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friends are probably tired of me launching into their DMs at ungodly hours of the morning with Suddenly Pressing Questions so I come to bother YOU 🌈

[pick the one most relevant to your overall fandom preference, I guess!]

nuance in your tags or w/e I guess? idk let me nom on your brains.

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NOOOO THE SIX ORGASMS PERIOD HACK GOT REBLOGS DISABLED JUST AS I TRIED TO REBLOG IT whatever. I'm trying that next period.

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I had a bad day and decided to take it out on touya 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

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𓂃 𓈒𓏸 My Hero Academia - Summer Pool Cleaning Fair [PROMO + SAMPLE ART] 𓏸𓈒 𓂃

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crying rn i miss when i first started watching MHA when i was 14 💔 AND NOW I MISS MY SHOTO LIKE SOME LOVESICK YEARNER I HATE THIS AAAAAAAAA JUST LOOK AT HIM LOOK AT BABY SHOTO AWWW MY LITTLE MUNCHKIN

man's been perfectly sculpted like a goddamn greek god. look at those gorgeous eyes holy shit how r u so beautiful im genuinely gonna enter my villain arc

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Volume 26 extra - by Akiyama Yoko

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⸝⸝ ꒰ Hero Plaza Art - 2024 Twilight Shoto Todoroki ⛅️ ⁞ ˎˊ˗

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got new brushes with a fun texture and immediately had to todomina about it ✨️🫶

inspo under the cut

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My @tododekubigbang piece for @samurithecat and their fic “Wishing Stars Fall”!

Companion Piece

Rated: G Tags:  Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Jirou Kyouka/Yaoyorozu Momo, Rewrite of Wish (Movie 2023), Prince Todoroki Shouto, One-Sided Toga Himiko/Uraraka Ochako, Bakugou katsuki complains about politics, One for All users are stars, Midoriya Izuku is a Ray of Sunshine, Star Midoriya Izuku

During his coming of age ceremony, the castle is attacked and Prince Shoto runs from home. Finding himself alone in a clearing with a view of the stars, Shoto remembers the stories his mother used to tell him about how stars guide people to their true wish. Making that request out loud brings a Wishing Star known as Izuku to crash down in front of him. With a literal ball of sunshine looking to grant his wish, a little traveling through the countryside, and a dark warlock on their tail, Shoto just may know the true wish of his heart. But can that wish be granted with his growing love for the star that fell into his life?

I really liked painting Todoroki in this piece. Be sure to check out the fic! – Do not repost.

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My @tododekubigbang piece for @samurithecat and their fic “Wishing Stars Fall”! Companion Piece

Rated: G Tags:  Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Jirou Kyouka/Yaoyorozu Momo, Rewrite of Wish (Movie 2023), Prince Todoroki Shouto, One-Sided Toga Himiko/Uraraka Ochako, Bakugou katsuki complains about politics, One for All users are stars, Midoriya Izuku is a Ray of Sunshine, Star Midoriya Izuku

During his coming of age ceremony, the castle is attacked and Prince Shoto runs from home. Finding himself alone in a clearing with a view of the stars, Shoto remembers the stories his mother used to tell him about how stars guide people to their true wish. Making that request out loud brings a Wishing Star known as Izuku to crash down in front of him. With a literal ball of sunshine looking to grant his wish, a little traveling through the countryside, and a dark warlock on their tail, Shoto just may know the true wish of his heart. But can that wish be granted with his growing love for the star that fell into his life?

I really liked the idea of star-boy Izuku, so I think you guys are really going to like this fic! -- Do not repost.

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\\ Hero Plaza Art - 2023 Hero's Rest Shoto Todoroki 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

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Shizutetsu Train x My Hero Academia Collab Art 2025 Chibi's 🚞 ₊˚⊹

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Princess Tutu and Corresponding Ballets Revisited- Episode 25

The Dying Swan - The Dying Swan

Reasons for inclusion

Episode’s Title

The most popular solo ballet in the world. Every prima ballerina dreams of performing it.

Rue dances this ballet while inside the raven 

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Family from Palestine- Gaza 🇵🇸❤️

Before you donate, please take a moment to read our story we really need u. 💔😔

This link is where you can help support our family, and reading our journey will show you exactly how your contribution can make a real difference.👇🙏

Hello, my name is Anas, and I am from Gaza and this is Our Story from Gaza: Before and After 💔

Before the war, my family and I lived in the Shuja'iyya neighborhood of Gaza City. Our life was simple but full of meaning. I lived with my parents, my brother, and my sister in a home filled with love and laughter.

Every morning, my father and mother would wake up early to go to work, while my sister prepared for school. We had our normal daily routines, shared meals together, celebrated birthdays, and dreamed of the future.

It wasn’t a rich life, but it was ours. We had our house, a small piece of farmland, good neighbors, and beautiful land around us that gave us a sense of peace and belonging. My mother, father, and sister were always part of this daily rhythm, making our life feel ordinary yet full of warmth and stability.

Every Thursday, our whole family would gather at my grandmother’s house laughter, stories, and meals together. That special time brought us closer and filled our hearts with joy. Now, all of that is gone.

Our home between before and after 🥺💔

The Day Everything Changed 

 During the first week of the war, the bombing forced us to leave our home. We thought it would be temporary, but then came the news that broke us: our home was completely destroyed. Flattened to the ground. Everything we worked for and saved, every memory, gone in a moment.Since then, we have been displaced multiple times from Shuja'iyya to Rimal, then Al-Zawada, and finally Rafah. Each time we carried less with us. We’ve slept on floors, in schools, and even tents. Nights are freezing, days are unbearably hot. There is no clean water, no electricity, no toilets. We wait hours just for bread. We lost not only our home but also our jobs, our stability, and our sense of safety. Right now, our only dream is to survive tomorrow.

Why I Am Asking for Your Help

I am starting this campaign to support my family because the war destroyed everything we had our home, our land, our routines, and our sense of safety. Your help will allow us to rebuild our lives step by step.

and we are raising $20,000 to help my family survive and rebuild after the war. This amount will allow us to:

1-Rebuilding our home and farmland: Our house was completely destroyed, along with our small piece of farmland. These were not just buildings or land they were the heart of our daily life, where we felt safe and connected to our surroundings. We need help to repair and rebuild a stable home and restore the land that provided us with peace and sustenance. 2-Restoring our daily life and happiness: Before the war, we had routines and small joys  working in the fields, sharing meals, celebrating birthdays, and seeing our neighbors regularly. Every Thursday, our family gathered at my grandmother’s house. Those ordinary days brought us happiness and a sense of belonging. We want to bring back some of that normal life. 3-Support for work and livelihoods: The war took away our jobs and sources of income. My parents, who used to work hard to provide for the family, can no longer earn a living safely. Donations will help us cover essential expenses and start rebuilding work opportunities so we can support ourselves again. 4-Food, clean water, and urgent health needs: Life now is a struggle for basic necessities. Your donation helps us access proper food, clean water, and medicine for urgent health needs. Your support, no matter the amount, is not just money it’s hope, dignity, and a chance for a family who lost everything to start over. Every contribution helps us recover a little of the life we loved and the memories that made it special.

As of today, April 15, 2025, the latest satellite images of our home show that it has been completely destroyed

From My Heart ❤️

To everyone who supported us before, and to anyone reading this now  thank you 🙏. I know the world is full of struggles, and I don’t take your kindness for granted.

Please, if you can, donate again through this new link or share it with others. Every bit of help means so much to me and my family. 💔🙏

Even $20 will make a big difference and save us!

IMPORTANT: This campaign is real and verified. You can see all updates and amounts raised directly on the link.

You can check here so you can donate with confidence👉verified ✅

If you came from the tags , I want to reassure you, don’t worry, because @gaza-evacuation-funds helps me to make the post reach the largest number of people

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Some of you may already know me from my previous fundraiser on GoFundMe. I want to explain honestly what happened: I closed that campaign myself because receiving the money there was very difficult. Their strict policies only allowed transfers in one currency (USD), which made it hard for many people who wanted to support us in other currencies. Some donations could not even reach us, and part of the money had to be returned to the donors.

That’s why I decided to move my campaign here to chuffed.org. This platform is much better for our situation because it allows people to donate in different currencies (USD, EUR, and more). This way, support can truly reach us without these problems.

Thanks to your support, we have collected $22,236! 🙌

We have returned $2,300, and the remaining funds from our previous campaign are approximately $20,000.

With your help, we are now focusing on achieving our next goals:

Our Goals:

Goal 1: 1,000$

Goal 2: 5,000$

Goal 3: 10,000$

Goal 4: 15,000$

Goal 5: 20,000$

Now you can donate any currency you want🙏🙏

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From Under the Rubble... I Write My Story 🌿

I never thought I would write these words… 😔

I never imagined waking up to endless screams,

Running barefoot through smoke and fire,

Searching for my mother among the rubble,

Only to find nothing but silence… a heavy silence telling me that no one will answer me anymore. 💔

In one moment, everything changed.

Our home became a memory, my mother’s embrace became the past,

And my father's face, now absent, is the last thing I hold in my memory.

They’re gone… and left my heart burdened with unspoken grief. 😢

But despite everything, we are still here… trying.

I survived with my younger siblings.

Yes, we survived… but who are we after survival?

Children without warmth, without a roof, with no place to return to.

We were displaced to an unknown place, carrying a bag empty of everything… except pain. 🥀

We slept in the open, waking every morning to a life that holds nothing for us,

But despite everything… we keep trying. 💪

I write to you today not to cry, but to ask for hope. 🌱

I ask you to be a small light in this vast darkness,

To extend a hand that can mend what the war has broken in us.

Your donation will give my siblings a chance to sleep safely,

It will provide us with food, shelter, and maybe even a new beginning. 💖

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #586 )✅️

Any amount, no matter how small, is big for us

It’s a prayer, it’s love, it’s life. 🌟

In conclusion...

From my heart, and from the hearts of my little siblings,

Thank you to everyone who has donated,

Thank you to everyone who has read,

Thank you to everyone who has shared.

You are the proof that goodness does not die, and that humanity has no boundaries. 💚

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🌸 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.

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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:

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