Silent Oddity
Xuebing Du
One Nice Bug Per Day
Sweet Seals For You, Always

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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Andulka
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
trying on a metaphor
Jules of Nature

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Show & Tell
YOU ARE THE REASON
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
occasionally subtle

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣

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@eternalfiremoth
Silent Oddity
🌟 A Cry for Help: My Family’s Struggle to Survive in Gaza 🌟
Hello, my name is Areej Kassab. I’m a 27-year-old English teacher and writer from Gaza, and I’m reaching out to you with a heavy heart and a desperate plea for support. My family and I are enduring unimaginable hardships as relentless bombings devastate our home and our dreams.
We are a family of 15—10 adults and 5 children. Every day is a battle for survival. Food is scarce, humanitarian aid is not reaching us, and my little nieces and nephews go to bed hungry. Among them is my sister, who is deaf, and another sister who has a newborn baby. They, too, are suffering in this crisis, and I’m doing everything I can to protect and provide for them.
💔 A Life in Ruins The war has robbed us of everything: safety, peace, and even the hope of a future here. My family’s needs are basic yet critical—food, clean water, diapers for the babies, gas for cooking, and other essentials to make it through each day.
With rising prices and limited access to necessities, we are struggling to provide even the most basic items. My sister’s home has been destroyed, and we are working together to ensure everyone has shelter, food, and warmth.
✨ My Plea for Your Support ✨ I’m a writer, and I’ve been documenting the harsh realities faced by my community under siege. But words can only do so much. We need action, and we need help. Your kindness can save us.
🙏 How You Can Help
Donate: Every contribution, no matter how small, brings us closer to securing the essentials we desperately need.
Share Our Story: If you can’t donate, please share this post to help us reach others who can.
Your support will help provide food for the children, clean water for my family, and basic supplies to help us survive this unimaginable crisis.
My name is Melissa and I am supporting Areej to help her family surviv… Melissa Saul needs your support for Emergency Evacuation for Aree
Thank you for reading, for caring, and for standing in solidarity with us. Together, we can create a lifeline for my family—a chance to live, to dream, and to hope again.
With love and gratitude, Areej Kassab ❤️
the fact that i'm no longer the same age as the protagonists of novels and films i once connected to is so heartbreaking. there was a time when I looked forward to turning their age. i did. and i also outgrew them. i continue to age, but they don't; never will. the immortality of fiction is beautiful, but cruel.
A problem I have when reading romance novels is I cannot empathize with disliking someone but finding them attractive regardless. If I dislike someone I'm like "You are like a wadded up ball of sweaty socks and I want you to burn in a pyre, undying and screaming for days"
"He infuriated her, though she was willing to admit he was a handsome man" I couldn't begin to tell you what the people I dislike look like because I see red instantly. If you were like "Is he the blond one" I'd be like "idk he's the one who most looks like he should die"
*me staggering and whining theatrically about my troubles while (keeping an eye out) waiting for some mystical beings in disguise to reveal themselves and offer me a confuddling but magical solution to my problems that might or might now bite me in the ass after*
I am in love with your blog, makes me want to be friends with you 😓🥺
thank you anon you are too kind! i'm slow on watching dramas these days so i find myself retreating back into the comforting cocoon of dramas i love and knows best (sf you are the love of my life). im always up for a chat feel free to dm, anon!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
SILENT SEA/STRANGER (Secret Forest) crossover alert!!!
Summary: Song Ji-an’s fight for survival continues after the rescue from Balhae Station. If she wants to protect Luna—or herself—she has no choice but to trust the internal investigations specialist assigned to their case. A Silent Sea AU of Stranger/Secret Forest (or vice versa), because Song Ji-an is so clearly an alternate universe Yeo-jin, and her partnership with Si-mok is the kind that transcends realities and lifetimes.
8.2k, complete fic, angst, fluff, see your fave duo coming together in the pursuit of justice once again in another lifetime (or, if you’re just here for Ji-an, see Ji-an finally get taken care of and fight to take down SAA for their crimes). Some subtle Ji-an/Doc Hong moments, because OF COURSE. Warnings for discussions of canon body horror and undiagnosed PTSD.
Thank you to the incredible @cupofteaandstars for beta-ing, and for being an amazing cheer squad alongside the marvelous @ohyangchon!
i love when i “make a mental note” of something. it’s gone within 20 seconds