Roach Girl

I wanna be just like a melody ( ˘ ³˘)*•.*.

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Umm what is is called when it is b*y and girl kiss? Yaoi or yuri? Umm whaat. #yaoi #yuri

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Miia, the Lamia || No I love her sm <\3

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FUNGER OC|| Keranocer (loosely translates to unicorn of innocence) the god of innocence. Heavily misrepresented and used in purity culture but what she truly represents is innocence at its purest form, that being while we’re in the womb. The moment we’re born we lose that comfort and innocence is stripped away. Gave up her godhood to become a human mother so that she could harbor her own innocence inside her, which ended up killing her and destroying the concept of innocence in the funger universe. (Death of innocence being a common phrase in termina.) The child she gave birth to was Nosramus.

Ok I leave

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i call this one “using tumblr as a person of color”

might update with more images at some point

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MHA oc that’s old and bitchy and has to be around kids she hates all the time. Life is good 🤍.

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Enjin doodles from the recent chapters...,, how we doing chat

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MI BEBES 🥹

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Love is in the air? WRONG! Mold spore 🦠🦠

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One thing I’ve always hated is where you search up a tag for an underrated character and think you’ve found a really good fanfic only to realize the author tags the whole entire cast.

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Transfem Light Yagami: I'm sorry Misa, but now that we're both girls, we can't be together.

[Light's internal monologue]: I couldn't risk breaking up with Misa before without turning her against me and arousing L's suspicion, but now that I'm a woman, I have the perfect excuse to get rid of her. She can't expect us to keep dating now that we're both girls.

Misa: Oh Light-kun, don't worry! I completely understand! If only there was some way for us to still be together.

[L's internal monologue]: I see...Light is trying to use her gender identity as justification for breaking up with Misa without hurting her feelings. If I expose her lie, perhaps I can turn Misa against her, but I must tread carefully. Never fear, I know just what to do.

L: Misa, have you heard of testosterone?

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[saja-55]

Everything changed the day Amira was born. The world outside was collapsing — bombs, dust, screams, and fear. Yet inside a small room, by the dim light of a single candle, a new life began. While others were running for shelter, I was holding my newborn daughter, trembling, crying, trying to believe that something so pure could still exist in a place like Gaza. I named her Amira, because I wanted her to feel like a child of life —not a child of war.

  A year has passed since that night, but nothing has really changed Our house is still rubble, our streets still carry the smell of smoke, and the sky still echoes with sounds that make Amira flinch in her sleep. She has just turned one. She’s learning to walk, holding my finger with her tiny hand, laughing at the smallest things — as if she doesn’t see the destruction around her. She doesn’t know the word “loss.” She never met her father, but when she smiles, I see him there. Sometimes I watch her sleeping, and I wonder what kind of world she will grow up in — whether she will ever know what peace feels like, what home smells like. And yet, when she opens her eyes in the morning and says “mama,” everything becomes bearable again. I want to rebuild our home. Not just for the walls — but for her future. For Amira to have a small room, a safe place to dream, a life that belongs to her, not to war. I’m not asking for much. Only for a chance to give her a beginning filled with warmth instead of fear

Help Saja Rebuild a Life After Everything Fell Apart

My name is Saja. I am a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza trying to hold on — to hope, to my family, and to a life that no

 A Mother’s Message

To everyone reading this — thank you for listening to our story. Your kindness means more than words. Every share, every message, every donation — it all helps me rebuild not just a house, but a future for Amira. From the heart of Gaza, from a mother learning to hope again — we will live. And I will make sure my daughter grows up in a world that knows love more than war.

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Enjin’s hand.

4hrs 52m of drawing.

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Can I say something

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