I really don’t know what to do with this blog currently… I haven’t touched it in forever and the agere community has felt more judgy, toxic and unsafe in the last year or so-
Thank you guys for entertaining my headcannons and such, I just don’t know when more will come ( ̄ω ̄;)
I know it’s really random to come back now out of the blue but I REALLY don’t know what to do- I love all the friends I’ve made like Zelda and Duckie, I just really don’t know anymore 🫶 I haven’t been able to regress in years, I haven’t felt the passion to make agere content due to how the fandom can be and I just don’t have much motivation and haven’t felt any in the last year or two. I do want to come back but if I did I’d probably do it more for myself maybe..
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.
My name is Abdelmajed, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Everything I once knew has been taken away—my home, my safety, and the people
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.
No, this isn’t a ghost- or a figment of your imagination-
Babiepupp has returned.. to tumblr!
You might have been wondering where I’ve been.. And in all honesty I can’t tell you! I’ve been trying to get into my fairytale ending and a lots happened!
For one, I don’t feel the agere magic anymore.. SOME parts of the regression community are incredibly interesting, in a negative way. And the way that some of you treat others, it’s disgusting and weird. I love age regression and the love lots of us have for eachother.. but the weird judgement is very strange.
Secondly, I’ve just been going through a lot, between family matters and general business, I have not had time for tumblr- this is the first time I’ve opened the app in a month. I will start posting again, I just don’t know when.
Hoofprints and kisses ❤︎︎
- Bear aka babiepupp
Ps. I’m feeling more like a ponygirl princess more than a babiepupp.. but I feel like this user is part of me now, so I’m keeping it!
Hi 👋, My name is Mohammad, and I’m reaching out in a moment of desperate need. I’m a father of three young children living in Gaza, and we are caught in the midst of a catastrophic war. Our home is no longer a safe haven, and the future here seems increasingly uncertain. 💔
I’ve launched a fundraising campaign with the goal of raising $60,000 to relocate my family to a safer place where my children can grow up in peace and have a chance at a brighter future.
Unfortunately, my previous fundraising efforts were abruptly halted when my account was terminated without explanation. However, I remain determined to keep fighting for my family’s safety and well-being. 🫶
If you could take a moment to read our story, consider donating, or simply share our campaign with others, it would make an incredible difference. Every act of kindness, no matter how small, brings us one step closer to safety and a new beginning. 🙏
Thank you for your time, compassion, and support. ❤️🩹
https://gofund.me/fd1faea2 🔗
I know I haven’t been posting a lot, but this is important!
Even if it’s just a share, a reblog or a like, it will definitely make a positive impact for Mohammad.
I’m wishing him all the best, please stay safe! 🩷🩷🩷