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Call me Rae
Osamu’s Baby, Choso’s Pretty & Jean’s Doll
19/ INTP
HQ, JJK, AOT etc
writing, thoughts & art
send in ur thoughts (n prayers)
🕊 Nadin’s Hope: A Mother, A Memory, A Future
Hello, my name is Nadin. I’m from Gaza. I’m a graphic design graduate, a wife—and now, a mother.
I finished my design studies just before the war began. I had dreams of starting a small studio, of creating art that told stories. I used to think about colors and fonts and the future.
Then, the war came. And the future became something we tried to hold onto, moment by moment.
On October 22, 2023, I learned I was pregnant when a missile destroyed my husband’s family home, killing 25 members—his mother, siblings, nieces and nephews—entire branches of our family in seconds.
We were displaced twice. Everything was gone—home, safety, routine, rest.
A few weeks later, I gave birth to our daughter. There was no crib, no celebration—not even stillness. But she arrived, quietly and beautifully. In her eyes I saw something I hadn’t felt in weeks: life that still wanted to grow.
Now, our days are shaped by decisions that could dismantle the future we are trying to build together.
Today, Israel’s government is discussing plans for a full military occupation of the Gaza Strip, including Gaza City and southern regions. The stated aim: to eliminate Hamas and later hand governing control to allied Arab forces—not Israel—but with no clear path to peace or normalcy.
The humanitarian fallout is devastating. More than 61,000 Palestinians have died in this war; hunger and malnutrition are rising sharply. Hospitals in north Gaza have shut down, and 193 people have now died of starvation, nearly half of them children.
Aid remains blocked, water is scarce, and many risk dying of hunger or disease long before future promises arrive.
We Don’t Know What Comes Next There’s no clear path forward—only uncertainty for our daughter’s life and our ability to survive another day.
My name is Nadin, and I’m a mother from Gaza.
How You Can Help I’m asking for support—not for comfort, but for survival:
Help us meet basic needs so we can breathe, heal, and preserve a world for our daughter.
Support us as I try to stand again on my own feet—even a glimmer of stability matters.
If you’ve read this far, thank you. If you can give—thank you. If you can’t—just sharing this post is a lifeline I will never forget.
in hqverse there’s an atsumu lookalike competition and osamu shows up and lose
you know what’s been on my mind lately? There’s something no one knows about toge’s gallery, a video in his favorites. It’s taken as a selfie by him, you straddled over him in his gaming chair. The soft fabric of both your hoodies are tugged down showing the prettiest shades of matching marks. It’s a short clip, of him sticking his tongue out with a slight smirk looking into the screen. And you, your pretty tongue’s out as well, the tip slowing tracing the cursed speech mark on his. His breath hitching at every dips and turns of your hot mouth, a low note rumbling at the pressure on his birthmark. In the dim light spit runs down his blown lips and pale throat. The video stops right there with your soft teasing giggle mixed with his throaty moan, just barely catching his eyes rolling back-
It’s on his favorites for a reason.
This comment irked me in the worst way possible. I was already having a bad morning and saw this so I’m going to be an ass today.
I live in the country. Go to school in the country. I’ve lived here for 10 years straight. Do you think I don’t know that not all of Korea is like this? What do you gain from comparing the atrocities happening here to America? If you want to compare the two then compare the size of the country itself, the amount of people there, and everything else, too. Surprise, with the amount of offenders coming out of this deepfake case alone, it’s not a reach to suspect men that you pass on the street in Korea.
Do you realize how disgusting you sound by making this comment? “Oh, I’m sorry this happened at all, but America is worse.” - does that mean this shouldn’t be taken serious then? Fuck every other country compared to the great fucking US?
Not attack your country? I’m not attacking my country for fucks sake - I want to love it here, but it’s fucking impossible with the news that comes out everyday - I’m stating a fact, A FACT THAT 220,000 KOREAN MEN WERE IN A TELEGRAM CHAT THAT MADE DEEPFAKE PORNOGRAPHY OF PEOPLE CLOSE TO THEM.
Was it the part I said the country is too lenient on men? Is that the problem? Want me to bring up examples? Seungri, famous kpop idol. He got a year and a half after mediating prostitution, sharing nude photos of girls (without their permission) with other men, and gambling. Oh, he’s famous? Fine, wanna hear about the Cho Doo-Soon case? A 56 year old man raped an 8 year old girl to the point of her having a disability for the rest of her life and he got 12 years in prison because he claimed he was drunk. You want to know where he was set free to? His old home, 800m away from his victim’s house. That’s a 10 minute walk away.
Would statistics help you understand the gender inequality better? The Global Gender Gap Index, Korea ranked 94th out of 146 countries. That’s 51 ranks below America, for your information.
For a final kick, want to know what happened in Korea this week alone? Or is this nothing compared to America, too?
Also what are you mentioning prostitues for? What does that have to do with this situation?
first original tweet / second original tweet
In 2020 I made a post on here regarding the nth room case. Unfortunaly it's a case again and this time a million times worse.
As far as the Taeil situation he's a kpop idol who was kicked out of his group right away after serious accusations of sexual misconduct came to light.
Please spread the word about this!
🚨 UNDERAGE PORNOGRAPHY USING DEEPFAKE AND TELEGRAM IN KOREA🚨
Please take a second to read and reblog.
In Korea, middle, high school and college students are taking screenshots, even sneaking pictures of classmates, family members (sisters, cousins, even their own mothers) to make pornography videos and pictures in Telegram, using AI and Deepfake. Most of the victims right now are underage, and some are even using the generated pictures to threaten the victims.
It’s really a serious issue, and there are more than 220,000 memebers in said chat (it’s an estimated number, and it’s certain that there are more offenders not included in this) There are separated group chats for each middle school, high school, etc, the high school I’m attending right now included.
But as the Korean government did with the Nth room, their actions have been very timid, as well as the media. There isn’t any news coverage even though it’s basically a child pornography crime, especially since most of the offenders are underage. The schools are also taking limited actions.
People, especially the victims themselves are doing their own research, based on Twitter, sharing information about the schools of the victims to raise awareness, and also to share information about the perpetrators. Girls are taking down their profile pictures, instagram stories, making their profiles private, as they all have been used for the crime.
Please share, talk, and ask about this issue.
Kuroo Tetsuro, and whatever teenage is.
Last summers end just before you come to a closure about whatever childhood was, and from there it’s all a rush to somewhere else- and at last, in the car ride, you wonder if one thing had been different, would everything be different?
Fluff
Because Kuroo, that tall, lean, built, handsome man that he has grown up to, now you realize that you’ve loved him all these years along. Now you see the stupid dances, the new years countdowns, the dumb traditions you’ve laughed at your friends fussing over, he has been right next to you all along. Growing up is cruel, and funny. Because finally, like the late summer afternoon breeze, it sweeps you over that in his laughter, there always had been some glaze of hope. It always had been you, in the corner of his gaze.
Osamu Miya (23) owner of Onigiri Miya, your hand in marriage PLEASE
this tweet was the inspo btw:
i’m not writing but i want you to know that i constantly imagine a tormented hajime. who breaks at the feel of love, who has thrived on being whole and structured and complete, and immediately loses his sense of self in the thought of someone else.
And I’ll watch
You watch him forget you like you’d watch him breathe, because that’s young love in the real world. Someone falls out.
Just angst
The thing about heartbreak, it’s not like in the movies, the songs, or the books. No crying out in the rain at 3am, no the-other-girl in his phone, no unsent letters, nothing really. Young love, and how it ends is surprisingly more simple than you’d expect. Or even want. That’s what kills you.
Good people fall out of love. No one writes about that.
guess who loves the season 3 op so much they redrew it in timeskip (this guy)
hiii, take ur time bbg we'll wait for you, and i'm sure that ure doing great, you can do it, dont let the artists block get to you, i'm sure u can do it <33
ugh this is so sweet I needed this 😭😭
sorry guys I’m not posting so much rn I’m doing ap art in my country and I’m regretting each and one of my life decisions
I feel like I have no talent at anything and ugh everything just sucks so much
What the books don’t tell
Mutual pining. That’s what the books would name this, he knows. And yeah, he’d give anything to have that happy ending. But not just yet.
Fluff, mutual pining
He’s read about this.
There must be a reason why you asked to go over the material at his house, when he’s seen you take all the notes and nod back to the teacher oh so sweetly. There must be a reason why you were still here, at this hour, when usually he knows you’d be posting on your closed friends story a picture of you sprawled about in your matching pajamas, the room gently lit and looking like your subtle sweet scent. There must be a reason why you were sitting there in the softest shirt, the one he remembers complimenting with sweaty palms. Above all, there must be a reason why you’re asleep next to him, cheeks softly squished against your arm.
imagine hot summer days
It’s so hot, you imagine if it’s what it is like to be buried. You wonder if people will be able to smell the love of his gaze on you at this moment. You pray that they will.
Fluff, little something based on my previous post cuz I am a sucker for summer
Hot summers. The ac is broken with a week until the AS comes, so it’s a lazy afternoon on your bed, wearing the skimpiest tank and shorts, laying down flat with the fan on the highest setting. You’ve got a glass of ice linked between your arms, switching every now and then to keep both sides cool. It’s a pretty desperate attempt to stay sane in this burning weather, especially when you’ve got this furnace of a boy laying flat next to you.