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POTENTIAL SYLVIA DESIGNS!!!

with eye makeup

without

ive already figured out the base of it but im trying to figure out her main hairstyle, outfit, and how she does her makeup.

oh and the hair is simplified in this but I'd imagine naturally its about 2c-3b curly in the curly one

if y'all have any ideas or preferences, let me know im open to hearing them since im still figuring out her design

people saying my younger sibling looks like me?? is that a...rumble fish reference???

sometimes I say somethin really freaky and then I just gotta step back and be like "woah there, you're a child. calm down"

why is it that when I search up "evie outsiders" on ao3 I have to search to find any evie/steve (her BOYFRIEND) fanfics without it being friggin angsty OR adding sodapop as an angst factor. dont get me wrong, I love my angst and soda, but for the love of god please just let my girl be happy with her boyfriend

i love how chill the girls in my PE locker room are cause like once a month ill show up and start changing and look like ive been through a meat grinder and no-one ever questions anything

the dysphoria is quite present today but I can't even wear my friggin binder because I have so much sports going on that it causes breathing problems

average conversation with me and my friends (dont ask how long the first part goes for)

also the randy thing is a reference to when our class had a mock trial and I was randy

it was v fun and I started chasing around the girl playing ponyboy and threatening to drown her (lovingly)

(yes I did get the tying up part from kyuru)

currently making several Sylvia designs and I will eventually post the final ones and y'all can pick which one I do (or at least help me decide)

dont talk to me im busy writing a love letter for 200m races

🚨 My Name is Nasr — and This is Our Cry for Help 🚨

I’m writing this with a heart full of pain and hope.

My name is Nasr, a young man from Gaza, and I’m sharing our story not because I want to—but because I have to.

💔 The war took everything from us.

In just moments, my entire world collapsed.

My mother and sister were killed in an airstrike.

My father is seriously ill and unable to work or provide for us.

Now I am the one responsible for my younger siblings—little children who have seen more horror than any child should.

We used to live a simple life.

We weren’t rich, but we had love and hope.

Now, we sleep under the open sky, surrounded by fear and uncertainty.

Every night, I wonder how I’ll feed them tomorrow.

Every morning, I’m just thankful we’re still alive.

This is not just my story. This is our fight to survive.

We are now struggling to afford even the basics:

A home, food, medicine, and safety.

Right now, we need your kindness more than ever.

Even $10 💵 can help us:

Buy food for the children 🍞

Get essential medicine for my father 💊

Buy them clothes or warm blankets 🧥

Give them a small sense of safety

If you can’t donate, you can still help.

🔁 Re-share this post. Spread our story.

You never know who might see it and feel moved to help.

Chuffed

Help Naser & His Brothers Rebuild Their Future

My name is Naser AbuThaher , and my world has been shattered by war. I lost my beloved mother and sister in an attack that took them away fr

We are not just numbers. We are human. We are survivors. And we’re asking you… please don’t look away.

🙏 Help us survive. Help us feel human again.

one time I had a dream that matt dillon broke into my house while I was sleeping and just stood in the doorway of my room, turned on the light, and starting reciting the milk commercial without breaking eye contact

life is great because I frequently mourn girlhood even though the thought of being a girl makes me want to rip my skin off. my love for girls and my hatred of being one makes life a very confusing experience.

why is sending asks so terrifying for no reason like every time I do it I feel like I am being put on trial

shoutout to my friend who defends any criticism towards me with "god forbid a white boy catch a vibe" you're a real one

Children in Gaza are losing their limbs every day—just like the little girl in this heartbreaking photo. The war has stolen their futures, their mobility, and their right to live in peace. My own son, Qais, is just two years old. He was injured in an airstrike, and I cannot afford the medical treatment he desperately needs. As a mother with no income, I beg you—PLEASE HELP US. Your donation could be the reason Qais walks again.

This is the terrifying reality for many children in Gaza:

1. Airstrikes often target residential areas, leaving children with life-altering injuries.

2. Hospitals lack medicine and equipment, and most families cannot afford private care.

3. Children like Qais are at risk of permanent disability, even death, without timely treatment.

I watch my child cry in pain every night, and I can do nothing but hold him. No mother should face this. We need your support now more than ever. Every donation—no matter the amount—can help save Qais’s leg, his future, and his life. Please, Don’t Look Away. Help Us Heal.

Donate Now Here

If you want to draw a smile and put it on Qais's heart, Donate Here.

Please stop ✋🚨 you're the only hope to save a child😔😭

Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #64 )🍉🇵🇸

i always have mixed feelings when reading a fic with a trans character where it was a request but the author is cis. so they VERY OBVIOUSLY have no understanding of what its like to be trans but its also obvious that they dont have any malicious intent with it. I need more fics with trans authors but I am grateful that cis authors are trying, even if they have no idea

soo im trying to do theater as my elective and maybeeee try out for the musical too but the thing is, I would really hate to play a girl role but that would likely be my only chance at a role other than a background character because while I can make my talking voice boyish, I can't do that with singing

🚨🚨We are fleeing death. My region has been attacked, and we are in immediate danger.🚨🚨

I am Suhaila, a mother of five, from Gaza. Our house has been completely destroyed, and my husband, Shadi, was injured in the war. We have no food, and our situation is dire. Our lives are at risk every single moment.❤️

We urgently need help. If you can donate $25, $50, or even $100, it will enable us to survive.

We need basic necessities such as flour to make food, milk for my little girl, and medicine for my husband.

We are trapped, and every day without aid makes our situation even more critical.🍁

Please, if you can help with even a small donation, it would mean the world to us.

Your support is our only hope to survive.🌹

The campaign is verified on Gazavetters (49), by 90-ghost, by J Mi3 @el-shab-hussein

i can't donate because im a kid but anyone who sees this: please share or donate so they can get help!!

🌸 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:

Chuffed

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

why is it so hard to draw johnny without making him look like a futch lesbian

💬 Just a Small Update, and a Big Thank You

Dear friends, kind hearts, and everyone who has stood with us,

When I first opened my heart to the world and shared our story, I never imagined the amount of love and solidarity we would receive. Thanks to your incredible support, we’ve now reached $12,837—a milestone that brings real light to some very dark days.

From the deepest corners of my heart, thank you.

💔 A Journey of Loss, but Also of Strength

As many of you know, I’ve lost 25 of my loved ones during this devastating war. That grief lives with me every single day. It’s in the silence that once held laughter, in the empty spaces where we once gathered as a family.

But through your help, I’ve also felt something else: hope. And that hope is priceless.

“21/Oct/2023 Before It Reached Us: The Day Our Neighbor’s House Was Destroyed” A quiet moment of fear, filmed just before everything changed.

“22/Oct/2023 The Morning After: Our Family Home in Ruins” This is what was left behind after the bombing of our home.

🌿 What Life Looks Like for Us Now

Despite everything, we’re still here. Still surviving. Still hoping.

But things have only gotten harder.

The war has returned, more brutal than before—and for over a month now, Gaza has been completely sealed off. No food is coming in. No medical supplies. No aid. No trade. No one is allowed to leave, and no one is allowed to enter.

We’re trapped.

🏚 We live with the fear of tomorrow, every single day. Airstrikes, drones, and the uncertainty of what might happen next. 👨‍👩‍👧 Our family is forever changed—we haven’t just lost people; we’ve lost pieces of ourselves. 📉 Basic needs go unmet—even clean water feels like a luxury now. Medicines, if they exist at all, are unreachable.

And yet…

Your support reminds us that we’re not forgotten. It reminds us that someone, somewhere, is still listening. That someone still cares. That we’re not completely alone in this.

Every message. Every share. Every dollar. It tells us: You’re walking this road with us. And that gives us the strength to keep going.

💖 What You Can Do

If you’ve already donated—thank you beyond words. If you can share our story again, it could reach someone who can help.

Even $5 means warmth, comfort, and a chance to breathe a little easier.

Chuffed

Donate to Help Mosab saving who's left of his family

My name is Mosab Elderawi, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Life as I knew it has been completely destroyed. I have lost my home, my

✨ Why It All Matters

This isn’t just about reaching a fundraising goal. It’s about surviving war with dignity. It’s about believing in tomorrow. It’s about making sure my daughter grows up knowing that the world did not look away.

Thank you for your kindness, patience, and belief in our humanity. You’ve helped me find my voice—and I will use it to keep hope alive.

🙏 From the Heart: A Quiet Apology

There’s something I need to say—something that’s been on my heart for some time.

When I first began sharing our story, I didn’t know what the right way was. I was scared, grieving, and trying to protect my family in any way I could. I reached out to many people, hoping someone, anyone, would see us. In that process, I now realize I may have overstepped, and I might have made some feel overwhelmed.

If that happened, I am truly sorry.

Please believe me when I say it was never out of disregard or pushiness. It came from a place of fear—fear of being forgotten, fear of not being able to keep my family safe, fear of watching everything I love slip away in silence.

I’m learning as I go. I’ve slowed down. I’m more mindful now, trying to share our journey in a way that feels respectful of the space and hearts of those listening.

If my words ever came at the wrong time, or in the wrong way, I hope you can understand where they came from—and I hope you can forgive me.

Thank you for seeing past my mistakes. Thank you for still being here. It means more than I can ever explain.

Vetted by @gazavetters ( #309 )

With love and endless gratitude, Mosab and family ♥️

why is it that I notice the slightest changes in my friends behavior and use that to come to the conclusion that they hate me but then mess up on social cues that are apparently obvious

why is arguing with conventionally attractive people so humiliating?? like I will be arguing online with someone about an issue im passionate about but when I check their profile and see that they're very conventionally attractive I feel a wave of nausea and shame. I don't fully get why because i dont get into arguments if im not confident that im right. My guess is that it has more to do with the fact that them being easy on the eyes means that they already naturally have a better chance at people being on their side before the arguments are even made. I dont know I've been doing well lately but I also feel very isolated. I dont think im ugly or anything but im not very good looking either, I have a shitty, hard to like personality, and im trans. The three of those things combined make me feel very separated from those around me. I am going very off topic and kind of just rambling like I do in conversation (which I've been told isn't conversation if youre rambling but anyway) but I dont know. I am usually very confident in my arguments and beliefs but I wish that didnt waver as much as it does when I encounter someone who is attractive or likable.

cherry and soda silly

this took forever since my program is kinda cheeks erm I feel like this deserves a kyuru mention (cherry, soda, cherry and soda together, and lesbian cherry)

american flag because the Oklahoma flag is ugly, I would know

i have a habit of idealizing places in books but ive been to Oklahoma and I do not like it

i love when artists scream more in their songs live its extra crispy especially when it is recorded and uploaded to youtube I LOVE live screams

cherry is so beautiful and thus SO FREAKING HARD TO DRAW in a way that fits my vision of her

i wonder if authors ever look at fan theories for ideas on how to fix plot holes

ponyboy is quiet but around people he is comfortable with will absolutely ramble excitedly about whatever he is interested, forgetting that they probably aren't as excited as him. he will talk for a while until he is told that its rude to never ask about others and only talk about what you want.

im not projecting for comfort I swear

I NEED to make drawings of my moots but idk how to depict them so for now I will just draw their favs

IMPORTANT IF YOU LIVE IN THE US

i forgot to mention this sooner, but trump recently undid the law saying that food production companies have to inspect their food before giving it to the public. while this is good for the companies, it means health risks for people in the US. it also means that companies no longer have to tell you if their product contains anything that could potentially be harmful.

so if you are able to, please try to look into where you buy food so that you can buy from stores that do their own food inspections.

the only one I know off the top of my head is costco, so if anyone knows of others please comment or repost with safe stores.