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*birds your pickles*
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“If I’m coming down with something, I’d rather go down with you”
I guess I could do this with my Tumblr…Win or Lose sickfic anyone?
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Yuwen was woken up by his own coughing.
His eyes flew open as his lungs quietly convulsed. He immediately rolled onto his side in an attempt to breathe easier and the hacking stopped. He inhaled, feeling the congestion clogging his nose.
Uuuuggh.
He closed his eyes and tried to slip back into unconsciousness, to delay the inevitable, but apparently his brain was now awake enough to sneeze. He sneezed about a billion times before it finally stopped, only to be replaced by shivering.
Fuuck.
He pulled his blanket tighter around himself. Well, this was gonna be a FUN DAY. He groaned and rolled over again, spotting a familiar figure laying on the floor across from his bed.
FuuuuUUuuuuckk.
He’d forgotten Kai was sleeping over. To be fair, Kai slept over all the time. Well, not literally all the time, but more than normal. Or atleast more than what Yuwen THOUGHT was normal. Actually, he didn’t remember anyone EVER sleeping over at his place before he met Kai. He looked around at his tiny cramped “bedroom,” at the sliding curtain which sanctioned it off from the rest of the RV and acted as his only means of privacy. He’d never INVITED anyone to sleep over here before; why would they want to?
But, Kai was different. He thought Kai might be his best friend. Maybe. They hadn’t known each other that long, she’d moved to Peaks Valley only a few months ago. But, they sorta, got each other. Yuwen felt like no one really got him like Kai did. He didn’t wanna seem desperate but…he hoped she felt the same.
“…no…no…please…” he heard a whisper.
Ah, yes. There was also this discovery. Apparently Kai hadn’t known she talked in her sleep until Yuwen told her, and she was also a much heavier sleeper than him, so he was often awake to hear it. He didn’t mind that much, at least she wasn’t a snorer, and…honestly…well, she revealed a lot more about herself while sleeping than she ever did while awake. He tried not to listen, but sometimes he was curious and…
He felt guilt stab his chest, but he couldn’t help hearing right now anyway.
“…no…mom…stay…hhrrr…”
Surprise prickled through him. Kai never talked about her mom, usually not even in her sleep, and he never pressed her to. She never pressed him about his dad, after all, so he figured he’d return the favor.
Kai whimpered and huffed, her breathing uneven. He rubbed his eyes and peered closer at her. Was she…flushed? It was hard to tell in the dimly lit room and with her darker skin, but he thought her cheeks looked kinda red. Her face and nightshirt had sweat on them and she sounded…raspy…
Oh.
“…I-I don’t want…no…there’s gotta be…” she groaned and sniffled. Even in her sleep, her face was scrunched up. She looked in pain. “Don’t…leave me…”. He suddenly felt uncomfortable. He shouldn’t be hearing this, she wasn’t choosing to share this. He was desperately curious but…
“Mmm, um, Kai?”
Kai jolted awake at the sound of her own name, and immediately had a coughing fit to match his. Eventually it subsided and she groaned, flopping back and draping one arm over her face.
“…Kai?” Yuwen tried again after a moment. Did she even realize he’d woken her up?
She rolled over to look at him with bleary eyes.
“Hmm? Yu? Wutisit?” her voice was VERY raspy, but his probably didn’t sound much better.
“Mmm…im sick, yur sick,” he muttered sleepily.
“Whaat? Siiick? Nah, I feel great…” she coughed a little more and wiped sweat from her brow.
“Mmm, mmhmm,” he hummed skeptically. He already knew this mood of Kai’s. Apparently in her mind any physical ailment she may have, whether it be a scape or sniffles or oncoming heat stroke, was a sign of weakness and must be ignored at all costs.
“Weeelll then whataya doin layin there? Get me some tea, lazy bones!” he trilled through his congestion.
“Right! On it!” To Yuwen’s amazement, she actually began to extract her legs from her sleeping bag and stand up. The girl swayed slightly on her feet, her eyes glazed dangerously with fever.
“Wha-! I didn’t mean actually! Lay down before ya pass out!” he yelped. “It would completely ruin this sleepover if you passed out! Accept your fate, fellow sicky.”
She begrudgingly fell back down on to the bag with an angry sniff.
“Can’t believe you got me sick, to think I was almost starting to trust you,” she huffed.
“Excuse me?! You obviously got me sick! You’ve probly been sick for a week without telling anyone!” he gasped, giving her the most dramatically offended expression he could manage without sitting up.
“Nuh uh,” she retorted.
“Yuh huh.”
“Nuh uh!”
“Yuh huh!”
“Nuh huh!!!”
“Yuh huh!!!”
They both sneezed at the same time and paused to wipe their noses.
“C’mon, I wouldn’t do that,” she said, slightly more seriously, “no one deserves this.” She pulled at the collar of her damp shirt as if trying to cool down. He knew it probably wasn’t any more pleasant, but he sort of envied her for not needing to wrap herself into a burrito to avoid shaking like a wet chihuahua. “Cold weather sucks,” she muttered.
Oh, yeah, it had been pretty cold lately, lots of chilly rain and wind as winter descended on the valley. It never actually got cold enough to snow there, which meant they missed out on the fun part of winter while still experiencing the cold and flu season.
Yaaaay. Welcome to Peaks Valley, new best friend.
“Atleast you actually run warm. Try needing a jacket and pants for anything below 70!” he flashed.
“Doesn’t your greater sensitivity make it all the more likely you caught this and gave it to me?” she pointed out.
“Ehhhh, I’m not legally required to answer that,” his tone was light, but he felt a genuine prick of guilt. He really had felt fine yesterday, if he’d thought he was coming down with something he wouldn’t have let Kai come over. Oh well, atleast now they were going down together. Unless…
“I guess you wanna call your dad and go home?” he said in spite of himself.
“Hmmmmm…I told him I wouldn’t be home til tonight…” she murmured, folding her legs and crossing her arms thoughtfully, “I don’t have to.”
“You’d rather stay here for a sick day?” he gestured at the tiny space and the trailer park outside the window.
“I’ll go out on a limb and guess your mom makes good soup?” she said, flashing a grin.
He snorted. Kai was treated to his mother’s cooking atleast twice a week. Even when she wasn’t having meals with them she was almost always sent home with food. It was kind of embarrassing, but it seemed to make both Kai and his mom happy, so he didn’t try to stop it.
He hesitated, then asked, “Does your dad not make good soup?”
She didn’t answer for a long moment. He wondered if he’d overstepped. Yuwen had met Kai’s father a few times, but only briefly. Whenever the two crossed paths Kai always ushered the interaction along to end almost as soon as it started, as if she was worried that her dad would embarrass her, or that Yuwen would embarrass her. He sincerely hoped it was the first option. After a while, just before he was about to say ‘Kai?’, she piped up-
“No, not really. And, he’s just…not that great with sickness, I think ‘cause of my…” she trailed off. Something clicked in Yuwen’s brain.
“…your mom?” he finished her sentence without thinking. He sorta wanted to kick himself for the shocked and sad look she gave him. “You…talk in your sleep, remember?” he added guiltily, “I didn’t mean to hear…uh…sorry.”
“It’s…okay,” she said.
There was a long awkward pause, then: “Yeah…she, uh, she died when I was pretty young, back when I was…” she hugged her arms tighter around her chest, “…anyway I…don’t remember her much, but I remember saying goodbye to her. They didn’t tell me until right before. I didn’t get to say a lot to her, before she was gone.”
He hadn’t expected her to share that much. He didn’t think her watery eyes were just from sneezing. He figured he should say something, something comforting or insightful.
“Oh,” he said instead.
Kai raised an eyebrow at him. “‘Oh’?” she echoed.
“I MEAN, MY DAD GOT ARRESTED WHEN I WAS NINE,” he blurted,
FuuuuuuuUUUUUuuuuuuucckkk.
“…for…for domestic abuse…and drunk driving…and assault…and attempted-” he cut himself off at the look on Kai’s face. This was not going how he’d planned it. And he hadn’t planned it at all. “B-but, uh, this isn’t about ME!” Now that was a sentence he never thought he’d say. Best-Friendship changed people.
Another awkward silence. Yuwen sniffed loudly.
“Um…so, yeah…” he tried.
“So…yeah, um…” she tried, or atleast he thought she was trying. She was always trying, harder than anyone he knew.
…
“We’re not very good at this, are we?” she said wryly.
“I mean, you��re burning up and I’m a wet chihuahua and we both sound like we swallowed cheese graters,” he reasoned, “but, uh, no.”
“Yeah…thanks for telling me, though,” she said, perhaps a little sheepishly, but still in that wonderful Kai way.
“Yeaahh, a’course. You too…I mean, thanks for telling me, too,” he said, definitely sheepishly, and in a way that felt weirdly naked, like going on stage without a costume.
“‘Course. S’what best friends do,” she said casually.
A little voice in his chest screamed, ‘YEEEEEEESSSSSS!’ while dancing and throwing confetti in the air. It would probably be like that for the rest of the day. It was gonna be a fun day.
“Sorry about your mom,” he said carefully.
“S’okay, sorry about your dad.”
“S’okay. I’ve got my mom. I’ve always had her…” he was a little embarrassed to say that out loud, but it was how he felt, or maybe it was the high fever talking.
“Yeah, and I got my dad…” She looked thoughtful. “I love him but…sometimes he’s too much, and sometimes he doesn’t understand. Having my grandma there helps but, sometimes I need a break from him.”
“Oh,” Yuwen said again, another thing clicking in his brain, “well, you’re always welcome here. Mi trashy trailer park, es su trashy trailer park.”
She chuckled, “‘Preciate that.”
He chuckled back, then his breath hitched and he coughed again.
“Y’wanna wake your mom?” she asked, sleepiness was beginning to slur her words again, but she still managed to look concerned at him.
“Nah, it’s still early. So unless you’re, like, dying, I think we’ll be fine.”
Almost on cue, his shivers started up again. He pulled the blanket in closer and started tossing and turning, trying to warm up. Maybe that hadn’t been the greatest idea, he considered as he rolled slightly too far left and landed with a dull thump on the floor.
“…ow.”
“Y’know, you’ve already come down with something. You don’t have to literally go down,” Kai teased.
“Sh-shu’up,” he croaked, his teeth chattering. The wood was unpleasantly cool, but the thought of trying to stand up and climb back into bed made him tremble more.
He felt a warm hand grab his arm. Kai wordlessly tugged him onto the makeshift palette of rugs and blankets they’d set up for her to lay her sleeping bag on. It was no bed, but it was better than cold hard floor, and Kai radiated warmth. She threw his bed blanket back over him, then another one for good measure. His tremors mercifully receded.
“Mmm…” he grunted sleepily.
“Mmm?” she questioned.
“Mmmm…” he hesitated, “…thanks…”
“Mmm,” she yawned and laid back, “don’t cough on me.”
He felt a smile tug at his mouth, even as drowsiness rose up to drag him back into blissful unconsciousness. “No promises.”
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I still don’t really know what I wanna do with my Tumbrl…uh, have a stupid Rochelle and Laurie art I made a while ago?
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Life Series Animatic!!!! WOOOO
Set right aftet secret life as scar slowly gains memories of past games back!!!
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this is how i imagined announcing exile went down
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In regards of the Trump government scraping all trans inclusion in its queer information portion of its websites I have made this thing. Spread the word. Don't let them pretend we never existed.



P.S: Don't like! Reblog! <3
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🌍✨ A Voice from Gaza: Holding onto Hope ❤️🩹
Hi, my name is Mosab, and I just want to take a moment to say thank you. Your kindness, your generosity, and your willingness to listen have meant more to me and my family than I can ever express.
When I first shared my story, I didn’t know what to expect. I was scared, exhausted, and uncertain if anyone would care. But you did. You showed up. And because of you, hope feels a little less distant today.


💛 Our Journey So Far
With your support, we’ve been able to find small moments of relief in the midst of overwhelming hardship. Every donation, every share, and every kind message has given us the strength to keep going.
But our struggle isn’t over. Every day, we are reminded of what we’ve lost and the challenges that still lie ahead.
🏠 Still Searching for Stability: We are doing everything we can to secure a safe and steady future. 😢 The Pain of Loss Never Fades: The absence of 25 loved ones weighs heavily on us every day. 💔 Dreams Still on Hold: Survival takes all our strength, but we still believe in rebuilding.
🚀 How You Can Help Us Keep Going
Even the smallest act of kindness can make a difference:
💛 A $10 donation may seem small, but to us, it’s a lifeline. 💛 A reblog can help us reach someone who can support us.
If you can’t donate, just sharing this post helps more than you know. Every share is another chance for someone to see our story, to care, and to help.
🙏 You Are Part of Our Story
Your support isn’t just about donations—it’s about reminding us that we are not forgotten. That there is still kindness in the world. That even in the darkest times, there are people who care.
From the bottom of my heart, thank you for helping us get this far. You are part of our story now.
With love and endless gratitude, Mosab and Family ❤️
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I am Mai from Gaza, from a family of 10, from Palestine. My family is Haya, my mother is 39 and my father is 49. I climbed the ladder to build my life and future step by step, but everything ended and was destroyed by the war. My sister Rital, 9 months old, is asking for milk and we cannot afford it. Every day she goes through a bad situation. Help us buy milk for my sister Rital 💔
I have witnessed the signs of the tragedy that befell our lives in Gaza, where my family and I survived many previous wars. But today we are facing the most dangerous and fiercest battle in the current war. The need is urgent for us, as we have nothing left and are unable to secure our basic needs such as food, water and safe shelter.
This is our story - On October 7, our lives changed forever. My family and I left our home to southern Gaza, hoping to return soon, but that did not happen. Our home was surrounded and then completely destroyed. Our home, once a bastion of hope, is now in ruins, a stark reminder of our shattered dream.
The goal of this fundraising campaign is to save my family - my parents, my siblings and myself - through the Rafah crossing into Egypt, which currently requires $5,000 per person. This campaign is our only chance for survival, and I humbly ask for your help at this critical time. I will provide you with a comprehensive breakdown of the expenses, committed to transparency and clarity.
We strongly appeal for your moral and financial assistance to cover the necessary costs of escaping to a safe environment, where we can build a better future for our children and ensure the safety of our family.
We are in dire need of your support. Any donation, no matter how small, can help save our lives. Thank you for your concern and support during these difficult times.
It is not easy to ask for help, but this war has changed everything, and I am sorry, my friend, I am very shy of you, but I need your help. Your donation saves my life. Donate even $20, please
Me and my family and our beautiful house that was bombed, our lives were destroyed 😭💔







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I am Mahmoud Halas, the owner of the donation campaign. The campaign aims to expel my family from Gaza and expel my wife to Egypt due to her serious condition with a kidney injury and the loss of her left kidney. Please visit my page and participate. https://gofund.me/53fa2830🌹🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸🌹😭😭
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Help Mahmoud's Family Rebuilding Thier Life
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #232 )✅️
My name is Mahmoud, recently graduated dentist (2022), living in besieged Gaza. I got married with my soulmate dentist Abeer (2023), we had just started our calm happy life, we had a beautiful home, working in a dental clinic. I supposed to be a techer assistant in my collage, we were preparing to welcome our baby, we were thinking about our dreams and ambitions. But the permanence of a state is impossible, our life has turned upside down since the beginning of the Israeli genocide on Gaza (7th Oct. 2023).

I lost my home, my job. My wife "Abeer" spent her pregnancy semesters in the war with no food, water or drugs. The dreams turned into nightmares




On 6th Apr. 2024, our prince "Abdullah" was born without any of essentials of newborn life (milk, diapers, own bed, toys, health care). Abdullah brought joy and happiness to our hearts despite what we are going through, The joy was mixed with great anxiety due to the unavailability of proper medical care except at exorbitant prices that they could not afford.


As the pressures and burdens increased, we decided to turn to the GoFundMe platform seeking help from kind-hearted people. The goal of the fundraising campaign is to provide for the needs of little prince Abdullah and secure temporary shelter for my family, in addition to helping build our clinic to enable us to return to work and serve the community once again.
We are reaching out to you for help to save a family that has struggled to survive. Every donation, no matter how small, will make a significant difference in our life. Please stand with us during this difficult time and restore our hope for a better tomorrow.
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Hello 👋 my ❤ friends !
I am asking you to support my newly created campaign to help my family survive the gruesome war over Gaza to safety and ✌️ peace.
Life has become incredibly harsh, tough and full of hardship and painful suffering. We lack all he basic living essentials and necessities such as food, water , medicine and other needs.
The war has made our life hopeless and desperate. My six-member family has been going through the hardest days they have ever experience for almost eleven months due to the disastrous war.
The war has taken every beautiful thing from us, leaving us homeless, displaced and jobless.
The rising prices of all necessary items of life has complicated our living conditions especially when all our savings were spent over the least necessities and needs.
So I am now asking you to lessen and minimize our burdens and loads of life through your contribution. You can help my family survive through donating whatever you can or reposting my messages.
Yours
Rewaa
https://gofund.me/07f652e2
This campaign was vetted by @/gaza-evacuation-funds here.
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Hello, I am banan from Gaza🍉🇵🇸. I live with my family of 9 people. We live in a tent My life 😓was very beautiful before the war💔, but the war came and all my dreams and memories were destroyed😓. Our beautiful home was destroyed😓💔. I ask you to help me and my family.https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-banana-and-her-family-to-reach-safety?utm_source=copy_link&utm_medium=customer&utm_campaign=man_sharesheet_ft&attribution_id=sl:46ecf2e7-cc81-436a-ba6b-7ba823fad8fc
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VETTED AND VERIFIED FUNDRAISER
URGENT INSULIN (HUMALOG) INJECTION IS NEEDED TO SAVE LIFE IN PALESTINE PLEASE DONATE !!
Hello everyone, I had been diagnosed with type 1 diabetes at a tender age, a condition that demanded a delicate balance of insulin, a commodity scarce in Gaza war-ravaged homeland.
As conflict raged around me, have struggled to find the insulin I desperately needed to survive. With medical supplies scarce and hospitals overwhelmed, obtaining medication became a daily battle fraught with danger.

One day, as the bombs fell closer to my house, my insulin supply ran out completely. With no pharmacies open and no aid reaching my area, I faced a life-threatening dilemma. Without insulin, my blood sugar levels soared, threatening to send me into a coma. I I'm here begging for your support to help me get insulin
My goal is $216/$360
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Hello🚨
I'm from Gaza 🇵🇸
My name is Farah
Can you please help me to study at the university
Me and my family have lost our home, our car, and
our dream to study

I hope just to help me to start my education
I was in my first year at university in Gaza but after
the war, I lost everything my dream and my
education 💔
A small donation can make a big difference 🙏🇵🇸
Hope you really can help with anything
Thank you in advance🌹🌹
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