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One Nice Bug Per Day

if i look back, i am lost
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

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ojovivo
trying on a metaphor
dirt enthusiast
noise dept.
YOU ARE THE REASON

Andulka

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PR's Tumblrdome
AnasAbdin

oozey mess
almost home

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@cruelnemothesis
with how much this series is stuck in my head this is like the first time I've drawn anything for it
and someday together we'll shine
04.05.2025 🌈 today's anthy!
idk whats happening 🙂
Oniisama E doodles from a while ago✌️
extremely normal thoughts of a teenage girl
06.04.2025 💚 today's anthy!
i like the way chiho saito drew anthys green dress in the manga ... the cute little choker 🙈 still wild to me that nanami didnt exist in og manga either i wouldv loved to see saitos renditions of nanamis outfits
[image description by @kallistoi: digital illustrations of nanami kiryuu and anthy himemiya from revolutionary girl utena, both wearing their dresses from the ball. nanami is laughing haughtily and raising a hand to her face, while anthy folds her hands in front of herself and looks down with a demure smile. end description.]
i watched the gay vampire show
lestat birthday
Season 1 Claudia outfits but as a 1920s fashion catalogue
🕊️ Nadin’s Hope: A Mother, A Memory, A Future
Hello, my name is Nadin I’m from Gaza. I’m a graphic design graduate. I’m a wife. And now — I’m a mother.
I finished my design studies just before the war began. I had dreams of starting a small design studio, of making art that told stories. I used to think about colors, fonts, sketches. I used to think about the future.
Then the war came. And the future became something we tried to hold onto, moment by moment.
On October 22, 2023, I was pregnant when a missile destroyed my husband’s family home. 25 members of our family were killed — his mother, his siblings, his nieces and nephews, children. Entire branches of a family tree gone in seconds.
We were displaced twice after that. Everything we had disappeared — home, safety, routine, rest.
A few weeks later, I gave birth to our daughter. There was no crib. No stillness. No celebration.
But she came into the world quietly and beautifully. And in her eyes, I saw something I hadn’t felt in weeks: life that still wanted to grow.
Now, I spend my days holding her and trying to build a world around her that doesn’t shake with explosions.
We don’t know what comes next. There is no clear path. We are walking toward the unknown, step by step — with our daughter in our arms and hope as our guide.
🧡 How You Can Help
This is why I’m asking for support. Not for comfort — but for survival. To help care for one baby girl who entered the world after everything else collapsed.
My name is Nadin, and I’m a mother from Gaza.
If you can spare anything, it will help us:
Cover basic needs, so we can breathe and heal
Support a path toward even the smallest stability in a place that has none
My husband manages the donations securely through a U.S.-registered Stripe account. Everything is converted to USDT and exchanged here in Gaza. The rates are difficult — $100 becomes only 195 shekels (July 2025) — but we use every shekel carefully, with full transparency and documentation.
🎨 Sharing a Piece of Me
I want to share more than my need. Over the next few weeks, I’ll begin posting some of my graphic designs from before the war. They are pieces of who I was — and who I still am.
They may not be perfect, but they hold something real: my story before the silence, and my belief that beauty can still live alongside survival.
If you’ve made it this far, thank you. If you can give — thank you. And if you can’t, just sharing this post is a form of support I will never forget.
🌍 Ongoing Displacement… Leaving Our Homes Behind
Every day we are forced to carry what little remains and leave behind a home that is no longer safe.
Displacement is not just moving from one place to another; it is uprooting from memories, from roots, from details we once thought would always stay.
Mass evacuations have left streets empty and filled the air with heavy silence, while people walk with tired eyes searching for temporary shelter—just a place to keep their children safe for one more night.
The journey holds no certainty, only endless fear and questions: Where to? Until when? Will we ever return?
🤲 Help Us Carry On
Every contribution—even the smallest one—can change an entire day for a family searching for safety.
❤️ Click here to donate and support