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Dewdrops and their moths, igneous and agate!
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Rebuilding What Was Erased – A Message from Abedmajed in Gaza
My name is Abedmajed, and I live in Gaza with what remains of my once large and loving family.
In a single missile strike, we lost over 25 members of our family. They were not just names. They were mothers, daughters, sons, grandparents — people we shared meals with, laughed with, and built dreams with.
The missile hit our family home — the heart of everything we knew.



Among those killed were: 🕊️ My mother 🕊️ My sister 🕊️ My older brother His wife and their three daughters 🕊️ My uncle, his wife, and all their sons and grandchildren
We were left with nothing but rubble and grief. Yet somehow, my brother and I survived. And now, we carry the responsibility of rebuilding what was taken — not just for ourselves, but for our father, our surviving siblings, and the memory of those we lost.
💔 Why We’re Fundraising
This campaign is not just about survival. It’s about rebuilding a future — A family home, a shared life, a place where our father can rest safely, Where the next generation of our family can grow up knowing peace instead of trauma.
💬 The funds raised will help us:
🏗️ Rebuild our family home — which was completely destroyed 🛠️ Provide basic support for our father and siblings 🏡 Create safe, livable conditions for a family shattered by loss
🔒 How the Funds Are Managed
Due to the collapse of Gaza’s financial system, all donations are processed through my brother, who has a U.S. registered Stripe account. Funds are securely transferred to Gaza and distributed in cash here on the ground. We are transparent and ready to provide proof of every step.
🌱 Why Your Support Matters
We are not asking for charity. We’re asking for a chance to stand again, To rebuild something we can pass on to the children who survived.
Vetted By @gazavetters No:537
Your support gives us the strength not just to remember the ones we lost — but to honor them by continuing.
💬 If you can’t donate, a reblog means the world. 🕊️ From Gaza, with hope and dignity — thank you.
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* December was my favorite time of the year
Dess holiday is a ghost that haunts this town, much like a crazy and smart old turtle haunts the desk of a descendant who feels they can't live up to his legacy. A dark world is not a place of its own, it is the real world viewed through the reflection of negative photons. An object planted sharp into the ground to mark a place where memories lie. The unbearable weight of what slithers beneath the surface contemplated for a moment in its wholly symbolic form. And thus no living being, monster or human, angel or paladin, could live up to the name of knight. Stripped from its meaning, stripped of the life that was lived here, fantasy to an unknowing onlooker, is no more symbol than rock on the forest soil. But a titan is not a living thing. Those unending days at school, those late nights watching TV on the floor past midnight, having fun on the computer, sitting at church because your family goes there, playing off limits because it's exhilarating to have a scare. As you stare into this formless foe, your heart beats faster yes, but offbeat from that of the friends you made not a week ago, them who do not share in your entangled history. Rip it out before it can burst, live on the edge just to play that song with your own hands. Rip the world in half just to ear her speak before your own two eyes. The north wind blew fiercely, against the light of your soul You couldn't find your hand, it still shines in the cold Can never stop your lips, no agency over truth Kneeling only to those, you promised with your heart Despite everything, you'll never forget They're with you in the dark Pick up a bit of wood, chipped from some stick that wielding made her look cool. A black knife is not a weapon, a toy so covered in dust, can only be a gravestone.
#deltarune spoilers#deltarune knight#deltarune theory#dess knight#thoughts#this is my 'i just watched a thing' tag now#deltarune#the roaring knight#december holiday
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i can't wait to be emotionally destroyed by this game
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The medium is the message
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Finally came around to watching spiderverse, can't believe capitalism subsumes all critique into itself, can't wait to pirate the next one in which the push of the aestheticised revolutionary avant-garde leads the marginalized hero to, through direct action, end the contemporary rise of fascism that strives to perpetuate and functionally renews the cycle of Power in its current disposition, while holding quiet hope that the message, inevitably ignored by popular consciousness (as it has been with literally every attempt at this by popular media), won't be needed by the time it hits theaters
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Did You Know? You can be understimulated and overstimulated at the same time.
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The aesthetic illegibility of one's belonging to either binary gendered classes is a special kind of existence within the non power gender in which agents of the binary are compelled to inflict corrective social pressures and violence on a subject, not with the goal to actually correct their abnormal features, but instead in an effort to confine their ability for safe public existence to a limited community or support system.
lots of talk about trans people who don't pass as their actual gender but very little discussion of those who don't pass as anything at all. i dont pass as a cis woman anymore, and i definitely don't pass as a cis man. most people cant even pin down what kind of tranny i am because my physical appearance could really go either way. i get weird looks no matter which bathroom i use. i get weird looks all the time in general. people dont like what they cant neatly compartmentalize and put in a box.
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Look, I don’t know what kind of posts to make that will actually reach people here. I’ve tried everything. Long posts, short posts, polls, you name it, and very few are getting more than twenty notes each.
My friend Othman hasn’t received a donation for two days now. He has only raised €1,000 in the 9 months he’s been campaigning. I don’t know how much longer he can keep this up when he’s running on no food and no sleep. He is currently living in a tent, in Gaza, surrounded by bombings, and if the bombs don’t kill him, the starvation will. There is literally no time left at this point, and he cannot wait months and months for his goal to be reached.
So please, if you see this post, please reblog it. I don’t know what else I’m supposed to do. Every time I tag a post with “palestine” it gets absolutely no reach, and I know tumblr is doing this deliberatly. But I have no choice, because I can’t tag unrelated things without being reported for spam. It is fucking impossible to fundraise here, but there’s no other option because every other social media site shuts down Palestinian campaigns immediately. Reblogging is the only way these posts can gain any traction on here.
His current goal is €30k and he’s so far reached €1,090. If you’re able to donate, please do, and if you’re able to spare some extra change, you can also pay him directly via PayPal so that he doesn’t have to take away from his evacuation funds to afford food and water.
His campaign has been vetted by @gazavetters (#567 on their list) and I talk to him every single day. He’s a good friend of mine and I want him to escape and finally live the life he deserves to live.
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"I’m familiar with the soft beauty of rotten streets as seen from a reasonable height"
reblog with a spoiler for your wip with zero context. no context allowed.
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Oh that's right there haven't been any kill the moon charadesigns posted on here Gaze upon my gays
in image order: meet the resident nonverbal bird, it/its who never takes the mask off, discusses anarchist theory for fun in her free time from doing the anarchist praxis, mentally ill transfem main character of the timeloop end of the world game, quirked up transmasc with justifiable anger issues, don't worry about him he's doing fine, truck freak with no self preservation, and intersex they/them lesbian who only works from their own OS and does canonically hack the privately owned manhattan project stand-in no I won't explain the plot of this game like what even is a kill the moon
#kill the moon#art#doodle#game dev#concept art#my art#character design#original character#my ocs#oc art#furry#furry art#furry oc#sfw furry
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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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Down summer's streets
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Stop help me 🙏😭
This is the last of the flour left and we have no flour. Please help me and my sisters 😭😭




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