Everyone keeps talking about "the writer's barely disguised fetish". But I still haven't heard about "the writer's barely disguised huge ass pet peeve"

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Due to outrageously high processing fees, the family seven-year-old Omar still has not raised enough funds to do Omar’s complete skin graft. A partial graft has been done, but they still need funds to cover the rest of Omar’s wounds. Their father also remains in critical condition and in danger of permanent paralysis.

**Now, they are trapped by IOF attack. They need to arrange transportation out of the area NOW to avoid being trapped by IOF death squads! They cannot move by foot due to their injuries, they NEED transportation out of the area NOW!!!**

They need to raise €300 EUR to cover the cost of transportation. Of this amount, they have raised €180 so far. That means they still need €120 EUR to evacuate.

Current: €6,608 EUR

New temporary goal: €6,728 EUR

Yahya, his brother Khalil, their little brother Omar, and the rest of their family’s extremely difficult situation is described at length in this thread. Thank you to our dear ally @murderbot for keep in close contact with the family and providing invaluable updates.

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I'm from Gaza... and I only dream of a life without hunger or fear

In Gaza, we do not live as other people do, but try to survive every day. The siege is getting harsher, the crossings are closed, and the aid is not up. But the worst thing now is that we are facing the specter of famine, where bakeries are closed and there is no longer bread for the majority of the population.

Imagine waking up every day not knowing if you would find food for you and your family. Imagine seeing children crying from hunger, and you can't do anything. This is not a scene from a tragic movie, but our daily reality.

It is no longer just bombing and destruction, but a slow war that suffocates us with hunger and disease. Electricity is cut off most of the time, water is not drinkable, and hospitals are without equipment or medicines. Our lives have become an endless series of struggle for the most basic rights: food, water, and medicine.

I am a young man from Gaza, looking for an opportunity to live away from this hell. I don't want to be just another number in the hunger and death statistics. I want a chance to work, to study, for the decent life that every human being deserves.

That's why I created this campaign, to gather support and be able to build a future outside this suffering. Every donation, no matter how small, can make a big difference. It can give me hope, it can be a reason for my survival.

Please don't leave us to face this fate alone. Help me get a chance for a life.

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*reluctant sigh*

*scrolls back up*

*rebogs*

I am Alaa… Can you hear me?

I am a woman from Palestine Gaza 🇵🇸.

I once had a modest but loving home with my husband, Mohammad, and our four children: Mahmoud, Somaya, Mostafa, and little Sila.

Our house was small, but it held our world — filled with warmth, laughter, and dreams.

Mohammad worked as a tailor, using his hands to stitch dignity into our days, providing just enough for us to live in peace.

But in a single, brutal moment… everything disappeared.

An airstrike hit our neighborhood.

Our home collapsed under the force of the explosion.😭💔

We escaped with nothing — not clothes, not memories, not even the toys my children cherished.

Mohammad’s tailor shop was demolished by Israeli bulldozers, leaving him without work, without tools, without hope.

Now, we live in a torn, fragile tent.

It doesn’t shield us from the cold.

It doesn’t protect my children from hunger or fear.

Rain seeps in. The nights are long and cruel. My children cry themselves to sleep.

I am a mother who cannot provide warmth, food, or safety.

I watch them suffer — I hear their tiny whispers asking when we’ll go home again… and I have no answers.

I am Alaa😓.

I don’t ask for much.

Just a chance to live with dignity again.

Just a moment of mercy.

If you hear me… if you feel my pain…

🌸Please help us🌸🙏.

Even the smallest act of kindness can bring light into our darkness.

Donation link

From a mother with nothing left but a trembling voice… thank you❤️🫂.

captured from an ambulance. captured. from an ambulance. do not stop speaking about palestine please

STOP no more live-action remakes. We're going the other way now. Animated Casablanca. Animated The Godfather. Animated Oppenheimer. Animated Fight Club.

Animated Goncharov.

Definitely that one.

unless, hear me out...

Muppet Goncharov

Look at these idiots who haven't seen Gonzorov (1993).

Reblogging entirely for Gonzorov.

haven’t seen this on tumblr yet, and tis the season

[caption] driver, muttering: god damnit, it’s paul. driver, at full volume: mornin’ paul! paul, cheerfully: the world will be reduced to ash! driver, muttering again: jesus christ that guy creeps me out. [/caption]

[additionally the driver is brian david gilbert, paul is a skeleton sitting on a bench with its arm sticking in the air, and the voice of paul is also brian david gilbert]

hey when you make posts, i just want you to know, thou/thee/thy/thine/ye are like he/you(object)/your/yours/you(subject) okay? "thou art wearing shoes," "i will wear shoes for thee," okay?

you say thine if the next word starts with a vowel and thy if the next word starts with a consonant and they both mean "your" so "thine own shoes," "thy shoes," okay?

and ye means you and refers to the subject of a sentence, "ye members of the brotherhood of shoes," okay? you need this information to create better knight yaoi. i'm personally more interested in nun yuri but we are a community

it's not glamorous, but it's also not honest work, and nobody needs to do it

very first reply knocks it out of the park

Gaza without bread .. The sector's bakeries were closed all of the day .. The remaining flour is not enough for more than a week, and the sack of flour if its price is exceeded 60 dollars ..

I swear to you that Gaza is hungry, and the remaining food stocks are not enough for the maximum of more than ten days and will completely end .. What do you expect after that from a people who kill around the clock and now hunger?! God does not forgive those who brought us here, God does not forgive those who have the ability to stop this genocide and did not.

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same moment different angle