Okay, real talk now. People love to tag male characters in posts about women, but this post is gonna take this seriously. Is there actually a canonically male character you believe is a trans woman? Or at least has made into a trans woman for a fanart or a fanfic? Excluding the ones canonically implied.
Sound off in the tags! Link to the fanart or fic if available. Do it. Give me the girls. Make more women.
i dont want 22 episode seasons back. i dont want 8 episode seasons. i dont actually want a prescriptive number of episodes per season
its the era of streaming. we dont need to fil x number of timeslots.
i want tv shows to be able to determine for themselves what their optimal number of episodes per season to tell the story they want at the pace they want. maybe thats a 3 episode season. maybe thats a 50 episode season. i dont care, i just want the decision to be made for practical and artistic reasons rather than corporate ones
In a place where children no longer know what safety feels like, a mother is trying to keep her children alive despite everything ๐
I donโt know how I am still holding on...
My name is Najah, and I am a mother of six children, including newborn twins ๐ถ๐ถ who need urgent care every single moment.
We are living through extremely difficult days filled with fear, hunger, and the lack of basic necessities ๐ฅบ๐
Sometimes my children go to sleep without enough food, and I stand helpless before their tears because I cannot provide milk, diapers, or medicine for them.
My newborn twins are still so fragile, and their tiny bodies need constant nutrition and care ๐ผ๐
But our situation has become far beyond my ability to handle, while my other children face hunger, cold, and fear every day.
For many days, we have not received any donations or help, and our situation keeps getting worse with every passing hour.
I try to stay strong for my children, but my heart breaks every night when I see them suffering and I have nothing to protect them with.
Every second now is precious โณ
Every act of kindness could be the reason my children survive ๐
I am not asking for the impossible โ only for a chance for my children to live safely, stay together, and have hope for another tomorrow.
Please, from the bottom of my heart, do not ignore our suffering ๐
Any small donation could help me buy milk, diapers, food, and medicine for my children.
I am Najah, living with my twin children in a tent. As the tanks approached the area where we are staying, my fear was no longer for myself, but for my two little children who need safety more than anything else. All I hope for is that this danger passes peacefully and that I can protect them from being displaced once again.
Please donate $25, $50, $100, or any amount you can give ๐คฒ
Every contribution, no matter how small, can make a real difference in my childrenโs lives.
And if you cannot donate, please share our story everywhere you can ๐ข
Your compassion may reach someone who can save my children before it is too late.
I beg you โ stop here, donate, share, and choose kindness before this silence becomes another tragedy for my family.
Thank you to everyone who listened to our pain ๐ธ
Your kindness today could give my children another chance at life and safety.
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From the heart of Gaza, we reach out to you with deep pain and a plea for helpโฆ amelia romain needs your support for Help Wedad's family in
Subject : collecting money for my father's emergency operation in his head
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I am raising funds to support my elderly parents who are currently living in extremely difficult conditionโฆ Mohammed H needs your support f
Urgent Appeal for My Fatherโs Life ๐
I am begging you from the bottom of my heart, please do not scroll past my fatherโs suffering.
My father was seriously injured in the head after a nearby bombardment. The injury is severe, and his condition is getting worse. Doctors have told us that he urgently needs surgery as soon as possible to prevent further deterioration and potentially save his life.
We are devastated and completely unable to afford the cost of the operation. The surgery costs $1,200. So far, we have managed to collect $386, but there is still $814 remaining, and we must raise it as quickly as possible before it is too late.
Every moment we wait puts my father at greater risk.
This appeal was originally posted on 30 May 2026, and we are still urgently continuing our effort to gather the remaining amount.
Please, I am pleading with you. If you can donate, no matter how small the amount, you could help save my fatherโs life. If you cannot donate, please share this appeal with others. Every share may reach someone who can help.
I cannot bear the thought of losing my father because we could not gather the money for his treatment in time. Watching him suffer while feeling helpless is a pain I cannot describe.
Please, help us give him a chance to survive and recover.
Israel has besieged Gaza for over 19 years, and food and medicine are scarce. However, after the October 7th war, Israel prevented everything from entering Gaza, and Gaza became completely besieged. Gaza is a giant prison controlled by the worst jailers in the world: the Nazi Zionists who kill, displace, and starve us without mercy.
My name is Obaida, and I am speaking on behalf of my family aโฆ Ubaida Aldahdouh needs your support for Help Save 8-Year-Old Mohamed and Our
My young son was injured in the war, and since that day our lives have completely changed. I see him in pain every day, while we suffer from a lack of treatment and medicine in Gaza, and I cannot provide him with what he needs to recover.
My heart breaks every time he looks at me asking for help, and all I wish for is that he gets a chance to receive treatment and return to the childhood that the war stole from him.
In Gaza, children go to sleep in fear and wake to the sounds of bombing. They have lost their homes and toys, and some have lost loved ones, but they still dream of safety and a simple life like any other child in the world. The children of Gaza don't need much; they just need the chance to live their childhood in peace.
I never imagined I would have to ask for help like this, but today I have no other choice.
My family is living in extremely difficult conditions. My children have become sick because of the poor shelter and harsh living conditions we are forced to endure every day. As a parent, it breaks my heart to watch them suffer while I am unable to provide what they need.
We are struggling to cover even our most basic necessities, and every day brings new challenges.
Any donation, no matter how small, can make a real difference for my family. If you cannot donate, please share our story with others.
Thank you for your kindness, support, and prayers. โค๏ธ๐
Please help my family through this difficult time.
My name is Mamdouh, and I'm trying to reach safety for myself and my family from this difficult situation. My children are clinging to life, living in extremely harsh conditions in a small tent after everything was destroyed. We had dreams, but unfortunately, everything was destroyed after my wife and I lost our jobs and became without income. My son, Muhammad, needs surgery, medication, and to travel abroad.
Please donate to help provide breakfast for my children and to cover the necessary medical treatment for my son Mohammed. Please don't abandon us in these difficult circumstances.
It's truly heartbreaking to see people who are able to help but ignore you. If you're browsing, please help me in any way you can. Donate or share; it would make a difference in the lives of my young children.๐
These aren't scenes from a movie; this is our life tonight. An apartment building is burning, a civilian car is reduced to ashes, and the sounds of explosions never cease. And I'm trying to shield my young children from fear and hunger amidst this inferno.
Please donate to this family if you have any means to at all, even if you can only afford to contribute a small amount it will still make an impact and is absolutely worth it, and be sure to reblog this post using tags so it can reach more people and donations can keep being made consistently!
I am Iman Rouqa from Gaza, a mother of three young children.๐ I live in a dilapidated tent after the war destroyed my life. It destroyed my home and my source of livelihood
, and I was injured by shrapnel. I went into a coma that lasted for two months,๐ญ during which I had blood clots and a heart attack, which led to severe weakness in the heart muscle. The doctors made a decision not to get pregnant at all๐..
But God willed that I later become pregnant again.
Now I need to take all the necessary medications,๐ including blood thinners, heart medications, vitamins, supplements, and pregnancy calcium.๐ I also need follow-up appointments with cardiologists and pregnancy specialists, and monthly echocardiograms.
I urgently need these medications and supplements. I'm only asking for what will save me and my baby from the clutches of illness, weakness, and frailty. May God grant you success and heal your sick๐. Any small donation could save me and protect my baby from any danger๐ฅบ.
You can verify my identity through ๐๏ธFrom my number (ID: 670) by @gazavetters
That number may seem small to some people, but for my family, it feels like an impossible mountain. We are painfully close to getting the medicines my parents urgently need, yet we are running out of time.๐
I am exhausted from watching my parents suffer and from feeling powerless to help them. Every day that passes without their medication fills me with fear. I keep wondering how much longer they can hold on while we struggle to raise this final amount.๐
The cruelest feeling in the world is knowing that the people you love are suffering while the solution is so close, yet still out of reach. We only need $360. Just $360 separates my parents from the treatment they desperately need. We are not asking for a miracle. If just 15 people donate $25, we can reach our goal today. Fifteen people could change everything for my family.๐๐
Since yesterday, not a single donation has come ,I keep refreshing the fundraiser, hoping to see even a small donation appear. Hoping someone will care. Hoping someone will understand that behind this number are two human beings who are in pain and a family terrified of losing them.๐
If you can help and choose not to, please know that this is not just another post for us. This is our parents' lives. This is our fear. This is our desperation. We are not asking for luxury, comfort, or anything extra-we are simply trying to keep the people we love alive.
Please, don't leave us alone in this moment. Help us reach the last $360 before another day passes that my parents cannot afford to lose.๐๐๐
My name is Hisham, a 26-year-old young man from Gaza. Like any young person, I dreamed of a simple job to achieve my goals and build my future step by step, but the war turned all our dreams into rubble. We were displaced many times, carrying our homes on our shoulders, leaving our memories under the debris.
My family now lives in a tent with no stable shelter, my sister Jana has no school, and I have no steady job. My brother Kamal carries the burden of the entire family, working every day to secure just enough food, while I search for any work, no matter how difficult or dangerous, just to survive.
My mother, the beautiful dream we once cherished, wished for a calm and happy life for us, but the war tore us apart and shattered our hopes. As for Jana, my innocent sister, she lost her school, her books, and even her sense of hope, yet she still writes her dreams on small pieces of paper, hiding them in her torn clothes so they wonโt get lost like everything else.
We are not asking for the impossible, only what keeps us alive with dignity and gives us a chance to rebuild our lives. Every donation, no matter how small, means so much to us. Your support will give us hope to keep going and try again. ๐โค๏ธ
A mother's plea: Help us survive and protect my child who was born in war.
My name is Sahar. Like any young woman, I dreamed of a stable and happy life. I was engaged to Mohammad, and together, we dreamed of building a warm little home where we could start our life. We spent years preparing our house, but just before our wedding, everything was destroyed in an instant by the war.
I was faced with a choice: to leave Mohammad in the midst of this chaos or to stand by him and begin our journey together, no matter how difficult it might be. I chose him. We got married, not in the dream wedding I had envisioned, but under the harsh reality of war. Our new home became a fragile tent, offering neither comfort nor security.
After we got married, I received the news that I was pregnant with my daughter, and I live in constant fear for my unborn child. I am terrified of the world she will be born intoโa world of poverty, hunger, and bitter cold. We have been displaced from our home more than nine times, carrying with us nothing but the burden of loss and the hope of survival. The house we dreamed of is now rubble, and the tent we live in barely protects us from the rain and cold.How will I protect my daughter? We struggle to find enough food. Basic necessities like milk, blankets, and clothing feel impossibly out of reach. The cost of survival has become unbearable. Every night, I am haunted by the thought: how can I bring her into this world, knowing I cannot keep her safe?
After a long pregnancy filled with pain and fear, after nights without sleep, I finally gave birth to my baby girl. She was born in the middle of bombing, surrounded by destruction and povertyโnot in a warm room, not in a safe place. Her first cry mixed with the sound of explosions, as if she was announcing her arrival into a cruel world she never chose.
I gave birth to her with nothing but my heart. I cannot promise her anything. Poverty surrounds us from every side, and the cold reaches her tiny body before night even comes. My baby and I are suffering deeply, not because we ask for much, but because I am unable to provide her with the most basic needs: milk, warmth, and safety.
When I look into her eyes, I feel strength. When I look at my empty hands, I break down in tears. I am a mother trying to save her child from hunger and fear, in a world that has shown no mercy even to the dreams of children.๐ข๐ฅน
To donate or support us, here is the link ๐๐
Help Sahar and Mohammed Build a Safe Home for Their Baby
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From the depths of my heart, thank you for your kindness and compassion๐ฅนโค๏ธ๐
๐"If pain could speak, it would sound like Farah."๐ โผ๏ธ๐ญ๐๐ปโผ๏ธ๐ญ๐๐ปโผ๏ธโ ๏ธFarah is not just crying... her whole body is crying out for help.
Doctors have warned that bacterial infection may reach the bones if urgent treatment is not started. We need 400 euros to secure the medicine and ointment you need now A little girl endures pain that many adults cannot bear๐ญโผ๏ธ๐ญโผ๏ธ๐ญโผ๏ธ
๐๐ปHelp Farah by donating or participating. Some children don't need a miracle, they just need someone to care about them๐๐ป๐๐ฅน
โ ๏ธVetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #451 )โ ๏ธ
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๐ Farahโs inflamed skin is getting worse, and support is still very limited. Donโt let her face this pain alone.๐๐ป๐ฅน๐๐ปWe still need 390 euros to complete her treatment and meet her medical needs ๐ญ
๐โ ๏ธ Your donation is not just moneyโit is hope, treatment, and relief from pain๐ฅน Keep scrolling, or help save a childโs future.๐ซ๐๐ป
๐ Thank you to every kind soul supporting Farah. You are her hope.
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