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@cure-rose
The Lunar Court
Welcome!!! You have reached the Lunar Court. You may call me Rose, or Luna - either is fine. I am a quoigenic gateway system of a fluctuating amount of members - currently, there appear to be 8 of us.
More info about me below the cut.
Spoiled baby
realtor whose entire career is just selling (and re-selling and re-selling) the same haunted house
it transpires this is a longstanding con, in which the house (which is hugely haunted) is an active participant
a full fledged co-conspirator even. the realtor splits the commission with the house, which uses its cut to get asbestos removal, granite countertops, plumbing renovations you name it. the key being the House desires these things for its self. not for its *shudders* occupants.
it's a strong independent entity! it doesn't need a relationship (with freeloaders who scuff its floors). it's single and KILLIN IT! and by "it" let's just say. heh. an entire upper middle class white suburban family
glad we're all on the same page
Someone put me out of my misery (/affectionate)
"— and as you can see, the previous residents had this absolutely gorgeous black marble countertop installed in the kitchen. There is also a state-of-the-art range, and the fridge is brand new."
Jen chewed on the inside of her cheek, trying not to crack up as the prospective buyers following her made appreciative noises. Yeah, the previous residents. Right.
To be fair, if Jen told anyone that the house she had been selling over and over for years was actually a sentient being, they'd probably put her in a straitjacket. Maple — named, of course, for the maple structural beams she was made of, because of course — did a very good job of pretending to be a normal house. It was just when she was occupied by anyone that doors started opening on their own, mysteriois red puddles started seeping out of the floor, and wallpaper patterns started growing eyes.
As far as anyone else was concerned, the realtor that Jen worked for was just spectacularly unlucky.
"Maybe we'll tile over that," one of the interested buyers muttered to another, gesturing to the genuine mahogany floorboards in the living room. His accomplice nodded along. Jen felt her smile twitch.
"You said this place comes pre-furnished?" the third stooge asked. Jen nodded, trying not to show the righteous indignation she felt in her expression as the small pack of rabid house flippers salivated over all of the expensive, rare furnishings they thought they could ruin.
"Yes, everything you see here is included in the sale price. That's why the price is so high. That bureau, for example, is a genuine 1895 Earl Carpentry Company original!" She gestured to the bureau in question, currently decorated with an artful bouquet of rhododendron flowers in a nice vase atop a handmade dresser scarf.
The three clients observed the bureau, and when the silence stretched awkwardly, Jen cleared her throat. "Moving on to the first floor bedroom…"
Behind her, one of the morons she had the misfortune of showing around whispered to another, "we can paint that, right?"
When the showing was finally over, Jen closed the door behind the idiots three. Almost immediately, she pulled out her phone and deleted their contact. No, they wouldn't be getting Maple.
Without guests to entertain, Jen allowed her corporeal form to fizzle away. Gods, maintaining a physical shape was such a drag. At least she could file the necessary paperwork at the tax collector's office online, and the construction company she used didn't ask questions about their mysterious invisible customer.
Drifting into the sitting room, Jen brushed her hand through the petals of the rhododendrons lovingly. Around her, the house hummed.
"No, I know," Jen mused. "I don't think it's worth selling to them, either. Maybe to a nice elderly couple? You could scare them to death easily enough, and if we let the bodies rot for a couple weeks, their inheritors would probably want to just sell the place on…"
Jen settled on the cushion of the luxurious window seat, still deep in thought. Maple rumbled disapprovingly, reminding Jen about the recent renovations.
"I know we just put in that nice quartz tile in the bathroom. If we go for that plan, we would obviously steam clean whatever surfaces they died on." Jen flicked her gaze up to squint at a flickering light fixture. "I don't like it either, dear."
Comfortable silence settled over them, and ghost and house each considered their options.
"Well," Jen said eventually, picking herself up and drifting towards the kitchen nook where she kept her work things, "might as well look for a new target."
realtor whose entire career is just selling (and re-selling and re-selling) the same haunted house
it transpires this is a longstanding con, in which the house (which is hugely haunted) is an active participant
a full fledged co-conspirator even. the realtor splits the commission with the house, which uses its cut to get asbestos removal, granite countertops, plumbing renovations you name it. the key being the House desires these things for its self. not for its *shudders* occupants.
it's a strong independent entity! it doesn't need a relationship (with freeloaders who scuff its floors). it's single and KILLIN IT! and by "it" let's just say. heh. an entire upper middle class white suburban family
glad we're all on the same page
This is Saleh al-Din and her brother Huda, the children of my sister, who was not three years old, and they are now between a conflict between hunger and bombing in northern Gaza, which means from the war since October 7, Saleh and Huda has not seen their child. Saleh was flying over him. Saleh was shouting over him when he screams and says throw playing here. He wished a game to play instead of hearing the sound of shelling and feeling hungry, so I wish everyone who has a living conscience by participating in the publication or donating Saleh, Huda and the rest of my family so that we can live their child❤️💔
€73,927/80,000
Hello, I'm Hani from Gaza, and I'm 23 years old. I've been living in Belgium for a y… Hani Alhajjar needs your support for Help me get my fa
Go to paypal.me/HAlhajjar486 and type in the amount. Since it’s PayPal, it's easy and secure. Don’t have a PayPal account? No worries.
Hello guys, I want to take a look at Hani, who started collecting donations since March of last year, and he is about to finish his campaign with only 6,000 € left and finish his campaign. I hope you will support him by publishing
Hello my friend, my name is Jaafar from North Gaza, I am 24 years old, and finally after waiting for a whole year of killing, displacement, hunger, massacres and genocide against us, the time for a ceasefire has come, thank God we are still alive after all the exhaustion, and during the next week we will return to our homes in North Gaza, which was completely destroyed, unfortunately our area was completely and brutally destroyed and we have nothing left, neither a home, nor property, nor furniture, nor clothes, nor any other clothes, I know that returning to the north will be very painful and difficult due to the lack of the necessities of life, and we will start building our lives from scratch, but we are happy for the war to end.
Please 🙏, donate to my campaign to save my family, even a small amount will help us stabilize ourselves a little, and buy some supplies 🥹, I hope that God will protect your family and friends, thank you 🥰🩵
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #299 )✅️
Hi, my name is Elizabeth Barnes and I am a US citizen organizing this fundraiser on behalf of my friend Jaafar, who is fundraising to suppor
Guys i don’t want to optimize you if you still care about genocide in gaza .
But the news saying the ceasefire agreement is done and they will maybe tomorrow Announce it .
Best thing is the isareli army will withdraw from all Gaza Strip that’s mean the Rafah border crossing will back to work again so i need your support your help so I could take my brother Mohammed out to be with his Son Zayed and his wife.
And didn’t told you before my brother Omar engaged and His fiancee still in north gaza. He asked me alot to tel you about her so he can also be with the love of his life.
Don’t think your contribution is small even the one dollar helps . Sharing also helping.
Go to paypal.me/bushrabo and type in the amount. Since it’s PayPal, it's easy and secure. Don’t have a PayPal account? No worries.
Update : Egyptian sources to Al Arabiya TV: The authorities responsible for operating the Rafah crossing received official letters calling on them to prepare to open it within days
Israel will withdraw from the Palestinian side of the crossing
🚨 A Voice from Gaza: Please Hear Us 🚨
My name is Abdelmajed Elderawi, and I am writing to you from Gaza, where life has become an unimaginable struggle. Our days are filled with uncertainty, and the hope for a better future feels like a distant dream.
The war has left deep scars on my family and me. We’ve endured the heartbreaking loss of 25 loved ones—each one a light extinguished too soon. Their absence is a pain I carry every day, and I often find myself lost in memories of the laughter and joy they brought into our lives.
Life in Gaza Today: 💔 Overwhelming Loss: The pain of losing so many family members is impossible to describe. 🍽️ Barely Getting By: Even basic necessities like food and water are becoming harder to afford. 🏠 No Safe Shelter: Our homes, once our refuge, now feel fragile and unsafe. 📚 Dreams on Hold: The pursuit of education and opportunities has been replaced by the constant fight for survival.
What We Need: In these desperate times, even a small gesture can mean so much. A $5 donation could provide us with food or water for a day. If you can’t donate, simply sharing our story could help us reach someone who can.
Your Support Gives Us Hope: This isn’t just about financial help—it’s about knowing that someone, somewhere, cares. Your kindness can be a source of strength for us, a reminder that we’re not alone in this fight.
How You Can Help: 🙏 Donate if you can. 🙏 Share this post to spread the word. 🙏 Keep us in your thoughts and prayers.
I’m not asking for much—just a little hope, a little relief, and a chance to keep moving forward. Your generosity, in any form, can make a difference in ways you might not even imagine.
Hello! I am organizing this fundraiser for Abdelmajed Sule… Mohamad Abdulhai needs your support for Help to save a family shattered by u
Thank you for taking the time to hear my story. Your kindness means more than words can express.
With heartfelt gratitude, Abdelmajed ❤️
Hello, my friends
I want to tell you that my campaign is approximately 41,778. Can you support me and pay attention to me until we reach only 45k?
But unfortunately, I did this by Saturday so that I could go to my house in northern Gaza.
! UPDATE! In these incredibly difficult times, when life has turned into a daily struggle for… Shelley Gordon needs your support for He
£41،778 \ 45k 🫂💔😮💨
I helped everyone and helped you with safe donations, but I find it difficult to reach donations urgently. I need you to stand with me 🙏🏻
Update £147 only to get to 42k
Donate, participate and show your humanity
If everyone donates only £10, my campaign ends after two days in the number, and this will be the biggest reward for someone who was risking his life a lot to make sure and verify the campaigns on the ground. £10 will not make you look poor, but it makes you look like a complete person who is jealous of the people who lived 447 days of death and postponement
Thank you for your efforts, I need about 8000 pounds only to be able to return with my family to the north of Gaza. My family is 8 members. I want it in a hurry. I will go on Sunday alone to the north of Gaza. If I can’t bring the money to return with me. 💔
£0 \ £7932 !!
Hello my friend, my name is Jaafar from North Gaza, I am 24 years old, and finally after waiting for a whole year of killing, displacement, hunger, massacres and genocide against us, the time for a ceasefire has come, thank God we are still alive after all the exhaustion, and during the next week we will return to our homes in North Gaza, which was completely destroyed, unfortunately our area was completely and brutally destroyed and we have nothing left, neither a home, nor property, nor furniture, nor clothes, nor any other clothes, I know that returning to the north will be very painful and difficult due to the lack of the necessities of life, and we will start building our lives from scratch, but we are happy for the war to end.
Please 🙏, donate to my campaign to save my family, even a small amount will help us stabilize ourselves a little, and buy some supplies 🥹, I hope that God will protect your family and friends, thank you 🥰🩵
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #299 )✅️
Hi, my name is Elizabeth Barnes and I am a US citizen organizing this fundraiser on behalf of my friend Jaafar, who is fundraising to suppor
Hello, my friends
I want to tell you that my campaign is approximately 41,778. Can you support me and pay attention to me until we reach only 45k?
But unfortunately, I did this by Saturday so that I could go to my house in northern Gaza.
! UPDATE! In these incredibly difficult times, when life has turned into a daily struggle for… Shelley Gordon needs your support for He
£41،778 \ 45k 🫂💔😮💨
I helped everyone and helped you with safe donations, but I find it difficult to reach donations urgently. I need you to stand with me 🙏🏻
Update £147 only to get to 42k
Donate, participate and show your humanity
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Save my orphan children
I am Inas, a mother of two young children: Muhammad, 7 years old, and Hala, 5 years old. They should have been living their childhood like all children—safe and warm in the embrace of their father. But the war has stolen that dream from us😭😭😭
Six months ago, my husband Anas, a kind-hearted man who endured a life of poverty, was killed by a random shell while on his way to work as a taxi driver. Since that tragic day, I’ve been left to carry the unbearable weight of life alone.
I held a diploma in international secretarial studies and was about to start a job to help support my family. But the war shattered not only our home but also my hopes and dreams. We’ve been displaced six times and now live in a tent that offers no shelter from the bitter cold or the ever-looming fear.
My young children face relentless hunger that weakens their fragile bodies and a cold that knows no mercy for their small hearts. Each day, their cries for warmth and food grow louder, and each day, I feel more helpless to provide them with even the basics of life💔😭😭
I appeal to your humanity, to your compassion. We need your help to survive, to find a safe shelter, and to feed my children. Your generosity could be the reason Muhammad and Hala continue to live and find hope amidst this darkness🥹
Please, help me keep the light of these innocent children from being extinguished by this cruel world
Donation Link
My name is Gabe. I am from Portland, OR and I am raising funds on behalf of Enas Shukry I… Gabriel G needs your support for Help Enas and he
Please don't ignore my story💔🇵🇸🥹🙏
I hope you are all well, I am Hanan from Gaza, I am in dire need of donations please, we live in tents, the rain water is leaking and it is very cold, my house was bombed and we narrowly escaped death and my children were hit by shrapnel, I am a mother of two children, Dana, 3 years old and Adam, 2 months old, Adam was born during the war, I went out from the hospital to the tent, we cannot buy food because of the high prices, there are no winter clothes for my children, the situation is very difficult, I am in dire need of saving my children's lives from death, I want you to support my campaign for me to protect my children from the dangers of the war we are living between death, destruction and the smell of blood, please help me for my children, I hope with your humanity, kindness and doing good for my children, they die every day, I cannot see my children suffering greatly, suffering and displacement, we have been displaced several times, our tent was destroyed due to displacement, I cannot provide the minimum needs for my children. Please do not let me down. I need your support and donations so that I can collect and secure travel expenses and survive from death. Please help me, I will be very grateful🇵🇸🙏🥹.
https://gofund.me/0ddcba1c
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✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #270 )✅️
A precious gift from my lil sis @kansuda2478
Jaiden: I don't want a lot for Christmas 🎵🎶✨️
I can't express my gratitude Len. Not only for the gift itself,but for being blessed to meet you. Thanks for your friendship and for accepting me as your sister as well. I love you
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If Luigi murdered a homeless black guy going through a mental health crisis on a train, Luigi would have been exonerated because of a technicality that said homeless guy was dying anyway or some shit. They’d ask “what about his family?” If Luigi stabbed and killed some brown people instead of shooting some CEO, the police nor the FBI would not have placed bounties on him nor began a manhunt like they didn’t when the exact thing happened on the same exact day in the same fucking city only minutes apart.
Terrorism is not only a socially constructed term but a politically charged one that is dictated by what action that the labeler deems impermissible. When health insurance companies deny, delay, and depose millions of people to their inevitable deaths, it’s not deemed terroristic. It is an acceptable social murder and let’s not soften the term because it is in fact murder that they are committing. But that man’s one act exposed what the authoritarian class thinks of us all. We aren’t valuable.
And that should make you violently fucking angry.
I don’t think you’re ready to have an adult conversation about politics until you’re able to admit that there are things you love and enjoy that would not and should not exist in a just world. $8 billion dollar budget movies every other month don’t exist in a just world. New 900 GB AAA video games every year don’t exist in a just world. Next day delivery doesn’t exist in a just world. 80 different soda brands don’t exist in a just world.
All of those things come from exploitation on some level, and if you wouldn’t trade those for a world where everyone can eat and have a home no matter who they are or what they do, I don’t know what to tell you.
Man, this post makes me feel conflicted, because on the one hand, of the things listed, next-day delivery is the only one that DOES actually exist in the world today. The others are exaggerations, and while I understand the point being made, they do detract from it.
I understand—and agree with—that sentiment of, “I want slower deliveries by drivers who are paid better,” as one recent tumblr post put it. I absolutely agree with the idea that we need to produce and consume less as a culture, and that an actual substantive conversation about politics should involve willingness to relinquish the many modern luxuries that are built on exploitation.
I don’t think these are good examples of those luxuries, though.
Large budget movies are possible because consumers (and investors) are willing to pay for them. A large budget is actually a necessary component in making sure workers are being adequately compensated; the fact that they currently are often exploited by studios is a result of deliberate misallocation of resources, not anything intrinsic to the size of the production. Same thing goes with high-quality video games. As for releasing a new film/game every month/year, that’s only unsustainable because there’s only a handful of monopolistic studios doing it. In a well-regulated industry that encourages growth and competition, we could see tens, if not hundreds of studios producing big-budget films and games. And, with a well-compensated and socially-supported citizenry, consumers would have enough disposable income to support it.
Similarly, the problem with soda isn’t that we have 80 brands; it’s that we have two. And those two brands each own 800 different labels. In a healthy economy, these monopolies would be dissolved, and we could support well over 80 moderately-sized independent beverage companies producing their own sodas.
Same-day delivery, again, could be easily supported with proper allocation of resources. Currently, we have huge centralized distributors like Amazon exploiting gig-workers with slave-wages to ferry cheap mass-produced crap to people, and that’s what makes it bad, not the speed at which they do it. If instead, we had something like a super-robust USPS, with well-compensated deliverypeople working reasonable hours within a decentralized network of independent-but-cooperative suppliers, there would be absolutely no reason why you couldn’t get something delivered to you from the distro ten miles down the road within a day.
When we critique capitalism, and they respond, “Yeah, well capitalism made the cell phone you’re using!” our response shouldn’t be, “Oh shit u right,” it should be, “No, capitalism made the cell phone I’m using break after a year so I’ll buy a new one, and they use slave labor to do it while they pocket the rest.”
There are luxuries, and there are artificially-valued, mass-produced, built-to-break trash that are marketed as luxuries. But we don’t solve the problems of fast-fashion by saying, “Welp I guess I shouldn’t wear clothes.”
yeah that’s a decent rebuttal imma reblog now
