ 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
HIII, I’M BACK WITH A MINI FIC OF MY BELOVED ANDREIL
I started a personal project a few months ago, although it has been slow and tedious I hope to finish it, I really don't care if it's not something that becomes popular or not.
I wanted to resume something I had abandoned a long time ago (writing fanfics) and now I'm venturing into writing something longer, but above all my own.
It's funny because I'm writing this in Spanish, but my native language is Spanish, so I still want to try my luck. 🙂↕️🤍
hiii 😝😝
omg hi i came with a ‘jercy’ job, hope you like it!!!
Happy Birthday Neil! 🎂
what if you were GAY!!! and your boyfriend was COLD!!!!!!!!!
The art and the artist
Gonna post a tone of aftg stuff I've drawn this past month
the team rabid fox
the weirdo loner kid
kevin day musings …