His name is Dingus and he was forced to eat rocks as a kid (He currently has 3 holes in him since my mother refuses to teach me to sew)
I wanna try to do a thing, if you have Exuvia/Chonkli/Dragonli plushie reblog with a pic pls!! I wanna see all the cute fluffy plushie lizards!!! <3
This is Dijun <3
This act would make constitutional amendments to ensure that even sitting presidents are held liable for their actions. That NOBODY is above the law.
Their goal is 150k messages sent and at the time of writing this they're about 2.1k off from that goal!
ACLU gives you a prefilled message that you can edit to send to make the process easier, and will send it out for you.
This only takes a few minutes!
Reblog to spread the word!
Got this from one of my past posts!
At cons, in front of cafes, in parks, on the beach, anywhere!
Here's the idea...
If you can, you can:
Post signs all over showing Vivziepop's behavior or the slogans "SAVE SPINDLEHORSE NOW!" or "CANCEL HELLUVA BOSS NOW!"
-and most of all, spread the message that we've had ENOUGH of Vivienne's horrible behavior and abuse, we've had enough of her toxicity and abusing her studio, we've had enough!
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I lost most of my family. I'm afraid to lose my son too 🥺 .
I need your help please donate and share, evry contribution, no matter how small, brings us hope in these dark times.
Mohammed deserves to live a happy and healthy life, just like every other child on this earth.
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✅️My campaign is vetted by el-shab-hussein& Nabulsi's, my number verified on the list is ( #355)✅️ 👇
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Mohamad has endured immense loss and is now burdened with debt while trying to protect his sister and her five children. He desperately needs our help to secure their safety and give them a fresh start.
We’ve reached 18% of our goal (€3,509/€20,000), but there’s still a long way to go. Every euro makes a difference. Every share spreads hope.
This isn’t about names, backgrounds, or beliefs. It’s about humanity.
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🌿 My Name is Rola, and This is My Story 🌿
I never thought I would be writing this. I never thought I would be begging for help just to keep my children warm, just to feed them one more meal. But here I am, reaching out to you, because I have no other choice.
My name is Rola. I am a mother of two beautiful children, and before October 7th, we had a life filled with love and laughter. We had a home. My children had their own room, filled with their toys and drawings. We would sit together on our balcony, drinking coffee in the early morning light. We had dreams, just like any other family.
But in an instant, it was all gone.
A missile struck. The earth shook beneath us. The air filled with dust and fire. My husband and son ran, stumbling over each other in terror. I stood frozen, the ringing in my ears drowning out my own screams. Our home was shattered—windows blown out, doors ripped from their hinges. And when I looked outside, our neighbor’s house, a place that once echoed with children's laughter, was nothing but rubble and ash.
That was just the beginning.
The bombs never stopped. Every night, I held my children close as the sky rained fire. The sound of explosions mixed with the cries of mothers searching for their babies in the darkness. I covered my children, whispering words of comfort, but how do you comfort a child who is terrified of dying in their sleep?
We had to leave. We walked away from everything—our home, our memories, the warmth of our life before. My children left behind their favorite toys, their books, their safe space. Now, we have nothing.
No home.
No food.
No clean water.
No way out.
I went to buy sugar the other day. It cost $20 for just a kilo. Food is disappearing, and the little that remains is impossible to afford. Every day, I fight to find just enough to keep my children alive.
I am exhausted. I am scared. I need your help.
I never imagined I would have to beg for my family’s survival. But today, I am.
Please, if you are reading this, help us. Help me save my children. Help us find shelter, food, a way to rebuild even a small piece of the life we lost. If we ever have the chance to leave, we need support. If we are forced to stay, we need a home again.
Every donation matters. Every share helps. Every voice that speaks for us keeps hope alive.
💚 Please donate if you can. Share our story. Help us survive. 💚
My name is Osama Abdel Salam Al-Qarnawi, I am from Gaza, an area that was devastated by the recent war. Amidst the ruins of our home, along with my brothers Hussam and Abu Abdel Salam, I feel the need to share our plight.
Our once thriving community has been reduced to rubble, with most homes, including ours, reduced to rubble. Among the rubble are people from my family who have been lost, as well as our food shop, which was our livelihood.
My family and I are struggling with the aftermath, and looking for support to rebuild our shattered lives.
We are appealing to compassionate individuals and organizations around the world to help. Your contributions will help us not only restore our homes but also restore our livelihoods, which includes rebuilding our grocery store.
The funds raised will be carefully allocated to rebuilding our home and restoring the store to operational capacity. We pledge transparency in our endeavors, ensuring that every donation is directed towards the intended purpose.
Please help us to help those in need, and save my family from this devastating war, including ourselves and others affected by this devastating conflict.
Your support will not only help us restore our livelihoods, but will also help revive hope and resilience in children and the ability to endure in our war-torn community. We humbly appeal for your generosity to help us rebuild our lives from the ashes of destruction. 😭😭😢 🇵🇸🙏
https://gofund.me/1c32342f
Hi 🫡👋😢😢need your help to support my campaign which has been progressing slowly over the past three months. Unfortunately, I have not received any responses so far, and I am facing difficulties in achieving my goal. Even a small donation from you would make a significant difference in securing the well-being of 💔💔my family and ensuring our peaceful and free existence. Thank you for your attention and support 💌💌during this critical time
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i really hate to ask for help cuz like, it makes me feel vulnerable, but like, I need help with affording food to feed myself and sister, and stuff to make my life more livable like new clothes and toiletries.
not getting into it.in detail but I live in a pretty abusive household that gets harder to leave by the second and it does take a massive toll on my mental and physical health.
if you wanna support me, (disabled black trans guy) my link is here. if not that's ok too! I'm very glad people on Tumblr have been kind enough to offer patronage even if I seem kinda crazy. i think my mental health will improve once I find an opening to leave.
thank you, have a good day everyone!
- Salem
Hello, My name is Mosab, and I live in Gaza with my family. Life here has become harder than I ever imagined, and I’m writing this with hope in my heart that you might hear our story.
The ongoing war has devastated my family. We’ve lost 25 family members—each one a beloved part of our lives, taken too soon. I miss them deeply—their laughter, their presence, their love. Every day is a reminder of this unimaginable loss.
We are now facing daily challenges to survive—things that most people take for granted, like food, clean water, and a safe place to sleep. The harsh realities of life here have replaced our dreams with the constant fight for survival.
💔 Lost Stability: The war has left us without work or a stable source of income.
📚 Dreams on Hold: Like so many here, my family’s dreams have been replaced by the need to simply survive.
😢 Unimaginable Loss: Losing 25 loved ones has left a void that can never be filled.
I’m sharing our story with the hope that someone out there might care. Even $10 can make a big difference for us, and if you’re unable to donate, just reblogging this post can help spread the word.
Your kindness, no matter how small, is something we’ll never forget.
Your support is not about changing our entire situation—it’s about giving us a little relief, a little hope, and a way to keep going. We are not asking for much, and we understand if you can’t donate. Sharing our story is just as valuable to us as a donation.
Thank you for reading this far. It means the world to us to know that someone is listening. Your kindness gives us strength and helps us believe in a better tomorrow.
With all our gratitude,
Mosab and Family ❤️