Hi! I'm Just Curious; Who's That Little Friend Wearing The Cream-coloured Blazer In The Second Photo?

Please read this, guys. In times of such conflict and uncertainty all around the world, solidarity is our greatest asset.

What Strength Really Means 💪

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Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.

I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.

Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔

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Help Abdelmajed Escape Gaza and Rebuild His Life

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

I hope you and your daughter find somewhere peaceful and safe to live soon, @sajagz! 💖

🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

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I Am Saja – A Mother Holding On Through the Return of War

My name is Saja. I am a wife, a mother to a precious 8-month-old girl, and I am writing this in a moment that I wish I didn’t have to live t

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude

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By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you dinosaur and dinosaur.

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I don't know who needs to hear this right now, but you're amazing. Just in general. No specific reason, just by being you. And that's a fact. 👍

can we stop living through major historical events

i'm kinda sick of it

i wanna skip to the beach episode

Hello, my name is Mahmoud.. from Gaza.. I want you to donate and help my sons and wife because of their injuries from the war.. We need treatment and to get out of Gaza.. We are living in very tragic circumstances and I want your help... 🇵🇸🍉💔😓

I'm very sorry, but I'm physically unable to donate. I would 100% donate if I could, though!

Oh god... You know what the saddest part of this comic is? On the original P1 & P2 Tamagotchis (which is what I assume this one is), you can only get that specific adult Tamagotchi evolution, that one in the comic being Mametchi (まめ属), with no less than TWO care mistakes (missing a call for food, don't cure when sick, etc). THIS MEANS that Aziraphale actually cared really well for it up until the time he left, likely meant by the artist to reflect how much he cared for Crowley too.

Also, on a lighter note; OP, did you know that there are angel and demon Tamagotchis? The angel one is called Tamagotchi Angel and the demon one is called Devilgotchi! They look like this:

I can draw some Good Omens versions for you, if you like! Sorry for the long-ish info dump in this reblog, I've just been obsessed with Tamagotchi recently because I found my old one when I was sorting out some storage boxes in my room and I started raising a Tamagotchi on it again!

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Please, please, look at my donation campaign and help me. I have newborn children and my son Ahmed needs treatment. He is a heart patient and suffers from two holes in the heart. He needs help and treatment. We do not have money and we are stuck in Egypt because of the Gaza war. My wife and I lost my jobs and there is no source of income. I would like you to help. To care for my children and provide the necessary treatment for my child Ahmed, please donate even a little thing to save my child’s life

Sorry! I can't donate. I wish I could! I hope you get the donations you need.

Sooo I basically speedrunned one of the games that was on the gamecard that was in my previous post and here's the info I wrote down for it! The game in question is called 'Doctor Who: The Lonely Assassins', and can be played on either Nintendo Switch (the device I played it on) or a mobile device. Please note that I have not 100% completed the game and I will post another picture or two of this journal when I do get around to 100% completion of the game. Also, please ignore that part in the bottom right about the video depicting "Rosa Parks". I didn't realise the video was actually of Natasha until later when I was able to see the full video and I forgot to change it. Hopefully this post helps anyone that is also playing the game and has gotten stuck or anyone who wants some extra hints for late-game stuff!

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