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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon | Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Tomoe Hotaru/Tsukino Chibiusa, Background Kaiou Michiru/Tenou Haruka Characters: Tsukino Chibiusa, Tomoe Hotaru, Other Characters are Background Characters - Character, Tenou Haruka, Kaiou Michiru, Meiou Setsuna Additional Tags: Sailor Moon LGBTQ+ Week 2025, Day 5 - Quiet, Fluff, Napping Summary:

Given her association with silence as Sailor Saturn, Hotaru is pretty used to it. But even a concept like silence has different types and definitions. And there was one she was particularly fond of.

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"Company" for @smlgbtqweek

Loved this prompt! I'm a big fan of the companionable quiet you get with the people you trust the most. Lovers who can be passionate but also sit in adjoining chairs happily doing their own thing in the presence of the other.

I can't decide if ChibiUsa is telling Hotaru a joke or if she just is being casually energetic by herself and Hotaru is relaxing in the comfort of it.

Doubling up on my art challenges this month by using a Draw Everything June pose for this one :) (Day 3!) Thanks @adorkastock for hosting!

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I think people need to understand this

Twitter does not represent the majority of what people think

Nazis on Twitter don’t represent the average person.

If you find yourself doomscrolling, teach yourself to stop

The Nazi Troll on Twitter is a loser who wastes their lives away on Twitter and you are better than them.

Lay off on political content if it means protecting your mental health

You do not need to feed trolls on Twitter.

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Favourite Sailor Moon LGBTQ+ Scenes 2025 Edition

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SM LGBTQ+ Week 2025!

The fourth annual Sailor Moon LGBTQ+ Week takes place the week of June 22-28, 2025 (during Pride Month).

You may post your works on Tumblr, AO3, Deviantart, or anywhere you choose so as long as you link them in your Tumblr posts if they are off-site. All ratings are allowed, so long as NSFW work is properly tagged. You can add your AO3 works on our designated category for the event here: smlgbtqweek2025.

Submissions should have an LGBTQ+ character, ship or topic at their core along with the daily theme. It doesn't have to focus on or even include a ship, given this week also celebrates asexuality and trans identities! M/F pairings are allowed as long as one of the characters is LGBTQ+ and the work references their queerness. Bi/Pan people in m/f relationships are still queer and valid. This also applies to trans people in m/f relationships. Basically, as long as you're writing/ drawing/creating something featuring LGBTQ+ character(s), you're golden.

Don’t forget to tag us at @smlgbtqweek and use the hashtag #smlgbtqweek25 so we can reblog your work! **If you post something and don't see it reblogged, it's probably because we overlooked it or Tumblr didn't show it to us. Contact us and we will fix that right away!**

The prompt list is as follows:

Sunday, June 22, Day 1- Sleep/Awake

Monday, June 23, Day 2- Lonely/Company

Tuesday, June 24, Day 3- Domestic/Adventure

Wednesday, June 25, Day 4- Nature/Steel

Thursday, June 26, Day 5- Quiet/Party

Friday, June 27, Day 6- Cube/Ball

Saturday, June 28, Day 7- Free

Here's a handy graphic version, too!

We know the prompt list is exciting, but please wait to post your entries until the actual day assigned in the prompt!

Have fun!

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My name is Nadin. I’m a mother, a wife, and one of many women in Gaza trying to hold on — to hope, to family, to any piece of life that still feels whole.

There’s no easy way to explain what it's like to lose almost everything and still keep showing up for someone who depends on you. But I do it. Every single day. For her. 💗

My daughter is just 9 months old. She doesn’t know the sound of laughter without sirens or what it feels like to sleep peacefully. But I want her to know this: 💬 Even in the middle of all this, she is loved — fiercely, endlessly, completely.

A short-lived ceasefire gave us a breath of hope. We thought maybe — just maybe — we could begin again. But the skies darkened once more. The dreams we were stitching back together began to unravel again.

🛠️ Our home is damaged. What little we had was scattered. Still, we wake up each morning. Still, I wrap her in the only soft things I have left — my arms, my voice, my faith.

I’m not writing this to ask for charity. I’m writing because I believe in human connection — in reminding each other that kindness still exists, even when the world feels cold.

If you’re able to support, here’s what your help can do:

💧 Provide warmth and basics for my baby — clothes, food, care 🔧 Repair part of our home — even one safe room means everything 🩺 Support a mother’s health in a place where healthcare is out of reach 🌍 Remind us we are not forgotten

This isn’t just my story. It’s the story of every mother holding her child through the night in Gaza. It’s about strength in silence, and hope in the smallest things.

You may never know my full story. But if you’ve ever loved someone enough to protect them with everything you have… then you already understand.

Thank you for reading. Thank you for caring. And if you’re able to share this — that alone is a gift. 💞

With love, — Nadin

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When the war destroys your home… all that’s left is memory and hope 💔🏚️

Hello, My name is Nasr, from Gaza 🇵🇸

One day during the war, a missile struck our home while we were all inside… There was no time to run, not even to say goodbye. I lost my beloved mother, my sister, and family members who were my entire world 💔 I survived—along with my father and a few siblings—but we came out from under the rubble with nothing… no home, no safety… only each other.

It’s not easy to write these words… but hope is stronger than pain. We’re living through conditions no one should ever endure. Still, we try to hold on, with what little strength we have left.

Maybe these words will reach someone with a kind heart… Even a simple share of this post could mean the world to us 🙏

✅ Vetted by @gazavetters – My verified number on their list is (#586) ✅

To everyone who stops by, To those who read, share, or simply feel with us… Thank you from the bottom of my heart 🤍 You are the light in this darkness 🌟

A reblog could mean more than you know. May you be blessed 🕊️

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for you and your warped reflection

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while you're here, please take a look at @arijfamily 's campaign, which is verified on @gazavetters 's list at number #562:

Arej and her two young daughters, Talia and Maryam, are facing the horrors of an invasion all on their own, the least we could do is provide them with support and care 🙏

As of now (05/12/25) their campaign has only reached 3% of its planned goal. This is UNACCEPTABLE.

Donate if you are able and remember to share this campaign on your blog, with your friends and your family. Even the smallest gesture is better than nothing.

DON'T SCROLL PAST WITHOUT HELPING. HISTORY HAS ITS EYES ON YOU!

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So one of my tweets kinda blew up. :v

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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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folk hero really

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saw a tiktok that was making good points except it was like "if you're over 23 you shouldn't even know anyone under 20 unless they're family and it's weird if you do" and I just. have you guys ever had coworkers. students. family friends. clubs. is no one going back to school for their BA/MA/PhD. what kind of isolated world are you living in where as a 23+ year old you never interact w anyone under the age of 20. this idea that even Talking to anyone younger than you is somehow predatory is absolutely insane god I hate western individualism so bad. no your best friend ever probably shouldn't be a teenager when you're a grown ass adult but we do in fact need to be in community w people younger than us

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while you're here, please take a look at @hildanasr 's campaign, which has already been verified by 90-ghost, @bilal-salah0, @gaza-evacuation-funds and others:

as you can see, this campaign has only reached 22% percent of its goal as of now (5/3/2025). this is unacceptable.

Hilda's family can't keep living in a tent, surrounded by destruction, bugs, snakes and famine. the least we could do is support her in every way we can.

please share this campaign and donate if you are able. you could be the reason why this family will escape the war 🙏

DON'T SCROLL PAST WITHOUT HELPING. EVEN THE BARE MINIMUM IS BETTER THAN NOTHING!

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The wildest thing about Ben 10 is that it took until 2005 for someone to have the idea "what if a kid could turn into a bunch of aliens" like this isn't obviously the coolest and most marketable premise for anything ever. Each design is a new toy. A new powerset. Come on.

But to prove that it wasn't a fluke, they continued to have the best ideas for every aspect of it. How does he transform? A cool watch you can also sell as a toy. That watch's name? Omnitrix. Say it. It's so satisfying. How many aliens? Ten. Nice round number. The kid's name? Ben. The show's name? Ben Ten. His full name is Benjamin Tennyson, a normal, plausible name, but he also turns into 10 aliens.

Bigger brands dream about this synergy. Better writers would kill for this coherence. So holistic. So intuitive. The identity alone!!! The retro alien sound motif? Chilling. The green? Any other color would be wrong. The kirby krackle pattern? It seems so obvious in retrospect. The roadtrip format? Genius. Lesser writers would've done the spider-man high school thing. His arch nemesis being Cthulhu darth vader? Inspired, iconic, intimidating!

The execution has its highs and lows, but the idea??? Game changing. So self-evident that it seems inevitable. If Ben 10 didn't exist, it would be necessary to invent him.