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Farewell...
I wrote this Satosugu fic
https://archiveofourown.org/works/65963980
pls read
The Power of Memories 🎞️
Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed, and I want to share a little bit of my journey with you.
I was born and raised in Gaza, a place I once called home. Life was simple but beautiful. I remember sitting with my family in the evenings, drinking tea and telling stories. I remember walking through the streets, greeting neighbors, feeling like I belonged. I remember celebrating birthdays, laughing over silly jokes, and dreaming about the future.
But in the blink of an eye, everything changed. My home is gone. My family is not whole anymore. My city is unrecognizable. 💔 The streets that once felt so safe are now filled with emptiness. The laughter has been replaced with silence.
And yet, I hold onto my memories. Because memories remind me of who I am, where I come from, and what truly matters. They remind me that love, family, and connection are stronger than destruction.
If you’re reading this, take a moment to appreciate the little things. Hug your family, tell someone you love them, appreciate the warmth of home. These small moments are what truly make life beautiful. 💙
And I'm now waiting to be Vetted by @gazavetters 🙏
My name is Abdelmajed, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Everything I once knew has been taken away—my home, my safety, and the people
Displaced Twice, Still Holding Onto Hope
💔 Imagine being forced to leave everything behind—not once, but twice.
That’s my reality. My name is Naser, and I have been displaced twice because of war. I lost my mother. I lost my sister. I lost my home. My brothers and I are starting from nothing.
But even after losing everything, I refuse to give up.
🏡 What We Need 🔹 A safe place to live. 🔹 A chance to go to school. 🔹 The ability to rebuild our future.
We have lost so much, but we still have hope.
💙 Will You Be Part of Our Journey? Your kindness can change our lives. Even if you can’t donate, sharing this post helps more than you know.
My name is Naser AbuThaher , and my world has been shattered by war. I lost my beloved mother and sister in an attack that took them away fr
🙏 Thank you for believing in us.
To Those Who Still Believe in Kindness
I used to believe that home was a place. Now, I know that home is the people who love you.
But what happens when war takes those people away?
My name is Naser, and I am writing this because I have no other choice. I lost my mother and sister in an attack. Our family home was destroyed. My brothers and I were forced to flee, leaving behind everything we had ever known.
For the second time, we have been displaced, wandering from place to place, hoping to find safety. But safety feels impossible when you have nothing left.
💡 Yet, I still believe in kindness. I still believe that there are people in this world who care.
I still believe that my brothers and I can build a future—but we need your help.
🌍 What We Need We need a place to live. We need education. We need hope.
Your donation can help us rebuild our lives. It can help me pursue my education, help my brothers achieve their dreams, and help us heal from this unimaginable loss.
❤️ If you believe in kindness, please consider donating. And if you can’t, please share this post. Someone out there might be able to help.
My name is Naser AbuThaher , and my world has been shattered by war. I lost my beloved mother and sister in an attack that took them away fr
You Are Helping Us Hold On 💙
The generosity of strangers is something I never thought I’d have to rely on. But when war takes everything from you, kindness becomes the only thing left to hold onto.
Today, we’ve reached $2,200, and it is because of you.
💔 We have lost more than words can explain. 💔 We are still grieving, still searching for stability. 💔 But you are helping us get through this.
If you can, please help. If you can’t, a simple share means the world.
Thank you for standing with us.
My name is Mosab Elderawi, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Life as I knew it has been completely destroyed. I have lost my home, my
Please for the love of everything you and I hold sacred, donate to the fundraisers I share on @bi-turtle-enthusiast if you're able. I've donated to a few but I am not in a financial position to be able to contribute to as many as I'd like.
save me cunty hua cheng!!!
you can only save those who want to be saved.
some sketches of the pookies! first one is hua cheng in a manhua outfit bc i think his ponytail and makeup look so cool. bit of a redraw of an older sketch. second one is also a redraw of an older sketch. I feel like my art has really evolved in the past few months but I really love how I used to do colors and lighting—I want to incorporate more of that going forward
Happy birthday Hua Cheng!!!
Let's burn together.
look what i made you guys
xie lian's slightly shitty puns are what make hua cheng feel alive ok
dear god,, them,,,
[ID: A digital drawing of Ningguang (in her Orchid’s Evening Gown outfit) and Yelan. The stand, faces centimeters apart looking at each other intently. Ningguang looks worried. Yelan’s hands are bloodied as she cups the other’s face. She wipes away a tear from Ningguang’s cheek, leaving a streak of blood. Behind them, a light illuminates their profiles. They are surrounded by rain, which is set aglow by the light. End ID.]
tysm to @ninglans for the ID! I tweaked it a bit to include the rain.
open discussion: in what part of tgcf would it be funniest to put a cornetto ad?
the tragic parts, yeah, okay, but imagine hua cheng leaving bride xie lian with only a strawberry cornetto to remember him by.....
art blog followers. get in on this
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my contribution to this. idk if this is the right vibe but
oh no save me doomed lesbians!! covered in blood!!! and lit from behind!!!!