How I Look Begging My Sister (fate Herself) To Give My Human Friend ∞ Money

Ok so I finally drew how I perceive myself as an alterhuman and otherkin

how do I explain that I don't exactly have a name but only what other people made up for me

Idk who needs to hear this but it's not misogynistic to call out women who treat queer men as sexual objects. That is the meaning of the word, and why fujoshi means "rotten girl". They're basically an even worse version of girls who want a "gay best friend" as an accessory, and the female version of men who want to see girls in the bar make out because it's "hot". Anyone who tells you otherwise is not only blatantly lying to you, but dangerously homophobic and should be avoided at all costs.

Also, as a trans man who has been in plenty of fujoshi spaces in the past, they are infinitely more transphobic than people who use the term correctly (as in not using it on gay trans men living their lives, but actual fetishizers). But what the fuck would my cuntboy ass know am I right.

Anyone wanna do an experiment with me? I mean, I'm a godkin, so I could potentially try to get you stuff you want. Send me an ask, and you can look into the things I could potentially do in my other post, I posted what I'm a god of. I'm just curious if it'd work. Just keep it small as it's my first tries

let's hear it for the nonbinary folks who:

don't present androgynously

use "binary" pronouns in any capacity

identify partially with a binary gender

have a "gendered" name

don't experience body dysmorphia

don't experience gender dysphoria

DO experience gender dysphoria/body dysmorphia but aren't sure what gender or body would suit them

just experience body/gender apathy instead

can't be open about their gender identity yet

you're all absolutely valid.

don't ever feel like you're "not nonbinary enough" because you absolutely are! 💖

Enough Tumblr for today tbh, have a very nice night or day guysss

My Journey to Escape the War in Gaza

My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.

The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.

Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.

I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.

Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.

I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.

Chuffed

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

Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.

Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.

Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.

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