ngl i love the fact that kirishima was lowkey inspired by mina when it comes to becoming a hero (or like taking charge). i just feel like so often in media everything has to be the girl looking up to the guy and then aspiring to be like him and then they forget to give her like... any other traits and its so bad. but with mina and kirishima they established the both of them and then explained what they mean to each other and how they inspire/inspired each other in different ways
My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.
But life had other plans.
War has returned to our home. Again.
And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.
There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.
I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.
Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.
This is my life.
This is my daughter’s life.
And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness.
Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.
Why I’m Reaching Out
Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.
That’s why I keep going.
I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.
How You Can Help:
🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity
🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources
🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war
💛 If you can, please support our journey here:
My name is Saja. I am a wife, a mother to a precious 8-month-old girl, and I am writing this in a moment that I wish I didn’t have to live t
If you can’t give, please consider sharing.
Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.
From My Heart to Yours
Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war.
But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.
I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.
Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you.
Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring.
We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.
just thought about jaime lannister again. fuck. that rat monkey bastard. he is privileged, he’s richer than most bloodlines combined, he looks like a girl, he’s almost 40, he has mommy issues and daddy issues and sister issues and brother issues, his name means ‘i love’, he’s been unserious all his life, he used to be the best swordsman in the land, he is disabled, he is blond, he’s used to crossdress so that his twin sister can play with swords while he learned to sew, his fursona is a lion, he is greying, he’s in love with a girl he’s been bullying the entire time they’ve known each other, he wants to be topped by her, he used to fuck his sister, he’s washed up, he has body dysmorphia, he fought a bear, he’s the only reason his disabled brother is alive, he wants to save everyone, he can’t save anyone, he watched his children die, he killed his king, he kept his promises
Thinking about the bear pit from Brienne’s POV and going a little crazy.
Like this guy who you never liked (the Kingslayer, the man who has twisted Knighthood and made it a joke) he saves you from being raped, loses his hand, and confesses to you the truth about why he killed the mad king.
And then he leaves.
He leaves you to go home and you’re stuck with the same horrible men who maimed this guy that has began to weasel his way into your psyche. But it’s fine because he’s gone now and you don’t have to deal with it.
And then he just freaking falls out of the sky and saves you from the bear. A knight saving the damsel. (And for once him the knight and you the damsel.) And when you ask him why he came all the way back just to save you he says, “I dreamed of you.”
Also... I was sleeping on the fact that Bloom was GIVEN the Dragonflame. Because in a way, it's giving us the best of both worlds???
On one hand, she's the chosen one based on the show's narrative- she's the (in season 1) the only earth fairy, the last princess of Domino, the carrier of dragon flame...
But she wasn't BORN to it. It wasn't actually her calling or destiny from the beginning. It was a gift from her sister. She has someone's shoes to fill! It was all meant for Daphne but she didn't get the chance for it. Well, not after the attack that is. I actually HC Daphne to be at least a century old- the lifespan in Magical dimensions is clearly much, MUCH longer than that on earth, so there is no reason for Daphne to be just a few years older than Bloom.
And GIVE HER SOME COOL SHIT TO HAVE DONE. "Daphne Nymph of this Daphne Nymph of that-" FUCK THAT LET HER BE A WARRIOR PRINCESS. LET BLOOM FIND HER ARMOR IN THE ABANDONED AND FROZEN DOMINO PALACE.