svalireo
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Idk if people post edits on tumblr but I will, I know I’ve lacked art but I have SO MUCH COMING!! It’s just cuz I’ve been getting editing ideassss
I will be back on my art grind, well I’m technically on it but YAKNOW I’ll post more
Αlso sprite!!!
EVERY BODY KNOWS SHITS FUCKED
Every post about intrusive thoughts needs at least 10 people per day to reblog it derailing and saying "it's ok to have intrusive thoughts so long as they're not about violence or sexual acts but instead perhaps a witch trying to solve the disappearance of her neighbour's cat in a small village in the Alps..."
Once a shepherd, always a shepherd
Just a quick throw down of an idea I had that gave me an excuse to finally draw the main kid trio and PV.
Bro is always herding others to where it’s safe, with him 🫡
GIRL PREACH-!!!!
My sister got me into cookie run: Kingdom and I am addicted, my only grievance is the fact that NO ONE IS TALKING ABOUT THE MAIN CHILD TRIO????? HELLO???
THEY WERE BAKED BY WITCHES, ARE APPARENTLY GOING UP AGAINST GROWN ADULTS AND WINNING, KNOW THE REAL REASON WHY COOKIES ARE BAKED AND ARE JUST SO FULL OF POTENTIAL, HELLO?????
WHERE ARE THE FICS? THE FANARTS? THE THEORIES????
WHY IS THERE NOT A LOT OF WORK ABOUT PURE VANILLA ADOPTING THEM BECAUSE THAT'S THEIR DAD! THAT'S THEIR FATHER! I DON'T CARE THAT HE IS FUCKING A JESTER! I CARE THAT HE LOVES THOSE KIDS, AND RESPECTS THEM, AND TRUSTS THEM, AND HAVE FAITH IN THEIR STRENGTH BUT STILL WORRY!
I CARE THAT TAKING CARE OF THEM WOULD BE A FORM OF REDEMPTION FOR FAILING HIS KINGDOM AND A GREAT HONOUR TO HIM ALL AT ONCE!
GIVE ME MORE ABOUT GINGERBRAVE, STRAWBERRY COOKIE AND WIZARD COOKIE BEING AWESOME, AND COOL, AND STRONG, AND CRYPTIC, AND SIBLINGS AND CHILDREN!
LET THOSE KIDS BE COOL TOGETHER IN 100K FIC PLEASE!!!!!
i just hope that no person anywhere in the world at any point in the future has to go through what mothers in gaza went through these past few months.
like it was so insane. women were giving birth without medical aid and having c-sections without anaesthesia while being malnourished and unable to properly provide food and warmth to their newborns. they couldn't produce milk and couldn't afford baby formula. hell, at a certain point finding baby formula was impossible in certain areas of gaza. and there was the constant fear of death hanging over their heads.
there were hopes that after the ceasefire things would improve for these babies and their mothers. that their quality of life would improve. but now that there are chances that israel won't continue with the ceasefire, we need to support these mothers and infants, now more than ever.
please please consider helping my friend suad, who has a little baby boy who suffers from respiratory problems. she just wants to ensure her son's well being. baby khaled is around 8 months old. her fundraiser has been verified (#279).
please help suad and her baby
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #561 )✅️
Stop help us please 🚨🙏🧨
Please help me. We are living in a very difficult situation: bombing, hunger, destruction, poor living conditions, and high prices. My mother, my sisters, and I have no shelter other than this tent, which provides neither protection from the cold nor from the heat. I come to you, my friend, and I beg you.
reblog in case you need these
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 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.
Help my family🩸
I am nedaa from the Gaza Strip. In the beginning, we lived for a short time in our house in temporary stability because our country was not a country of stability in the first place due to the ongoing wars on the Strip. My husband had a job and he had a source of income sufficient for us initially. On the seventh day of October, and on this morning, we woke up to... The beginning of this bloody war, shortly after the bombs fell on us and the disappearance of our basic needs of food, water, the necessities of life, pampers and milk, and after the bombing that hit the homes next to us, and after that we were forced to leave the house due to a ground operation and an order to evacuate the homes and the advance of tanks and shooting at us. We went out and my children and I could not. My husband and I wanted to take the most basic needs of blankets, mattresses, clothes, and food due to the lack of transportation during those difficult days. This was in the month of January, when it was winter and bitter cold. We walked long distances and were stranded until after that we were able to reach and flee to the city of Rafah, which was sparsely populated and almost Deprived of life, we were displaced to a place made up of tin, where deadly insects and germs were eating the bodies of our children. There was no water, no food, and nothing of the necessities of life. We struggled to get some food and water, and after a while, due to the severe bombing next to us, we were forced to flee again to the Khan Yunis suburbs. We were displaced inside the Khan Yunis suburbs for more than Once, due to violent bombing and shooting over our heads, we lived in tents made of cloth and wood, and my children lived through difficult days of fear and anxiety due to the intensity of the bombing. We learned during those days that our small house, which we had originally carved out of my father’s house, had been largely destroyed due to the violent bombing, and after several months. Living in tents, high heat, and the bitter cold of winter led to the withdrawal of vehicles from the areas in which we live, and we were able to reach our homes, which we were shocked by at the scene we saw of the horror of destruction caused by that war. We were forced to return to our destroyed home and set up shields to protect us from the elements of nature, and there was nothing there. Among the necessities of life, there is no food or water. The infrastructure was and still is completely destroyed, with sewage in the streets and we cannot bring water except with great difficulty. Now we are exposed to the cold and harsh winter and we need scarves and nylon to cover ourselves from the winter water. Even now we are exposed to shelling, bombs and gunfire. What is the fault of my children, Aysel? And Nidal, they live in this disastrous situation that does not provide them with the simplest basics of life, such as Pampers, milk, and all the necessities of life, and now we are living in a war of exorbitant prices in which we cannot provide the money to buy these needs, and now I am speaking to you, I and my small family are forced to ask for help from you so that we can secure a future. For my children, as we travel outside this country because of the constant wars, do not let us down and do not deprive us of your kindness and generosity.
Nedaa of Abd al-Rahman Nidal Aysel from the Gaza Strip
Thank you all
Help my friend save his family! Donate today! Vetted by gazavetters list at (#21). @sami--onley
Free palestine!
https://gofund.me/dd891a1c

Me with my school film project
If you can't find me on Tumblr, forgive me, I might die these days. Every day gets worse than the day before. Some money can make me live in peace....
Share and share thank you all
its unreal how all of my favorite characters have exactly the same traits and hobbies and diagnoses as me
What the media won't show
reblog if you wear glasses. too many mutuals don't know they have glasses wearers in their midsts
Stop, don't ignore my campaign. Help a family from Gaza. 💔🙏
In the heart of Gaza, there is a family that has endured unimaginable hardships.🙏💔 The Al-Masri family, a family of five, has faced the crushing weight of loss, displacement, and poverty due to ongoing conflict and violence. Despite the odds stacked against them, their resilience and hope remain unbroken🥺💔
The father, Ahmed, once a skilled mechanic, is now unable to work due to the destruction of his workshop and injuries he sustained in an airstrike. His wife, Fatima, works tirelessly at home, trying to take care of their children—Maha (8), Omar (5), and little Yasmine (2)—while also dealing with the stress of living in constant fear. Their home, which was once filled with laughter, is now a shelter of uncertainty.💔🙏
The Al-Masri family struggles to find enough food each day and has no access to clean drinking water.💔🙏 Ahmed's dreams of rebuilding his family’s life seem distant, but the love for his children keeps him going, and Fatima remains the pillar of strength for her family. Every night, they pray for a better tomorrow, but hope alone is not enough to survive.💔💔
This is where your generosity can make a real difference
By donating, you can help the Al-Masri family rebuild their lives. Your support will provide them with immediate aid such as food, medical supplies, and a safe place to live. More importantly, your donation will restore hope, dignity, and a chance for a better future for these children.
What isn't happening in Gaza right now?
23rd of Ramadan.
We were hoping to enjoy some safety… But we didn't even get to enjoy a little safety before the war, which never really ended, was renewed.
It was renewed after two months of "rest" that was nothing more than a pause in the bloodshed. It was renewed after two months of "rest" during which the crossings were not opened and the siege continued. It was renewed after two months of "rest" during which they took what they wanted from Gaza and then resumed the bombing and destruction. Yesterday, they besieged more than 50,000 displaced people in the west of Rafah, abusing them and carrying out massacres.
The children who were waiting for Eid… were martyred. The sound of bombing, displacement, and homelessness never leaves us.
Gaza itself is tired… tired… tired. So what about its people and its families?
We are tired of the bombing, the destruction, the displacement. We haven't even recovered from the last displacement, and now we have to leave our homes again, which we haven't even had time to rebuild? Are they going to destroy them again after the hope we had? We are tired of greedy merchants, tired of the lack of food. Imagine that in the month of Ramadan, I fast from food for 12 hours, and my main meal is hummus or sometimes rice.
We are very tired… And we need you so much in a way I've never felt before in my life. We need you more than at the beginning of the war because the war has returned even stronger than before!! Support at gofundme Link
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Urgent: Four-Year-Old is STARVING!!!!
Moneer @lion-5 is a teen advocating for his baby sister, Sham. This is an older picture now. Their family is weak and fasting, and the campaign is extremely stagnant and they are literally starving!!
Moneer is a gentle, caring kid who desperately needs community help in caring for this small child.
Please donate today:
Vetting: GazaVetters #8
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I am Ahmed from Gaza.
At first, I was sharing my campaign link to get the price of my destroyed house and resettle, but this is frankly difficult. So, I am now posting to collect the rent, which is only $400 a month. But in light of these conditions and after the crossing has been closed for more than 10 days, not a cup of water has entered Gaza. Therefore, I decided to publish another post to collect some money to buy some basic necessities, which have become very expensive due to the closure of the crossings. I ask you to help with the price of a cup of coffee, $10, which is enough to feed a family from Gaza.
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URGENT HELP 🚨
Hello dears, it's Ola, I write to you today in the most difficult circumstances I have ever faced in my life, circumstances that have become unbearable. Life has been harsh on us in ways we never expected, and we are now unable to provide for even the most basic needs, such as food, water, and everything essential for survival. Prices have skyrocketed in an unimaginable way, and we are left powerless against this harsh reality.💔
Since I started my campaign, I have placed all my hopes and dreams in it to improve my life and my family's life. I hoped we would find a helping hand, that we would feel there are people who care for us. I am deeply grateful to everyone who has helped us in the past, and to those who will support us today. You are our only hope.🥺
But today, I need you more than ever, more than any moment I've gone through. I need your help, your love, and your compassionate hearts. We are going through an incredibly tough time, and mercy only comes from hearts like yours. Please, your feeling for us is the only hope left. We have nothing but your prayers and support.
If you read my story, perhaps you would understand that it was never expected for me to be in this situation, begging for help from others. Life can be cruel at times, but there are still compassionate hearts that can light our way and change our fate.
Please, read my story, feel for me and my family, because we are truly in desperate need of your help. Please don’t abandon us, because if we don’t find hope in you, we don’t know where we will turn. I may not have many followers on my blog (due to my original blog being deleted), but I believe in you, I believe in your help, and I believe in your sharing of this post, which could change our lives. 🙏🥺
My opportunity for internet access is very limited, so please, share this message as widely as possible. Be the shadow that saves me and my family.
Please donate and share 💔
My campaign has been vetted by @90-ghost here, @northgazaupdates here, @el-shab-hussein , and @nabulsi 's spreadsheet of vetted campaigns #205.
Please help me, Please share 🙏
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What Strength Really Means 💪
✅️ Vetted by @gazavetters {537} ✅️
Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.
I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.
Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔
✅️ Vetted by @gazavetters {537} ✅️
"there is no platonic explanation for this--"
I fell asleep in my friends' arms. It was eleven at night, we were tired, curled up in a small pile on my tiny bed. I had my head buried in my roommate's side, and one of my closest friend's hand on my shoulder, steadying me. It was quiet and nothingness and peace and their heartbeats in my ears, my hands in their hair.
"there is no platonic explanation for this--"
We pack four people to that little bed, you know. Laps used as footrests, collarbones as pillows, little lights like moonlight in rustic yellow bathed on their faces. The TV plays an anime. The words are repeated by my dear friend on my shoulder, curled close. My legs are asleep; my roommate may be, too.
"there is no platonic explanation for this--"
The cat curls on top of our criss cross mess of legs and arms and heads on chests to absorb the warmth of us all. She purrs in contented peace. When my roommate and I are left alone in the quiet, she cries, and watches the door for our friends' return.
"there is no platonic explanation for this--"
I will never kiss them but the top of their heads. I will never touch but the warmth of their arms. I will never take more than what's freely given, and in return I put my glasses on the bedside table fashioned from a guitar amp, and when I lean into their sides, I pick up my vulnerability and place it in their capable, tender hands.
"there is no platonic explanation for this--"
I sing for them. I cry for them. I work and I run and I withstand the worst of the world for them, because some days I get to cradle their forehead on my shoulder and some days I get to see their shining eyes.
"there is no platonic explanation for this--"
Maybe to you. But look beyond explanation. I love them. With my heart in my unsteady hands, with my nose pressed to the side of their head, with the buzzing in my feet and the warmth all around Iike the sunset pushing into the window.
"there is no platonic explanation for this--"
Is it enough to say I love them? With no strings attached? With reckless abandon and utter devotion and freedom and kindness and fear?
"there is no platonic explanation for this--"
I cannot explain it any clearer. I love my friends. There is no more to say.
