i trigger tag things with just the word i.e. “#bugs”, for a mention of something its “x ment”
reasonable dni criteria: proship/incest/pedo/etc, transandrophobia believers, if you post irl gore
mutuals can ask for my discord
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toyhouse is tinypicnicinbugtown
^shoutout @spamtonhater1997. fandom sideblogs are @the7flyingaces (deltarune) @transhetdirkstrider (homestuck) and @chabahara (danganronpa). im sorry for being into homestuck and danganronpa thats why i have sideblogs
My name is Ale Peña Gorbe, and I am raising funds for my Palestinian friend Raneen. This is her story, in her words:
My friend Raneen, @raneen21, is stuck in Gaza with her family, in the famine and genocide. She is very ill, her illness has gotten much worse. She needs urgent treatment and cannot get it in Gaza. If she pays only $2,000 before February 25 she will be able to leave Gaza with her entire family and get treatment. Her very life is in danger; please help her pay the costs!!
My name is Ale Peña Gorbe, and I am raising funds for my Palestinian friend Raneen. This is her story, in her words:
@raneen21 and @a00h3 are my friends. They live in Gaza, suffering a horrible genocide, with their lives at risk every day. Their baby has cancer and there is no treatment available in Gaza; we urgently need money to pay for the family to leave Gaza and get his life-saving treatment. Please, I'm begging you, donate to help the baby live!!
Their account is vetted by @90-ghost here, by @gazavetters (#576) , and by @bilal-salah0. This Chuffed fundraiser goes directly to them; for transparency, you can dm @raneen21 or @a00h3 if you want to confirm it.
PLEASE HELP MY FRIENDS SURVIVE THIS INJUSTICE!! EVERY DOLLAR COUNTS!!
My name is Wadad. I am fifteen years old, writing to you from Gaza while my heart is drowning in sorrow 💔. I write these words with shaking hands and tear-filled eyes, because pain has become stronger than my ability to stay silent. Every day I wake up feeling broken, and every night I fall asleep with fear and tears, wondering how much more my family can endure.
My family and I live in a torn, fragile tent ⛺ that cannot protect us from the cold nights, the burning heat, or the constant danger around us. We are seven family members surviving with almost nothing. My mother, Suheila, is sick and injured, suffering in silence and in desperate need of medicine. My father, Shadi, was wounded in the war, and since then our life has fallen apart.
The deepest wound in my heart is my little sister Mira. She is only two years old and suffers from a heart disease 💔. She needs medication, food, and special care, but we are helpless and unable to provide any of it. I watch her struggle every day, afraid that hunger and illness will take her from us.
I am only fifteen, yet my heart carries grief far heavier than my age. We are not asking for comfort, only for mercy. Please, if you can, help us with a donation to buy medicine and food 🙏. Your kindness could be the difference between life and loss for my family.
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Hi my name is Mickey and I'm raising funds for:
Suheila, who is a m… Mickey Dee needs your support for Support Suhaila's family in
the idea of headmates needing to be distinct is so pervasive. even in the plural community here, there feels like theres this unspoken expectation that being plural involves very distinct and discrete personality states. or at least that you should be able to make a pk that has all of your headmates. because all headmates should have a name and discrete identity apparently. i dont hate pk but it definitely reinforces that idea that systems need to be structured in a specific way
it leads to a lot of hurt. a lot of people fighting their brains to try to fit into a specific idea of plurality. or just deciding they cant be plural or that they arent plural enough
basically everyone i know who is plural can give some specific number of headmates they have and all their names. and like that's great if thats how it works for them. but i wonder how many of them are hurting themselves to categorize themselves like that
also like it's ok for the structure of your system to be unclear. its ok if you dont understand how it works. its ok if you dont even feel that system is the right word for it. theres so much diversity in how plurality presents itself and there is no such thing as not plural enough or whatever
My friend has been in the hospital for four days now.
Fadel (@fadel-dani) has a blood disorder that, without consistent access to medication and treatment, causes severe anemia. This is life threatening. The hospital cannot discharge him because his blood count is dangerously low.
He needs about 420 euros urgently to pay for the days he's already spent in the hospital, but ideally more than that because he doesn't know when he will be discharged.
My friends, you are my only hope now. I desperately need your help. I don't know how I'll be able to raise the money for my hospital stay, and on top of all that, I'm tired and in pain all the time. Please donate.
I'm going through the hardest time of my life. I fainted today because I couldn't buy my medication; I haven't been able to raise the money yet. I desperately need your help to buy my medication as soon as possible. Don't leave me alone in my time of need. I have great hope in you and I'm counting on you. Don't let me down; donate now.
I donated $100 (€84 euros), and with the help of three others we managed to raise the €420 he needed for his hospital stay. Thank you so much!
Right now, he needs his monthly medication €400 euros, and €300 for supplements and nutritious food to raise the blood level in his body.
He ended up hospitalized because he's been struggling to afford this medication and consistent food, so he really needs €700 so that he can stabilize and he can be discharged from the hospital.
Please keep sharing and donating!! Your donations help keep Fadel alive.
Please don't ignore me. I'm so tired and in pain all the time. Every share, Every donation, every act of kindness will make a huge difference. Help us and donate now. Save us. Please Donate.
Please help Fadel afford his hospital treatment, he has been suffering for months and if enough people can give even a small amount it will add up and help him
Time is running out, donations are almost nonexistent, and the silence is unbearable. I am a young man suffering from an illness and I can't endure any more pain. I fainted again today! I don't want any further complications. Please donate now; your donation is my only chance to recover and buy my medication.
Cafe at The Portland art museum has Rothko no. 5 cakes. Something intellectually meaty about seeing the painting in person, and then eating a cake copy. The complete experience. Full spectrum.
whenever people say canada is an unserious country or a zany joke it pisses me off and not because i feel like mocked or anything but because i find it wild rude and disrespectful to the indigenous peoples that have been harmed in this nation… genuinely nothing funny about the residential schools or the 60s scoop or the highway of tears or the forced sterilization of indigenous women
“some of your money smells like maple syrup so silly and unserious 😂” sometimes our police officers take indigenous men who are struggling with addiction and mental illness or otherwise homeless, mentally unwell, addict men and drive them far far away from the place they know into the canadian wilderness and abandon them to die from exposure to the elements. it’s called starlight tours.
I’m Inge Kassab, a 22-year-old dental student from Al-Azhar University in Gaza. My university was completely destroyed in the war, and I lost all my dental tools and the chance to continue my clinical training. Despite everything, I’m trying to return to my studies and finish the remaining hours to graduate.
I urgently need financial support to buy new medical instruments, prepare for my return to university, cover transportation costs, and purchase the required books.
Your help will also support my family with basic living needs during this difficult time.
Please help me rebuild my path and put (Dr.) before my name someday.
✅Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is (#538)✅
Hi, I'm Tristan from the Netherlands, running this campaign on behalf of my friend Inge. This is her story:
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #682 )✅️
I am Mohammed from Gaza, 28 years old, and I live with my father and bro… Rachel Cañas needs your support for A Family's Plea for Survival a
I am Mohammed from Gaza, 28 years old, and I live with my father and brothers. We all used to live a peaceful life together in our home. As you can see, this was our home before it was completely destroyed. It was our home, but now it is in ruins.
We worked 24/7 to rebuild our home, but now, after all these years of hard work, we have lost everything and have become homeless and displaced.
As for our work and our business, my brother and I had a university cafeteria, and we had a dream of being able to provide the best food to the students in our city.
At Al-Aqsa University, we worked together hand in hand to make this possible, and just as it was starting to happen, a war broke out and shattered all our dreams. We woke up to the nightmare of war, seeing the university destroyed. At that moment, we were desperate, helpless, and lost.
Not just our home and our workplace. But can you imagine the moment you see the last thing you owned destroyed, ruined, and shattered? So, for God's sake, you are the only ones who can help us rebuild our shattered lives. I would be very grateful for your kindness and support.
🔴Farah urgently needs your support to undergo speech therapy sessions, behavioral therapy, and visual and auditory communication therapy.🙏🏻🥹
🆘Don't be stingy with her; these sessions are expensive, but they are essential.begging you to give a chance at a better life. I'm not asking for the impossible; I just need your humanity.😭🙏🏻💔
⚠️‼️Is there anything more genuine than my poor girl's tears? Don't let her down. It's my right to try to address her mental disability too. I'm a mother, and my heart breaks for her.
🛑My child makes unintelligible sounds, trying to express herself through screams. Doesn't your conscience stir, oh human being? How can you lay your head on the pillow to sleep with my daughter's cries echoing in your mind, without offering a helping hand? Search for humanity in your souls. I am a mother whose heart breaks for her. It is not enough that she is unaware of the death that surrounds her, whether from a sudden cardiac arrest due to potassium deficiency or from facing the symptoms of viral diseases. Every day I wake up with a deferred hope for Farah's survival Make patience a roof One of the dreams is to see her playing, laughing, and talking someday.😭💔
🟥People with disabilities in Gaza endure double the suffering and endless patience, as they face the biting cold of winter and constant hunger in a dilapidated tent. Their options have dwindled, and their bodies are failing, but this failure lies not in their physical condition, but in a world that remains silent.
No one can truly imagine the scenes and images of destruction, bombing, devastation, health failures, and environmental pollution unless they experience it firsthand, and that is something we would not wish on anyone.
My children are sick because of the harsh winter and the viruses spreading every day. Every day brings new expenses – water, milk, diapers, and medicine, the most important of which now is antibiotics – and all of this requires money. There is nothing more painful than having your children suffer.All you have is love - but there is no way to give them safety and health.
🟥🫂My hope is that generous souls will stand by us and donate, even a little. Every contribution is a seed of hope for my child to speak and survive.🙏🏻🙏🏻
In closing my remarks about our suffering, I will thank you, and especially the humanitarian butterfly. @oediex 💗🦋♥️
Note: if you would prefer to pay via paypal, you can do so here.
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #451 )✅️
💥This is my son Abdullah. I gave birth to him after 10 years of waiting. He came after I had four daughters. He's suffering from a sore throat, severe flu symptoms, and pneumonia due to cooking smoke. He tries to help me when I prepare their food. I need to buy him medicine. Please help me. Be compassionate and kind to my family. Thank you. 🫂🙏🏻😭
🛑Please take action for Farah. She needs her chronic kidney medication for this month, antibiotics, and to be registered for therapy sessions. It's not enough; she's battling kidney failure. Please rise up! I need your humanity more than ever. Thank you to everyone who is taking action now.🙏🏻😭🙏🏻
What's wrong with you, kind hearts? My child Farah desperately needs your donations. I haven't received any meaningful support. Please act for her sake; her tears have broken my heart. 😭💔😭Please don't let her down.
In a cold corner of Gaza, a broken father stands before a house that is no longer a home—its walls pierced by absence, its roof open to a merciless sky. 💔🥺
He holds his small child with trembling hands, as if all the warmth left in the world is hidden in his chest, while the wind tears through what remains of hope. His family sits around him, pale faces and eyes asking a single question: How will we survive tonight?
This father was once a simple worker, returning at the end of the day carrying his exhaustion and a meal that was enough for them. Today, he has no job left, no door to knock on, no opportunity to provide for his family. The Israeli war stole his livelihood, broke his back, and left his children sleeping in the winter cold—without blankets, without walls to protect them, and without the promise of a warmer morning.😭
His child asks for very little: a warm bottle of milk, and a hand to wipe away his tears when the sound of the wind startles him like another airstrike. The mother tries to hide her fear, gathering scraps of fabric to create temporary warmth, forcing a fragile smile so the children won’t see her brokenness. As for the father, he sits in silence, counting their breaths, feeling helplessness gnaw at his heart more painfully than the cold itself.
Here in Gaza, catastrophe cannot be measured in words. It is long nights without electricity, empty stomachs, destroyed homes, and dreams postponed to an unknown future. Yet this father clings to a thin thread of patience, because surrender would mean failing his family. He lifts his head to the sky and whispers a simple prayer: that this winter will pass, and that his children will stay alive… for that is all he has left now.
From here, we extend our hands to you.
This family urgently needs €700 to buy blankets that will protect the children from the freezing cold and to repair the destroyed walls with tarps, 💔😭
so that rain and wind no longer invade their fragile shelter. They are not asking for the impossible—only for their basic right to warmth and life. Your support, no matter how small, could be a blanket that shields a child from a harsh night, a wall that offers a moment of safety, or a spark of hope that restores a piece of this father’s shattered dignity.
Your donation is not just money—it is a humane message telling them they are not alone, and that there are still hearts that feel Gaza’s pain and believe in the right of its families to survive.
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #722 )✅️
Go to paypal.me/motasemjaper and type in the amount. Since it’s PayPal, it's easy and secure. Don’t have a PayPal account? No worries.
My name is Motasem, and today I write these words with a burden in my heart that no one could bear. The war has taken everything from me. I