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when i do not know what to draw i go back to old reliable (yukari yakumo) without fail

there is a very small drawing of her in my frame shop cheering us all on now

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having such an obvious favorite character trope is life ruining bro

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Alright buckle up it's a Ghost Terumi post

Since nobody else draws my poor little booboo here are some I didn't post before + a brand new one too yay

(7 abril 2022)

(24 julho 2023)

And today's one:

Because I love him okay

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🕊️ Nadin’s Hope: A Mother, A Memory, A Future

Hello, my name is Nadin I’m from Gaza. I’m a graphic design graduate. I’m a wife. And now — I’m a mother.

I finished my design studies just before the war began. I had dreams of starting a small design studio, of making art that told stories. I used to think about colors, fonts, sketches. I used to think about the future.

Then the war came. And the future became something we tried to hold onto, moment by moment.

On October 22, 2023, I was pregnant when a missile destroyed my husband’s family home. 25 members of our family were killed — his mother, his siblings, his nieces and nephews, children. Entire branches of a family tree gone in seconds.

We were displaced twice after that. Everything we had disappeared — home, safety, routine, rest.

A few weeks later, I gave birth to our daughter. There was no crib. No stillness. No celebration.

But she came into the world quietly and beautifully. And in her eyes, I saw something I hadn’t felt in weeks: life that still wanted to grow.

Now, I spend my days holding her and trying to build a world around her that doesn’t shake with explosions.

We don’t know what comes next. There is no clear path. We are walking toward the unknown, step by step — with our daughter in our arms and hope as our guide.

🧡 How You Can Help

This is why I’m asking for support. Not for comfort — but for survival. To help care for one baby girl who entered the world after everything else collapsed.

If you can spare anything, it will help us:

Cover basic needs, so we can breathe and heal

Support a path toward even the smallest stability in a place that has none

My husband manages the donations securely through a U.S.-registered Stripe account. Everything is converted to USDT and exchanged here in Gaza. The rates are difficult — $100 becomes only 245 shekels — but we use every shekel carefully, with full transparency and documentation.

🎨 Sharing a Piece of Me

I want to share more than my need. Over the next few weeks, I’ll begin posting some of my graphic designs from before the war. They are pieces of who I was — and who I still am.

They may not be perfect, but they hold something real: my story before the silence, and my belief that beauty can still live alongside survival.

If you’ve made it this far, thank you. If you can give — thank you. And if you can’t, just sharing this post is a form of support I will never forget.

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A New Beginning – From Mosab in Gaza

My name is Mosab, and I’m writing this with honesty and humility.

I live in Gaza, where war has taken nearly everything from me — my home, my safety, and 25 members of my family, including my beloved mother, siblings, and their children. I’ve been displaced multiple times. Every day here is a struggle to survive.

In the face of this, I turned to the internet — not because I wanted to beg, but because I truly had no other way.

🧭 What Happened

A few months ago, a friend helped me create a GoFundMe campaign: 🔗 https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-me-saving-whos-left-of-my-family

Unfortunately, I could not continue working with the person who set it up. As a result, it was closed — and I had to start over again, this time on Chuffed, where I could manage everything myself.

I am the same person behind both campaigns — same story, same face, same truth. I only changed platforms to regain control and transparency.

💔 Why I Created Multiple Campaigns

I didn’t just make one campaign. I also helped create campaigns for my loved ones:

My wife Nadin, who’s caring for our 11-month-old daughter in these terrible conditions

My brother Abedmajed, and his wife Saja

My nephew Naser lost his mother (my sister) and his sister in a missile strike that hit our family home. That same strike also killed:

My mother

My other sister

My older brother, his wife and their daughters - all gone

My uncle, his wife, their sons, and grandchildren — all erased as well

That home was the heart of our family. And in one moment, it was gone — along with so many people I loved.

Naser, still a teenager, now takes care of his three younger brothers alone. His life — like mine — was shattered in an instant.

We are all in Gaza. We are all real. And we are all trying to rise, together.

⚠️ My Mistake

At the beginning, I made a big mistake.

I was so desperate to get our stories seen that I created multiple Tumblr accounts to send messages and reach more people. I didn’t understand that this would upset users or lead to the campaigns being flagged as spam.

I see now how that felt for others. And I am deeply sorry.

I never meant to deceive or annoy anyone. I was simply trying to survive — and to help my family survive. But I know now that good intentions don’t excuse bad methods.

🔁 What I’m Doing Now

I’ve spoken directly with Chuffed.

I’ve closed all old campaigns.

I’m keeping this account — @mosabsdr — moving forward.

I will be creating new, respectful, honest campaigns for myself and my loved ones.

I will reach out to GazaVetters again to explain and hopefully clear any misunderstandings.

🌱 Moving Forward

From this point on, everything I share will come from the heart — no pressure, no spamming, no noise. Just our truth, told with honesty and dignity.

If you’ve followed me, donated, or shared anything in the past: thank you from the bottom of my heart.

If you were hurt or bothered by how I reached out before — I truly understand. I hope you can see that I’m learning, and trying to do better.

This war has destroyed so much — but we are still here, and we are still rising.

If you wish to stay with us on this journey, I welcome you with deep gratitude. If not, I still thank you for reading and giving me your time.

With sincerity and respect 📍 Gaza | @mosabsdr

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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.

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

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returning from the dead briefly for more blazblue meta (?) but I think it's really cool how Observation is basically lucid dreaming.

Cause that's how it works for me, at least. You can trick your brain into making your dreams go a certain way by brute force and making it play out. And since the whole world is the Origin's dream, it feels like a pretty logical endpoint.

Hell, even the characters with the most powerful Observation are either part of The Origin (Noel and Izanami) or aware/nearly aware that it is a dream, and therefore in the perfect position to 'lucid dream' (Rachel, Relius, Terumi, probably Nine and Amane too)

Anyways it probably doesn't line up perfectly but thinking of it this way also really helped me understand how Observing actually like. worked.

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learning how multiply layers work with yukari :)

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I’m trans and stole my name from a streamer. Not even his biggest fan or anything I just heard the name Tanner and liked it, so now I’m curious where everyone else got their names from.

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i work at a craft store and one of the many little torments i endure is occasionally hearing the word azure and feeling every neuron in my brain activate like i'm arakune or something

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And is that waify little idiot hiding behind you your boyfriend or are you being haunted by some sort of spectral ghool?

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You are faced with some random problem and the only person who can help you is the main character from the last piece of media you consumed (you can also do favorite character if there are multiple main characters). You can stay in this universe or be in the universe of the character, whichever you prefer, but the problem remains the same and the only person who can directly help you is the main character. That character can call on the help of those they know in their media, but when it comes down to it, they are the only person really helping you. How do you react to this situation?

Spin to find out your problem:

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fire and brimstone surrender

devil may cry | nerokiri | teen and up audiences | fluff

Nero is wary that his Devil Bringer arm is making Kyrie uncomfortable, when in actuality it's the opposite; Kyrie likes his arm very, very much. So much, in fact, that she wants it to do unspeakable things to her.

@dmc-secret-santas gift for @hecatialapis-lazuli :) hope you enjoy

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@esoteric-crow @dmcsecretsanta

happy holidays!!! lowkey combined the plushie prompt with the scene prompt, i hope it turned out okay!! :) im sorry if its a bit late i just got off work ;-;

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flandre

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What do we think is up with the kid in the troupe that looks exactly like Amane?