me when someone who has been nice to me every single time we've interacted is nice to me:
omg... you dont hate me?....
lots of tension in the office today
closeups under cut
love the idea of troy going up to jeff and asking for advice because he thinks he might be in love with abed and jeff obviously is like of COURSE you are for fucks sake just get together do you really think abed DOESNT like you
and troy goes oh no i know he does. we know we’re in love with each other but its too easy to just get together we want our romance movie moment where we pine and then our friends tell us to get over ourselves first
jeff just sighs and says of course and then starts giving him advice
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.
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.
another commission for @interropunct that felt too indulgent to possibly feel real. thank you!
so on the unfortunate and very likely chance the community movie gets cancelled I've decided I'll just write my own version bc I have no life. Since that means I could just do what I want here's what I would include:
• cannon trobed
• Annie gets therapy (shes quite bad at it)
•takes place shortly after troy gets back, every meets up to reunite and when they're sharing stories and reminiscing Annie convinced them to go back for old times sake
• troy fully convinced pierce is haunting him at greendale and throughout the movie everyone else goes from denying to slowly begging to believe it too and it turns out Annie's boobs was doing it
° bonus scene where they walk into a room and find a ouji board and the door closes, Jeff starts freaking out trying to deny he's starting to believe and he runs out to find who was responsible and just finds someone smoking weed in the storage closet
•abed become a famous director ofc bc he's my favorite
•britta started doing more disability advocacy but she starts talking about it to the group and is infantilizing disabled people without realizing so jeff points it out and that starts a little argument and then Annie is like "why don't we ask abed then" and he starts mentally destroying them with his psychoanalysis
Anyways if anyone's got suggestions feel free to add them
headcanon that ever since research days jon and sasha have had a running gag to quote memes when only tim’s around because they’re confident that no one will ever believe him
👏 HEAD. 👏 BONKING. 👏 IS. 👏 A. 👏 FORM. 👏 OF.👏 AFFECTION!!!!This especially goes for fictional characters. Like I don't care the dynamic, be it parent and child, siblings, friends, lovers, enemies/work partners with just a little too much affection towards one another, god and believer, Hunter and prey, friends turned rivals, estranged childhood friends, sun and moon, bleach and rubbing alcohol, grumpy and sunshine, trauma bonded, star-crossed lovers, something indescribable that transcends any worthless labels, your getting bonked.
To make binder break days slightly less uncomfortable I like to find some baggy clothes and try to put together outfits of random different weirdly specific aesthetics. Today we got mid-19th century University student who's assistant to the unsettling researcher and is from a moderately wealthy family that shunned him for being trans so now he has to try his best to pass without anyone figuring out who he is while pretending not to notice the way the son of his father's business rival looks at him when he thinks no one's paying attention
Imagine dark age soukoku. Dazai finding out chuuya is scared of the supernatural bc, with all he's been through and all he's seen, who knows what could be out there?
Imagine dazai sneaking into his apartment and leaving random little things in plain sight. Strange clothing, drinking glasses, gauze, etc. and watching in amusement as chuuya startles easier and keeps his guard up for days after, only for another item to appear as soon as he settles and it's just so entertaining he can't help but keep going without telling him
Now imagine that, when dazai leaves the mafia, he can't help but leave chuuya one last thing, and so he buys the most expensive, unnecessarily fancy wine he can find that chuuyas been oggling at for months.
Imagine that, the night dazai leaves, chuuya comes home after having just lost his partner and car, and he finds the exact bottle of wine he's been looking for forever sitting on his counter and, as he pours himself a glass, he can't help but feel something inside him finally break.
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