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The anon button is not for hate. The anon button is for horny and embarrassed about it.
Can someone plz teach me how to correctly add tags because I’m talking abt stuff but then I reach the “add tags to help people find your posts” and I’m like wHAT DO U WANT ME TO TAG?? And just don’t tag anything other than random text
I’ll say it again, please just grit your teeth and vote for Biden…
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
*shakes fictional character* where is the rest of your information I want to know more about you
"First, I would like to thank everyone who supported me.🙏🌹
This is my new platform, friends, after my old platform was deleted for reasons unknown to me.
I ask for your help in sharing my story again to keep hope alive for me and my family, friends.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart.♥️
My family and I appreciate your cooperation and hope to reach the desired goal and save us.🙏
Attached are the verification links for the old account from the supporters.
Link vetted by @ibtisams
Link vetted by @el-shab-hussein and @nabulsi
My approved number by the families in need and endorsed by the supervisors is 196."
@90-ghost @ibtisams @nabulsi @aces-and-angels @sar-soor @sayruq @fairuzfan @palestinegenocide @vakarians-babe @northgazaupdates @northgazaupdates2
Trapped Family in Gaza Appeals for Help to Survive 🕊️🇦🇪✌️
I Samer Abu Ras, am reaching out to you with a heartfelt humanitarian appeal, after the ongoing war in Gaza has cast its dark shadow over my life and the lives of my family. Our lives were once filled with peace and stability before the onset of this catastrophe, but now, we find ourselves living in a situation described as nothing short of tragic.
Please note that the conversion rate is 1 USD =10 SEK
10$ = 100 SEK
50$= 500 SEK
100$= 1000 SEK
200$= 2000 SEK
My wife, Shurooq, our three children, and I are now homeless, without a source of income, and without hope for the future. My family and I have lost our businesses and our home due to the war, and we now have nothing left but the cold streets and troubled hearts.
My children are suffering greatly as a result of these horrific events. They have lost the security and stability they once enjoyed and are now facing new health and psychological challenges that threaten their lives. As a father and husband, I feel powerless in my ability to provide adequate protection and care for them.
My child, who is a year and a half old, is experiencing hardships far beyond his tender age. Since the war broke out, we had to flee our home and seek refuge in a tent in a displacement camp. My child lives in extremely difficult conditions, deprived of safety and stability. The tent does not provide adequate protection from harsh weather, and food and medicine are scarce. My child suffers from malnutrition and illness, lacking basic healthcare. He cannot play or grow in a healthy and suitable environment. My only dream is to see him grow up in a safe place full of opportunities
In the face of difficult circumstances, Samer Abu Ras and his family find themselves facing serious challenges in their daily lives. They reside in a modest tent lacking comfort and security, suffering from a shortage of clean water and food, and encountering difficulties in accessing necessary healthcare. Despite these challenges, they continue to express hope and resilience in confronting adversity, holding onto hope for a better tomorrow and a return to a more stable and secure life.
I appeal to you today, dear friends, to extend to me a helping hand in escaping this hell. Regardless of the size of the donation, every drop of generosity will contribute to alleviating our suffering and rebuilding our lives anew.
We need your help to secure the funds necessary to travel away from these destructive wars and seek a safe and stable environment where we can build a better future for our children
Let us stand together in these difficult times and let hope triumph over despair by providing support and assistance to those in dire need. Let us be part of the solution and build a better future for ourselves and future generations.
Thank you for listening and for the potential generosity of your giving, and for your generous donations that will change the lives of my family for the better.
With sincere gratitude and appreciation
Samer Abu Ras and family.
أنا، سامر أبو راس، أتوجه إليكم بنداء إنساني مؤثر، بعد أن ألقت الحرب الدائرة في غزة بظلالها القاتمة على حياتي وحياة عائلتي. كانت حياتنا مليئة بالسلام والاستقرار قبل بداية هذه الكارثة، لكن الآن، نحن نعيش في وضع يوصف بأنه مأساوي.
أنا، وزوجتي شروق، وأطفالنا الثلاثة، نعيش الآن بدون مأوى، بلا مصدر دخل، وبلا أمل في المستقبل. فقد خسرت عائلتي وأنا أعمالنا ومنزلنا بسبب الحرب، ولم يتبق لدينا الآن سوى الشوارع الباردة والقلوب المتألمة.
أطفالي يعانون كثيرًا جراء هذه الأحداث المروعة، فقد فقدوا الأمان والاستقرار الذي كانوا يتمتعون به، وأصبحوا يواجهون تحديات صحية ونفسية جديدة تهدد حياتهم. أنا كأب وزوج، أشعر بالعجز تجاه قدرتي على توفير الحماية والرعاية الكافية لهم.
أناشدكم اليوم، أيها الأصدقاء الأعزاء، بأن تمدوا لي يد العون والمساعدة في الخروج من هذا الجحيم. بغض النظر عن حجم التبرع، فإن كل قطرة من العطاء ستساهم في تخفيف معاناتنا وإعادة بناء حياتنا من جديد.
نحن بحاجة إلى مساعدتكم لتأمين المبلغ اللازم للسفر بعيدًا عن هذه الحروب المدمرة، والبحث عن بيئة آمنة ومستقرة يمكننا فيها بناء مستقبل أفضل لأطفالنا.
لنكن معًا في هذه الظروف الصعبة، ولنجعل الأمل يتغلب على اليأس، من خلال تقديم الدعم والمساعدة لأولئك الذين يحتاجونها بشكل ماسي. فلنكن سويًا جزءًا من الحل، ولنبني مستقبلًا أفضل لنا ولأجيالنا القادمة.
شكرًا لكم على الاستماع وعلى العطاء المحتمل، ولتبرعاتكم الكريمة التي ستغير حياة عائلتي إلى الأفضل.
مع خالص الامتنان والتقدير،
سامر أبو راس وعائلته
someone needs to draw Eldritch Mullo
For spooktober on the mlb fanworks server, using the prompt Eldritch for day 1 feat. Tikki
Kinda drew someone else's OC awhile ago, but I'ma post it here since I'm bored.
ok ok- stone fic righters hear me out-
A stone (ramshackle obvi)
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Cop reader (who constantly helps him and goes against the law a bit to help him and his friends cuz you know how hard it is to be a scrap + hates how there treated)
Someone plz plz plz write this cuz I'm to busy 😭
If you do write this plz let me know I need this to be a thing, why haven't I seen this anywhere before??
Made this. Have fun
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Ramon fans, plase draw him whit this
This would be such a great au!
I love the idea of “what if Stanley got pushed into the portal?” Would he love being a space pirate, or would the reality of it be more depressing/disappointing to him? How would it affect the brothers? What is the relationship between Ford and the Mystery Twins in this au like?
So many questions!! (Which is pretty fitting for Gravity Falls)
Reverse portal au because yes
Ford’s “museum” is just the mystery shack with decent prices and less jokes
He has a stack of different ties and suits because we all know he likes to play dress up just like Mabel
Stan has a long list of nicknames and even longer list of strangers who want him dead (some things just never change)
The twins were forced hired the day they arrived by Grunkle Ford and they have gained a new hatred for formal wear
We need your help! Our petition has 631 votes on the official Discord, and the company overseeing the game has taken notice! We need more votes to save our progress and possibly get a translation!
Join now:
⏰ The dateline is until the end of Friday JST time (about 2am PST time), we need to get players to voice what they want from this game moving forward.
DILF!BAKUGO
warnings: maybe a little suggestive if you squint your eyelids real close but otherwise just pure fluff!!!
drabble drabble drabble
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just thinking about dilf!bakugo who has a daughter who is absolutely the sweetest angel you have ever met and i have two different scenarios for this.
you have her in your kindergarten class and she is just the cutest little thing. she’s always so polite and kind to others. one time the class went to a petting zoo and she was so quiet and gentle with the animals. at one point she was sitting on the hay covered ground with a piglet asleep in her lap. some other kid went over to her screaming about how cute it was and how they wanted to hold it and she scolded the kid. “now hush! can’t you see it’s sleeping. you can have a turn when it’s awake.” she whispered just a tad bit ticked off.
the day they got out for winter break you had a christmas party for the kids and boy was it hectic. there was hot chocolate spilt, cookie crumbs all over the place, frosting smeared on the chairs, you know all the normal kid things. as your picking up you hear her quiet voice behind you, “miss (l/n) would you like some help?” and your heart melts. you send her a sweet smile and shake your head, “no i got it baby, but thanks for asking pumpkin!” she makes a thin line with her lips, “are you sure? my daddy won’t be here for a little while, i really don’t mind!” she wasn’t gonna take no for an answer huh? 10 minutes go buy and you both finished and are now dancing to every breath you take by the police when suddenly you hear a knock and a gruff voice at the doorway. you turn around and katsumi runs in that direction. “hi daddy! how was work?” she says as she hugs him tightly. “it was good sweet pea thanks for asking.” as he plants a kiss on her forehead. he turns to you and stumbles a little. god you were gorgeous. “sorry i’m late, i had a little incident to take care of, i hope she didn’t cause too much trouble.” you shake your head and smile “never! she is the sweetest girl i have ever met!” you giggle a little and he smiles. katsumi runs up to you and hugs your leg. “i’ll see you in a few weeks miss (l/n)! have a great christmas break!” she hands you a card of her and her dad wearing matching green turtle necks and jeans. she had saved a christmas card for you. you smile so big and give her hug, “merry christmas katsumi! i hope you have a wonderful christmas and new year! be safe you two!” you wave goodbye and bakugos eyes gaze a little longer and then you can’t see them anymore.
another one would be you being bakugos assistant and sometimes (3 times out of 5) she’ll come to the agency afterschool. she’ll sit in a chair right next to his desk in the office, or she’ll go to the break room to sit at a table (a disney princess one with matching chairs that bakugo got for her) and she’ll draw and color on a notebook that you bought for her. sometimes she’ll even ask for you to lift her up and sit her on your desk and just talk your ear off. which you enjoy because it truly is interesting to get a peak inside a 6 year olds mind, especially pro hero dynamights childs’ at that. she’ll ramble and ramble about “miss (l/n), did you know that baby kangaroos are called joeys?” “do you think ants have nightmares miss (l/n)?” “what would happen if a volcano just erupted right now miss (l/n)?!” “miss (l/n) have you ever had a durian? they stink P U!” and you can’t help but entertain her thoughts by saying “really? i thought they’d be called dunkins!” “i’m sure ants have nightmares, they’re probably scared of some little blonde 6 year old girl drowning them with a water hose.” “well if a volcano exploded right now i’m sure your dad would pick you up and get you as far away from here honey!” “no i haven’t had a durian pumpkin, im sure they can’t smell as bad as your father.” you say as you pinch your nose and waft your hands and she bursts out in laughter.
katsumi sees her dad from the corner of her eye and covers her mouth to try and muffle her giggling, but it doesn’t work to any avail. “what’s all this laughter huh? this is a no laughing environment, only serious faces here.” bakugo says as he goes to tickle her sides. “m-miss (l/n) s-says you’re more stink-ier than a-a-a durian!” she lets out in between giggles and he pauses. “is what i’m hearing true miss (l/n)?” he says with a knowing smirk. you turn your head back to your computer with a straight face. “i said no such thing.” with a side eye. “hmm if i can recall last night you were saying my bedsheets sme-” you shush him and shoo him off shooting katsumi a smile to which she gives an even wider one back.