[miku voice] wtf is a kilometer ?! 🦅🦅🦅
Hopping on the international Miku trend w my Aaliyah-inspired Black Miku
One of the greatest things about the writing community is how I’m not alone in writing a wip I keep telling myself I’ll start.
Very important to remember, it gets quite hard sometimes
dear skin-pickers, nail-biters, people with dermatillomania/trichotillomania, people with any kind of skin condition or BFRB:
you are not dirty. you are not gross, disgusting, or unclean for it. you are not less worthy of appreciation or affection. you are not less beautiful. you are not weird or disturbing for it. you deserve every bit of love there is to give. i see you, i know you, i understand how hard it is to stop. everybody who has, i'm so proud of you. everybody who can't, i'm on your side, and you will get there someday. every single one of you deserves all the love in the world and i am sending as much of it as i can to you now <3
Hello, this video was filmed by my wife at the beginning of the second day of the war. My wife and four children were alone. At home, two days later, the house was bombed. But my wife and children were heading to the city of Rafah to escape from the north. This is how my children live in Gaza. Please stand by me.
Because I feel like kids of color don’t hear it enough: domestic abuse is not a part of your culture.
A lot of us were raised with the idea that “its normal for wives/children to get hit! it helps them learn– only white folk don’t get beaten when they misbehave”. That’s not true, white people aren’t the only ones who deserve a safe and abuse free environment. Black and brown people can and do have loving families.
If you’re in a situation where you are enduring abuse and people use your culture to justify it, I want you to know that what they’re telling you are lies.
Shadows of London (Time Princess)
(uploading my old work to tumblr to catch up with my other socials) Originally finished on 8/14/2024, right before SoL2 dropped lol
right now, a hotel in kyoto, japan is mass rated falsely 1 star reviews by israeli people because the hotel refuses to serve idf soldiers.
this is the message the soldier had recieved:
if anyone is willing to help report the false reviews, it would help this hotel greatly. i think they deserve help with that for being ethical.
reblogs would be appreciated.
this was posted in an israeli group, so no non israelis know about it yet
#important #urgent
Save my orphan children
I am Inas, a mother of two young children: Muhammad, 7 years old, and Hala, 5 years old. They should have been living their childhood like all children—safe and warm in the embrace of their father. But the war has stolen that dream from us😭😭😭
Six months ago, my husband Anas, a kind-hearted man who endured a life of poverty, was killed by a random shell while on his way to work as a taxi driver. Since that tragic day, I’ve been left to carry the unbearable weight of life alone.
I held a diploma in international secretarial studies and was about to start a job to help support my family. But the war shattered not only our home but also my hopes and dreams. We’ve been displaced six times and now live in a tent that offers no shelter from the bitter cold or the ever-looming fear.
My young children face relentless hunger that weakens their fragile bodies and a cold that knows no mercy for their small hearts. Each day, their cries for warmth and food grow louder, and each day, I feel more helpless to provide them with even the basics of life💔😭😭
I appeal to your humanity, to your compassion. We need your help to survive, to find a safe shelter, and to feed my children. Your generosity could be the reason Muhammad and Hala continue to live and find hope amidst this darkness🥹
Please, help me keep the light of these innocent children from being extinguished by this cruel world
Peace be upon the daughter who helped her parents grow up. Accepted their cold shoulder, excused their anger, pardoned their mistakes, taught them how to be human. Peace be upon the sister who paid the price of rebellion. Screaming to her fullest, shaking like a leaf but standing tall, never letting the dictatorship go without a fight, paving the path for her siblings to breathe easier. Peace be upon the first child of an immigrant father. Aching to find their own purpose in life, firm in their own beliefs, contradicting generations and generations of cultural values. Peace be upon the girl who shouldered her mother's trauma. Swindled it into her own, morphed herself into an image of the womb she once resided in, immersed herself into troubles that weren't even hers, covered up scars that she couldn't even recognize. Peace be upon the woman who forgot who she was. So determined to be the savior of everyone, to fix her family, to nurture and love everyone around her. So deeply lost that she forgot she's just as worthy of love. Peace be upon you.
#hope